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Reject not my unworthy prayer,
Preserve me from the dangerous snare,
Which death and gaping hell prepare.
Give my immortal soul a place among Thy chosen right-hand race,
The sons of God, and heirs of grace.
From that abyss, Where flames devour and serpents hiss,
Deliver me, and raise to bliss.
Prostrate my contrite heart I rend,
My God, my Father and my Friend!
Do not forsake me in the end.
Well may they curse their second birth,
Who rise to a surviving death.
Thou great Creator of mankind,
Let all Thy faithful mercy find. Amen.
