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“Open the Window Eastward”
Open the window Eastward: let the glowOf morning strike on thy expectant face:
Invite by prayer His early rays of grace
Which from the flushing Orient duly flow.
Then to thy daily calling. Take the bow
And arrows of thy warfare. Let Him place
His loving hands on thine: now shoot apace;
His blessing with thy strenuous work shall go.
No feeble slackness in thy hand be found,
And no unworthy sparing of the foe;
Each weak besetment, smite it to the ground,
Not once or twice, but with repeated blow.
So shall the eventide with light be crowned,
And thou the secret of the Lord shalt know.
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