J Fawcett
BLEST be the tie that binds
Our hearts in Christian love;
The fellowship of kindred minds
Is like to that above.
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Before our Father’s throne
We pour our ardent prayers;
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,
Our comforts and our cares.
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We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathizing tear.
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When we asunder part,
It gives us inward pain;
But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.