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Once to find the gain of loss,
Taste the sweetness out of pain,
Feel the uplifting of the cross,
Is to know all fear is vain.

 

And thy heart to thee shall prove,
When its own reproaches cease,
That the heart of all is love,
And the end of all is peace.

 

For the word is in thy soul,
While thou seekest far and high;
Each interprets for the whole,
When he learns his destiny.