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Oh no my lord she cannot stay	A
Cast out this bond maid with her mocking child	B
For they cannot be heirs with thine and mine	C
Abraham was sad for he had prayed O God	D
That Ishmael may dwell within thy sight	E
And now the message came to him Fear not	F
In all that Sarah says list to her voice	G
In Isaac shall thy seed be called Also	H
I'll make of Hagar's son a nation great	I
Because he sprang from thee	J
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Then Abraham rose	K
At early dawn and lading Egypt's child	B
With water and with bread sent her grief worn	L
With Ishmael to wander lone within	M
Beersheba's wilderness While yet the air	N
Was cool and nature locked in the embrace	O
Of morn likely the child was blithe and gay	A
Unheeding the sad face and drooping form	P
Of her who doubtless turned from childhood's tents	Q
In tears of woe	H
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Thrilled with his Arab blood	R
He raced along and thus to fancy's ear	S
He prattled on O mother do not weep	T
The Princess Sarah cannot chide us now	U
We're free I love the wilderness I love	V
The earth and sky Look at those birds	W
Far as the fleecy clouds And here	S
Are flowers with which to wreathe my bow	U
With it I'll bring thee deer and fowl to dress	X
When by and by we reach a babbling stream	Y
Where we may safely dwell	Z
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On still on	A2
Through arid plains with blistering feet	B2
Beneath a burning sky they toil along	C2
The lad no longer talks of birds and flowers	D2
But begs for water water just to cool	E2
His parching throat and likely 'twas that when	F2
Noon's shadows mirrored the encircling hills	G2
He saw the empty flask and must at last	H2
Have fainted on the scorching sand	I2
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We read	J2
That Hagar cast him 'neath a shrub and then	F2
Withdrawing quite a space she prayed O God	D
Let me not see his death and so sank down	K2
Upon the ground to watch him where he lay	A
And wept such tears as touched the world on high	L2
With sympathy divine God heard the lad	M2
And from his radiant home an angel spake	N2
What aileth thee O Hagar Rise and take	N2
The lad and stand him on his feet I'll make	N2
Of him a nation great Her eyes were opened	O2
And she saw a well from which with joyful haste	P2
She filled her flask and gave the weakling lad	M2
A draught which gave him back to health	Q2
And life again	F2
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Water a type of Christ	R2
God's son that whosoever will may drink	S2
That everflowing stream of love and live	T2
Eternally The angel's prophecy foretold	U2
Those countless hordes those tented caravans	V2
Whose graceful steeds have plied through centuries past	H2
Those barren trackless wastes some of the men	F2
Who Egypt bound with spicery and balm	W2
Halted beside the lonely pit and bartered there	N
For that young lad whose coat dyed in the blood	R
Of kids made Jacob with wild agony exclaim	X2
This is my Joseph's coat He has no doubt	Y2
Been rent in twain by beasts	Z2
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The wanderers soon	A3
Lay down to rest 'neath starry skies to wait	I
Another dawn and on the mother's face	O
There must have been a light of joy divine	C
For had she not held intercourse with Heaven	B3
Were not its guardian bands around them then	F2
In desert weird and wild	B
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Ye weary souls	C3
Tired travelers on the sands of time	D3
Trust God and look to him for strength	E3
The angel of his word speaks faith and peace	F3
And presses to the thirsting lip the cup	G3
Of immortality	J

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