Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay thee,
I do adore thee, and will ever pray thee,
think on thy pity and thy love unswerving,
not my deserving.
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Both Inspiration and Cautionary Tale: Excerpts from Middling
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May I interupt this song lyric (is that what it is?) to tell you that you've been memed? Well, I guess I am.
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