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MORTAL: / The world is full of selfishness and greed. / Lord, I would lave its sin.
SPIRIT: / Yea, mortal, earth of thy good help has need. / Go cleanse _thyself_ within.
MORTAL: / Mine ear is hurt by harsh and evil speech. / I would reform men's ways.
SPIRIT: / There is but one convincing way to teach. / Speak _thou_ but words of praise.
MORTAL: / On every hand is wretchedness and grief, / Despondency and fear. / Lord, I would give my fellow men relief.
SPIRIT: / Be, then, all hope, all cheer.
MORTAL: / Lord, I look outward and grow sick at heart, / Such need of change I see.
SPIRIT: / Mortal, look _in_. Do thy allotted part, / And leave the rest to ME.