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Song And Pain

Out of my sorrow
      have I made these songs,
              Out of my sorrow;

              Though somewhat
    of the making's eager pain
          From Joy did borrow.

              Someday, I trust,
  God's purpose of Pain for me
            Shall be complete,

                    And then -
to enter the House of Joy…..
              Prepare, my feet.

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  • March 19, 2004
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    dis poem is gr8