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Thy love shall chant itself in its own beatitudes, after its own life-working. A childs kiss set on thy lips. Shall make the[e] glad. A poor man served by thee, Shall make the[e] rich; A sick man helped by thee, shall make the[e] strong; Thou shalt be served thyself by every sense of service which thou renderest. |
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