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Of ancient times I dream, of vanished days;

Now wild disquiet rageth unrestrained;

Scorned and reproached by all, from godly ways

Have I, alas, refrained.

Afar mine eyes have strayed, and I have erred,

And deaf I made mine ears, their listening quelled;

And righteous is the Lord, for at His word

I sorely have rebelled.

Perverseness have I loved, and wrongful thought,

And hating good, strove righteousness to shun,

And in mine actions foolishness have wrought;

Great evil have I done.

Pardon, I pray Thee, our iniquity,

O God, from Thine high dwelling, and behold

The souls that in affliction weep to Thee—

For lo! I have grown old.