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-- Proverbs xxiv. 11, 12.
I have done I know not what, -- what have I done? / My brother's blood, my brother's soul, doth cry: / And I find no defence, find no reply, / No courage more to run this race I run / Not knowing what I have done, have left undone; / Ah me, these awful unknown hours that fly / Fruitless it may be, fleeting fruitless by / Rank with death-savor underneath the sun. / For what avails it that I did not know / The deed I did? what profits me the plea / That had I known I had not wronged him so? / Lord Jesus Christ, my God, him pity Thou; / Lord, if it may be, pity also me: / In judgment pity, and in death, and now.