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My sun has set, I dwell / In darkness as a dead man out of sight; / And none remains, not one, that I should tell / To him mine evil plight / This bitter night. / I will make fast my door / That hollow friends may trouble me no more.
"Friend, open to Me. " -- Who is this that calls? / Nay, I am deaf as are my walls: / Cease crying, for I will not hear / Thy cry of hope or fear. / Others were dear, / Others forsook me: what art thou indeed / That I should heed / Thy lamentable need? / Hungry should feed, / Or stranger lodge thee here?