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Lord, Your story, | |||
As there's never a close, | |||
Whenever I speak, thereon I see: | |||
As much is spoke, that much is untold. | |||
The nebulae of the distant sky, | |||
In their every rift, there too You are writ. | |||
As much as Your message celestial, | |||
It does descend, still I don't comprehend. | |||
With folded hands I stand gazing, | |||
A stream of tears flowing quietly. | |||
In the dungeons of hell | |||
Mid honey-coated resin scents, | |||
Or with harpstrings resounding | |||
On moonlit nights intoxicating, | |||
Still, many tales and many pains, | |||
In the | For endless time, mute they remain. | ||
remain | |||
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