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I should have been too glad, I see---

Too lifted---for the scant degree

Of Life's penurious Round---

My little Circuit would have shamed

This new Circumference---have blamed---

The homelier time behind.

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I should have been too saved---I see---

Too rescued---Fear too dim to me

That I could spell the Prayer

I knew so perfect---yesterday---

That Scalding One---Sabachthani---

Recited fluent---here---

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Earth would have been too much---I see---

And Heaven---not Enough for me---

I should have had the Joy

Without the Fear---to justify---

The Palm---without the Calvary---

So Savior---Crucify

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Defeat---whets Victory---they say---

The Reefs---in old Gethsemane---

Endear the +Shore---beyond!

'Tis Beggars---Banquets---can define---

'Tis Thirsting---vitalizes Wine---

Faith +bleats---to understand --

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+Coast +faints

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