Lift Me, Lord.

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Lift Me, Lord Lift me, Lord, for I fall and nothing stays me, loveless and heedless, without faith or fear. I long to rise but lie unmoving here: the very self that wishes disobeys me. Though one, my self divides and then betrays me: at once both dead, alive; sad, full of cheer; not able--though I can--to persevere, I flee the sin that tangles and delays...

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