Behold the sun, that seemed but now enthron??d overhead, beginning to decline below this globe whereon we tread; and he, whom yet we look upon with comfort and delight, will quite depart from hence anon, and leave us to the night. Thus time, unheeded, steals away the life which nature gave; thus are our bodies every day declining to the grave; thus from us all those pleasures fly whereon we set our heart; and when the night of death draws nigh, thus will they all depart. Lord! though the sun forsake our sight, and mortal hopes are vain, let still thine everlasting light within our souls remain; and in the nights of our distress vouchsafe those rays divine, which from the Sun of Righteousness for ever brightly shine!
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