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My Prayer.

My cry is unto Thee, oh God,

From out this dark abyss of woe

In which, a second time,

Thy loving hand hath plunged
me.

The gloom is thick about me,

And I cannot see my way.

Hold Thou my hand

And lead me gently out

Into the light once more

Where I can see Thy face

And know Thy smile is on
me still,

And that 'tis love, Thy won-