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a poem by Reginold Ajay Jacob, India

So many a tear have I dried,
They would have filled,
Seven whole seas,
If only I had cried.

Weight of all the anchors,
Is on me just tied
And I carry my burden
As situations doth try.

Let this burden be the last one
Oh my soul doth cry
Yet He my strength doth try
As men by and by I try

Let this furnace be the last one
Oh my soul doth cry
Yet He my metal refines
As men by and by I try

Refiner of gold I pray thee
Refine, refine, refine,
Not in accordance to my will
But as you wish define

Do not feel dejected my soul
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To Thee, I Lift Mine Eyes
Cry
Facts of life
deception
Do not feel dejected my soul
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To Thee, I Lift Mine Eyes

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