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 Remember me! the Voids of Hell Expand enormous all around. Strong friend of souls, Emmanuel, Redeem me from accursed ground.

The long descent of wasted days, To these at last have led me down; Remember that I filled with praise The meaningless and doubtful ways That lead to an eternal town.

I challenged and I kept the Faith, The bleeding path alone I trod; It darkens. Stands about my wraith, And harbour me—almighty God!

THE BIRDS

When Jesus Christ was four years old, The angels brought Him toys of gold, Which no man ever had bought or sold.

And yet with these He would not play. He made Him small fowl out of clay, And blessed them till they flew away: Tu creasti Domine.

Jesus Christ, Thou child so wise, Bless mine hands and fill mine eyes, And bring my soul to Paradise.