Lord, rebuke me not in wrath, nor in anger hide your face; vast the heights of agony, great the depths of my disgrace. Flesh and spirit languish sore, O forget my soul no more. Lord, you mercies are not bound by designs which cannot move, but are measured in the realm founded through your steadfast love. All distress shall pass me by, when, by grace, you hear me cry.
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