Vespers
This returning march seems parallel
to that God's choosing am impelled
to wile away all losing
not some instanced recognize!
The gifts I sought excelled
are fully given not excise,
my heart sure ridden with concise
delivers that injustice realize!
Now nothing new can compromise
my faith so driven with demise,
my soul forgiven knows its size,
no more the loft impersonating lies!
Return to pathways hidden, so advise
enumerating virtue, nor implies
I ask again for hope as truth complies ~
it is my vespers keeping . . . Godly tries!
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