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II.

Think not because I walk in power,
While Thou art by my side,
That I could keep the path one hour
Without my guard and guide.

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The keeper left me once alone
Within a madhouse hall,
With gibber, shriek, and fixèd smile
About me,—madmen all!
The horrid sense which then I felt
Is what my life would be,
If in this world of pain and guilt
I once lost sight of Thee.