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ALL SOULS
I pace along my lonely way,
Sedate, who once was wildly gay,
Ferocious in my sadness too,
As one whose pleasure Fate should do,
Sedate, who once was wildly gay,
Ferocious in my sadness too,
As one whose pleasure Fate should do,
The lessons of these many years
Resounding in unwilling ears.
My saints were visions in the clouds,
With haloes that no shadow shrouds.
Resounding in unwilling ears.
My saints were visions in the clouds,
With haloes that no shadow shrouds.
But I walk painfully and slow,
With many another child of woe,
And pass Thy palace gate before,
For judgment open evermore.
With many another child of woe,
And pass Thy palace gate before,
For judgment open evermore.
Here perfect truth shall guide the hand
By which the balance fine is spanned;
And here is known the deep intent
Of Love that never may repent.
By which the balance fine is spanned;
And here is known the deep intent
Of Love that never may repent.
Oh! at that broad ancestral hearth,
Renew the promise of our birth!
For goals that we have failed to reach,
For lessons that we could not teach,
Renew the promise of our birth!
For goals that we have failed to reach,
For lessons that we could not teach,
Give us the hope that never dies.
Let its calm sentence make us wise,
Redeemed from sorrow, freed from sin,
Let us, the erring, enter in!
Let its calm sentence make us wise,
Redeemed from sorrow, freed from sin,
Let us, the erring, enter in!
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