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My Lord! How hopeless all attempts
To approach you through my muteness.
Of my many rights, only the right to make mistakes
Have I fully exercised.

As a moth that falls, singed,
Away from the flame into the congealing darkness -
Thus I once ran, blinded,
From following your word.

The world grew dim, the spirit trapped
The abyss opened before me
But I believed that you would stand, immovable,
Behind even those fallen to the abyss

Yet when the guard's hammer struck the door,
Closing the retreat to the light of being,
I turned around, feeling chill in my heart,
And there, my Lord, you were not.

Thus the second death overtakes the first
And renders causes meaningless.
Since then I hear but do not understand,
Since then I live without living.

Only memory, that fragile tower,
Keeps secure the unearthly hope.
I wait - the Redeemer will break the bonds
From the cross he will come to me.

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