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A Prayer For Strength.

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Carico d'anni.     Burdened with years and full of sinfulness,             With evil custom grown inveterate,             Both deaths I dread that close before me wait,             Yet feed my heart on poisonous thoughts no less.     No strength I find in mine own feebleness             To change or life or love or use or fate,             Unless Thy heavenly guidance come, though late,             Which only helps and stays our nothingness.     'Tis not enough, dear Lord, to make me yearn             For that celestial home, where yet my soul             May be new made, and not, as erst, of nought:     Nay, ere Thou strip her mortal vestment, turn             My steps toward the steep ascent, that whole             And pure before Thy face she may be brought.

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