prayer, the prospect of death
o thou unknown, alighty cae
of all y hope and fear!
whose dread presence, ere an hour,
perhaps i t appear!
if i have wander&039;d those paths
of life i ought to shun,
as thg, loudly, y breast,
reonstrates i have done;
thou know&039;st that thou hast ford
with passions wild and strong;
and list&039;ng to their witchg voice
has often led wrong
where huan weakness has e short,
or frailty stept aside,
do thou, all-good—for such thou art—
shades of darkness hide
where with tention i have err&039;d,
no other plea i have,
but, thou art good; and goodness still
delighteth to five
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