| Pray, such an act of faith |
| For my sake didst thou fast |
| Sore love towards my leave |
| Starved thee in vain |
| For my sake did thou ache |
| Such anguish for a vague return |
| And for my sake didst thou give |
| Over precious life to the death |
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| Give unto me |
| Thou who gave thyself to me |
| Let thy blood wash away |
| The stains of my sins |
| Let the infamy hide |
| My rectitude |
| As my grief and disease increase |
| So surge thou thy guilt, to the death! |
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| Mind the jury, great or small |
| To be ready when death do the call |
| Mind the judges great and tall |
| To be ready when you do the call |
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| For I am flesh, I am bones |
| The testimony of men |
| The legacy of Cain |
| But even when death seals |
| The eyes of my shell |
| Let the eyes of my mind |
| See over the veil |
| Of the holy of holies |
| For I am the lidless eye |
| Gazing beyond human greed |
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| Pray unto me |
| Thou who gave thyself to me |
| Let thy blood wash away |
| The stains of my sins |
| And let the infamy hide |
| My rectitude |
| As my grief and diseases |
| So surge thou thy guilt, to the death! |
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