O could our thoughts and wishes fly
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O could our thoughts and wishes fly,Above these gloomy shades,To those bright worlds beyond the sky,Where sorrow ne'er invades!
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There, joys unseen by mortal eyes,Or reason's feeble ray,In ever-blooming prospect rise,Exposed to no decay.
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Lord, send a beam of light divine,To guide our upward aim;With one reviving look of thine,Our languid hearts inflame.
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O then, on faith's sublimest wing,Our ardent souls shall rise,To those bright scenes where pleasures springImmortal in the skies.