Stepping Stones – Hymn

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I would not have my life go on,
A level stretch, from sun to sun,
And miss the glorious sights I get,
From Calvary to Olivet.

These rugged paths that wound my feet,
These tribulations that I meet,
Are stepping stones by which I climb
To glories endless and sublime.

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