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Lord grant that I might walk softly,
Down quiet, untrodden ways.
That I might explore the hidden recesses
Of the mind, henceforth unsearched.
Let me plum the depths of love
And reach down into the darkness
To recover Truth,
As he is always, wrapped in light.
Give me the wood, the field and Glen,
Where you can dwell in the open air.
Deliver me from...
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