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The Hand But Not the Heart

CHAPTER VII
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Weak, trembling, exhausted she bowed herself, and in anguish of spirit prayed-- "Oh, my Father, sustain me! Give me light, strength, patience, endurance.

I am walking darkly, and the way is rough and steep.

Let me not fall.

The floods roar about me--let me not sink beneath them.
My heart is failing under its heavy burden.

Oh, bear me up! The sky is black--show me some rift in the clouds, for I am fainting in this rayless night.


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