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Grant me but courage, Lord! / I ask not that Thou smooth the appointed path; / I ask not any joys the years afford, / I ask not even Thine averted wrath.
Let me but learn to smile -- / Let me face lightly any blow that falls; / Bear bravely with my bondage all the while, / And hug my freedom within prison walls.
Thus when the end draws near, / With lifted head let me the potion quaff, / And so -- as one who never learned to fear -- / Pass on to meet Thy judgment with a laugh.