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    HYMN 100. C. M

    1 Life is a span, a fleeting hour,
    How soon the vapor flies!
    Man is a tender, transient flower.
    That e’en in blooming-dies.
    MIM 114.5

    2 The once loved form, now cold and dead,
    Each mournful thought employs;
    And nature weeps her comforts fled,
    And withered all her joys.
    MIM 115.1

    3 Hope looks beyond the bounds of time,
    When what we now deplore
    Shall rise in full, immortal prime,
    And bloom to fade no more.
    MIM 115.2

    4 Cease, then, fond nature, cease thy tears-
    Thy Savior dwells on high;
    There everlasting Spring appears-
    There joys shall never die.
    MIM 115.3

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