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THE LORD'S PRAYER.
Father,—my Father, through thine only Son,Thy name be hallow'd, and thy will be done:
May earth lift high to thee her grateful voice,
And in thy kingdom Nature's realm rejoice!
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And to my penitence thy pardon grant:
O save me from temptation's flowery ways,
Save me from sin and evil all my days,
For thine is all the power, and thine be all the praise.
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