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[Jesus, my desperate helplessness]
Jesus, my desperate helplessnessForced by ten thousand falls to own,
With fear and trembling I confess
One hour I cannot stand alone;
I surely shall myself betray,
My Lord perfidiously deny,
Left to myself this very day,
And Judas-like despair and die.
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