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Dearest Lord, make us remember, when the world is cold and dreary,

and we know not where to turn for comfort, that there is always one

spot bright and cheerful—the Sanctuary. When we are in desolation of

spirit, when all who are dear to us have passed away, like summer

flowers, and none are left to love us and care for us, whisper to our

troubled souls that there is one friend who dies not—one whose love

never changes—Jesus on the altar. When sorrows thicken and crush us

with their burden, when we look in vain for comfort, let thy dear words

come forth with full force from the tabernacle, “Come to me all you who

labor and are heavily burdened, and I will refresh you.”

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