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In Salutation To The Eternal Peace
Men say the world is full of fear and hate,
And all life's ripening harvest-fields
The restless sickle of relentless fate
But I, sweet Soul, rejoice that I was born,
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Men say the world is full of fear and hate,
And all life's ripening harvest-fields
The restless sickle of relentless fate
But I, sweet Soul, rejoice that I was born,
O Friends
with whom my feet have
The quiet aisles of prayer,
Glad witness to your zeal for