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Pure Desire


Up the hill, to the whiter than snow-shine,
Help me to climb, and dwell in pardon's light.
I must be pure as Thou, or ever less
Than Thy design of me - therefore incline
My heart to take men's wrongs as Thou tak'st mine.
- Springs in the Valley (October 21)

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