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 184 POEMS.


 * III.

T least to pray is left, is left.
 * O Jesus! in the air

I know not which thy chamber is, — I'm knocking everywhere.

Thou stirrest earthquake in the South, And maelstrom in the sea; Say, Jesus Christ of Nazareth, Hast thou no arm for me?