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[This be ever on my mind]

Amalek smote the hindmost. —xxv. 18.

This be ever on my mind,
And fill my heart with fear,
Lest again I lag behind,
And loiter in the rear;

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Let me, Lord, unwearied press
Toward the things before, above,
With the foremost strive to seize
The prize of perfect love.