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Clouds
there
are
none
,
and
clear
stars
beam
mild
,
God
,
in
His
mercy
,
protection
is
showing
,
Comfort
and
hope
to
the
poor
orphan
child
.
"
Ev
'n
should
I
fall
o‘er
the
broken
bridge
passing
,
Or
stray
in
the
marshes
,
by
false
lights
beguiled
,
Still
will
my
Father
,
with
promise
and
blessing
,
Take
to
His
bosom
the
poor
orphan
child
.
"
There
is
a
thought
that
for
strength
should
avail
me
,
Though
both
of
shelter
and
kindred
despoiled
;
Heaven
is
a
home
,
and
a
rest
will
not
fail
me
;
