Awake, O heart entombed by care,And seek the truth awaiting whereDark images of mortal mindWould fain their false dominion bind.

Awake, and look with faith serene;The clouds of sense will soon be seenTo pass; and like the break of day,Love's glow will cast its healing ray.

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