<h2><SPAN name="NOVEMBER" id="NOVEMBER" />NOVEMBER</h2>
<p><i>But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice.</i>—Psalm 5:11.</p>
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<span>November is so drear and chill<br/></span>
<span>Whilst making leafless branch and tree,<br/></span>
<span>Whilst sweeping over vale and hill<br/></span>
<span>With all her doleful minstrelsy.<br/></span>
<span>November wails the summer's death<br/></span>
<span>In such a melancholy voice,<br/></span>
<span>She has a withering, blighting breath;<br/></span>
<span>She does not bid the heart rejoice.<br/></span></div>
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<span>Yet why repine, thou stricken one?<br/></span>
<span>Grief is the common fate of all.<br/></span>
<span>This the refrain beneath the sun:<br/></span>
<span>Mortals must die, and leaves must fall.<br/></span>
<span>They'll live again, the leaves and flowers,<br/></span>
<span>When spring returns to bless the earth;<br/></span>
<span>They'll waken 'neath her sunny hours<br/></span>
<span>Through nature's touch to beauteous birth.<br/></span></div>
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<span>Hope in decay and do not moan<br/></span>
<span>That God has taken one we love:<br/></span>
<span>Why should our hearts be turned to stone<br/></span>
<span>When he is safe in heaven above?<br/></span>
<span>Redeemed through Christ, who was his trust,<br/></span>
<span>With him in realms of joy on high;<br/></span>
<span>For though down here "'tis dust to dust,"<br/></span>
<span>The Christian lives beyond the sky.<br/></span></div>
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<span>Then in the autumn's woe rejoice,—<br/></span>
<span>Rejoice in calm, rejoice in storm;<br/></span>
<span>In either hear God's tender voice,<br/></span>
<span>For both his holy will perform.<br/></span></div>
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