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Because I ever have gone down Thy ways / With joyous heart and undivided praise, / I pray Thee, Lord, of Thy great loving-kindness, / Thou'lt make to-day even as my yesterdays!"
(At the edge of the yellow dawn I saw them stand, / Body and Soul; and they were hand-in-hand: / The Soul looked backward where the last night's blindness / Lay still upon the unawakened land;