The roseate hues of early dawn, the brightness of the day, the crimson of the sunset sky, how fast they fade away! O for the pearly gates of heaven! O for the golden floor! O for the Sun of Righteousness that setteth nevermore! The highest hopes we cherish here, how fast they tire and faint! How many a spot defiles the robe that wraps an earthly saint! O for a heart that never sins! O for a soul washed white! O for a voice to praise our King, nor weary day or night! Here faith is ours, and heavenly hopes, and grace to lead us higher; but there are perfectness and peace beyond our best desire. O by thy love and anguish, Lord, O by thy life laid down, grant that we fall not from thy grace, nor cast away our crown!
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