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night,
Of fates upon his track, —
O, love, I cannot let you go!
I cannot keep you back!

Nay, Lord, I know not what I ask
I know not how to pray:
Hear Thou the crying soul aright mother-soul,
And not the words I say.
Do Thou what seemeth good to Thee
So he be spared from sin;
And, oh! if love can aught avail,
Let mine be counted in.

["Awake" by Ada Cambridge (1844-1926), verses slightly out of order.]