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From that inatiable abys,

Where flames devour and erpents his,

Promote me to thy eat of blis.

Protrate my contrite heart I rend,

My God, my Father, and my Friend:

Do not forake me in my end!

Well may they cure their econd breath

Who rie to a reviving death:

Thou great Creator of mankind,

Let guilty man compaion find!