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hopeless.

O, leave me never, for thy love is a balm,
Thy presence bringeth my sad soul calm;
To my troubled mind and aching breast
Thy soothing words bring peace and rest:
      Leave me not, my Guardian Angel.

Leave me not till life's troublous journey's o'er,
And thy tender guidance I need no more;
But when the portals of heaven ope wide
May we pass in together, side by side,
      I and my Guardian Angel;

And kneeling together before the throne,
Receive from the Master the words "well done;"
And join with the countless throngs who sing
Praise to our Saviour, Christ the King,
      Together, my Guardian Angel.




Hopeless.
You are drifting away from me, darling,
Further and further each day;
The distance grows greater and greater
With each hour that is passing away.

And I look o'er the dark, swelling water,
And list to the moan of the wind,
And I know that each wave bears you forward
And leaves me yet further behind.