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A MAN of no regrets,
He goes his sunny way,
Owing the past no load of debts
The present cannot pay:
He wedded his first love,
Nor loved another since;
He sets his nobler hopes above;
He reigns in joy a Prince!

A man of no regrets,
He hath no cares to vex,
No secret griefs, nor mental nets,
Nor troubles to perplex;
Forgiveness to his sin,
And help in every need,
Blessing around, and peace within,
Crown him a king indeed!

A man of no regrets,
Upon his empire free
The sun of gladness never sets—
Then who so rich as he?
Yea, God upon my heart
Hath poured all blessings down;
Then yield to Him, with all thou art,
The bomage of thy crown!
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