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Because thou are crael and men are piteous
And oar hands labour and thine hand scattereth;
Lo, with hearts rent and knees made tremolous,
Lo, with ephemeral lips and casual breath,
At least we wittness of thee ere we die
That these things are not otherwise, but thus;
That each man in his heart sigheth, and saith,
That all men even as I,
All we are against thee, against thee, O God most high*)