Normale Version: Hagar
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Lone in the wilderness, her child and she,
Sits the dark beauty, and her fierce-eyed boy;
A heavy burden, and no winsome toy
To such as her, a hanging babe must be.

A slave without a master - wild, not free,
With anger in their heart! and in her face
Shame for foul wrong and undeserved disgrace,
Poor Hagar mourns her lost virginity!

Poor woman, fear not - God is everywhere;
Thy silent tears, thy thirsty infant's moan,
Are known to Him, whose never-absent care

Still wakes to make all hearts and souls his own;
He sends an angel from beneath his throne
To cheer the outcast in the desert bare.