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VII
JUDICA ME, DEUS

He who prays to be delivered from the evil man asks to be saved from himself.

The Other Way

We prove all paths, nor find a road in one;
Seek many things beneath the wintry sun
Which shines alone on this dim earth of ours;
But when the barren strife at length is done
May grace, free-handed, come with blessed dowers
And shew the true way strewn with deathless flowers.

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Judge Thou between our part of life, which yearns
To reach Thee, and that burden of our dole—
The part of death which into death returns:
Proclaim Thy high salvation in the soul,
Fill with Thy light and in Thy love make whole!

The soul is sad and disturbed because of the great distance; but this is a part of her illusion.