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ON LOYALTY
Let not your heart be turned to another,
    Cleave to that friend who weeps when you are sad;
And when with joyous leaps your heart is glad,
  
That one rejoices; He is a true brother.
Remember always constancy is rare
   For fickle hearts go wandering at night
And what night can be blacker, cause more fright
   Than startling starless soul-nights of despair?
But Brother-love will never separate;
   And though a cloud of gloom envelopes you
He will yet recognize you as first rate.
   Opposing those who fail to give you due.
When trouble comes, He will not abdicate.
   At your right hand stands one you'll find True-Blue.

Pastor Emeritus - Rev. Mrs. Maragret I. Coates

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Copyright Canada 1983
Broken Heart Strings Mended


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