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At least to pray is left, is left.
O Jesus! in the air / I know not which thy chamber is, -- / I 'm knocking everywhere.
Thou stirrest earthquake in the South, / And maelstrom in the sea; / Say, Jesus Christ of Nazareth, / Hast thou no arm for me?