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The Valley of the Shadow

           Forwitheyesmadeclearbymanytears,andaheartsoftenedbythetenderestsorrow,sherecognizedthebeautyofhersister’slifeuneventful,unambitious,yetfullofthegenuinevirtueswhich‘smellsweet,andblossominthedust’,theself-forgetfulnessthatmakesthehumblestonearthrememberedsoonestinheaven,thetruesuccesswhichispossibletoall.

           OnenightwhenBethlookedamongthebooksuponhertable,tofindsomethingtomakeherforgetthemortalwearinessthatwasalmostashardtobearaspain,assheturnedtheleavesofheroldfavorite,Pilgrims’sProgress,shefoundalittlepaper,scribbledoverinJo’shand.Thenamecaughthereyeandtheblurredlookofthelinesmadehersurethattearshadfallenonit.

           "PoorJo!She’sfastasleep,soIwon’twakehertoaskleave.Sheshowsmeallherthings,andIdon’tthinkshe’llmindifIlookatthis",thoughtBeth,withaglanceathersister,wholayontherug,withthetongsbesideher,readytowakeuptheminutethelogfellapart.

           MyBethSittingpatientintheshadow

           Tilltheblessedlightshallcome,

           Asereneandsaintlypresence

           Sanctifiesourtroubledhome.

           Earthlyjoysandhopesandsorrows

           Breaklikeripplesonthestrand

           Ofthedeepandsolemnriver

           Whereherwillingfeetnowstand.

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