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For that I have suffered much; but in my suffering it was permitted me to learn how great the love and compassion of our Father in heaven is for His children, and since then a song of deepest gratitude sounds ever and ever in my heart: "'I lay in heaviest fetters, Thou com'st and set'st me free; I stood in shame and sorrow, Thou callest me to Thee; And lift'st me up to honor And giv'st me heavenly joys Which cannot be diminished By earthly scorn and noise."
Dear Sensibility! source inexhausted of all that's precious in our joys, or costly in our sorrows! thou chainest thy martyr down upon his bed of straw and 'tis thou who lift'st him up to Heaven! -Eternal Fountain of our feelings!
Then once more the full tones of the organ sounded and the congregation rose and sang: "I lay in heaviest fetters, Thou com'st and set'st me free; I stood in shame and sorrow, Thou callest me to Thee; And lift'st me up to honor And giv'st me heavenly joys Which cannot be diminished By earthly scorn and noise." His mother had sung that at the very last.
"Thou lift'st not thy hand, which only can save The dark-eyed maid from thy terrible wave; She is tender and timid, Oh! Great Manitou! In the arms of her brave to Thee she must go, In the arms of her brave take the terrible flight, Together their spirits shall, rise into light."
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