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THE KING’ S BUSINESS
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By Dr. J. H. ALEXANDER HER R is a time we know not when,
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To pass that limit is to die, To die as if by stealth; It does not quench the beaming eye Or pale the glow o f health. The conscience may be still at ease,; The spirits light and gay; That which is pleasing still may please And care be thrust away. But on that forehead God has set Indelibly a mark, Unseen by man, for man as yet Is blind and in the dark. Oh, where is this mysterious bourn By which pur path is crossed, Beyond which God himself hath sworn That he who goes is lost? How far may we go on in sin? How long will God forbear? Where does hope end, and where begin The confines of despair? And answer from the skies is sent: “Ye that from God depart,
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While it is called today, repent And harden not your heart.”
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