Fill Thou Me.
Fill my poor frame with thy strong light.
Take thou from me this my black shroud
Of cloudy gloom. Such a blighted
Spirit cannot but disallow
Place for happiness this day.
Thus, I pray thee, do thou present
Me comfort dear, without delay.
Thy strong heart can lift my pain.
This dark mood will then relent
And, perchance, shall I find peace again.
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