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Compassion

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He was a failure, and one day he died.          Across the border of the mapless land     He found himself among a sad-eyed band     Of disappointed souls; they, too, had tried     And missed their purpose.    With one voice they cried          Unto the shining Angel in command:          'Oh, lead us not before our Lord to stand,     For we are failures, failures!    Let us hide.'     Yet on the Angel fared, until they stood          Before the Master.    (Even His holy place     The hideous noises of the earth assailed.)     Christ reached His arms out to the trembling brood,          With God's vast sorrow in His listening face.     Come unto Me,' He said; 'I, too, have failed.'

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