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[Almighty Lord, if day by day]
Almighty Lord, if day by day,
From Thee I further move away,
O let me die to-night, I pray!
From Thee I further move away,
O let me die to-night, I pray!
Yet no: this pray'r is idle breath.
I understand not life or death,
Nor how man's course continueth.
I understand not life or death,
Nor how man's course continueth.
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Swept in a wide and trackless curve,
Though seeming more and more to swerve,
An orbit still it must preserve.
Though seeming more and more to swerve,
An orbit still it must preserve.
I will not seek to live or die;
Do as thou wilt, I'll ask not why.
Keep hold of me—content am I.
Do as thou wilt, I'll ask not why.
Keep hold of me—content am I.
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