Let not despair nor fell revenge
Be to my bosom known;
Oh give me tears for other’s woes,
And patience for my own!

Feed me, O Lord, with needful food:
I ask not wealth nor fame;
But give me eyes to view Thy works,
A heart to praise Thy name.

Oh may my days obscurely pass,
Without remorse or care!
And let me for my parting hour
From day to day prepare.

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