Poems (Campbell)/Religion

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RELIGION.
Holy source of purest pleasure, Bliss that never knows alloy!Be thy precepts all our treasure, And thy practice all our joy!
Lead us through this vale of sorrow, Safely to the darksome tomb;There an everlasting morrow Dawning shall dispel the gloom!
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