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The Anchor of the olden time!

How calm and firm and trece, unspotted by its wrong and orrome,

He walhand the dark earth through
The last of prever, the Love of gain,

the thrasund maan ain
Arrand him, hent no proves to stain

he parity within. with that deep insight which detects

All great things in the smail,
Unde fincana hark zuch mezis life abheels

The spuitwal life all' "
the walked by faith and not by sight

By love and not be lowe;t
The presence of the Lorong or right

He mather fath tham Ausw.

He felt that wong

with wrong pastikes, That nothing stands alone, That whose gives the motive , makes

brothers sin his owne and, pousing ned for doubt and chrine

of wits great or small,
a listmed to that innand voice

which called away from all. Chi Spirit of that early day to pure and strong

and tous, Be with us in the narrow

Our faithful fathers know.
Live strength the evil to forsake,

The cross. Insta ty bear
And love and severent gear to make

Gebore lives

home daily

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