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-In autumn my flower basket, oh it will fill—
+In prewinter, oh my flower-tray, it will be full;
-It will fill with Your touch of life.
+It will be full of Your vital touch.
-The flowers are all withdrawing,
+All the flowers are withdrawing
-Disrespected and neglected.
+From neglect, from inattention.
-Those among them who remain—
+Among them there are some
-Oh, they will wear many colors;
+Who don colored garments...
-They will wear Your touch of life.
+They'll dress in Your vital touch.
-On trees, with names unknown,
+Upon the trees, names unknown,
-All the birds in their tiny nests—
+The birds all in tiny abodes,
-Oh, they will accept Your name as their own;
+They deem Your name as their own,
-They will accept Your touch of life.
+They think so by Your vital touch.
-In Your mind I exist;
+In Your mind do I exist...
-I integrate my color with Your color.
+I've made my hue mingle with Yours;
-Blending my melody with Your melody—
+In Your tune, my tune is mixed...
-Oh, it will exude ambrosia;
+Oh it will exude nectar;
-It will exude Your touch of life.
+It will drip with Your vital touch.
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