As a villain,
That restless distress of my heart,
In fury battles with me.
The worldly life so contemptible
I hold as permanent.
As it is meet for me to receive Thy Grace,
So may Thou grant it.
Thou, the Ancient Being of Pervasive Bliss,
So easy for those
Who have ended the sorrow of earthly bonds!
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