Lord of spirits, I surrender For Thy use Thy gifts to me: O but show Thy mercy tender When my song no more shall be; More and more my heart???s aflutter With the thoughts I may not utter, While life???s riddle great I ponder. Let my laurels in oblivion Turn to dust, I shall rejoice If my soul, renewed, is given There to sing with sacred voice, If, in accents pure and glorious, I may join the hymn victorious At Thy throne to harps of Heaven.
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