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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=339761" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Holy Communion</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Father, for Jesus' sake,<br>Low at the footstool of Thy throne, I pray<br>That Thou, into Thine arms of love, to-day<br>My trembling soul wilt take.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thine eyes can see, I know,<br>How many a dark and fearful spot of sin<br>Stains the white garment Thou didst clothe it in,<br>Once undefiled as snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I dare not come alone<br>Into Thy presence for that sin to plead;<br>But there is One who waits to intercede—<br>Whose merits will atone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Into the holy place<br>He takes the incense of our common prayer,<br>Which, mingling with His own, ascendeth there<br>Up to Thy throne of grace.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All too unclean it is,<br>Too cold and weak, above this earth to rise,<br>Save He, in love eternal, sanctifies<br>And hallows it with His.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Therefore accept from me,<br>Through His hands, now, my weak and wavering will;<br>And deign my heart's deep longing to fulfil,<br>As it seems best to Thee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pour down Thy healing light<br>Into the dark depths of my soul this day;<br>Dissolve the mists and shadows—oh, I pray,<br>Let it no more be night!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Spirit of love, reveal<br>All hidden sins against Thy blessed name,<br>That I may weep for them in utter shame<br>As in Thy, church I kneel.<br>And now, oh cleanse them out!<br>Make fair again Thine olden dwelling-place;<br>And let the fruitful streams of love and grace<br>Compass it round about.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord, with repentance, give<br>Faith, deep and strong, that naught may undermine<br>Of all that's evil in this world of Thine—<br>Faith that shall breathe and live.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pour from the hallow'd cup<br>Our dear Lord's stainless life into mine own;<br>Put it to my soul's lips—so thirsty grown—<br>And let them drink it up.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ada+Cambridge">Ada Cambridge</a><div class=q>
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Low at the footstool of Thy throne, I pray
That Thou, into Thine arms of love, to-day
My trembling soul wilt take.

Thine eyes can see, I know,
How many a dark and fearful spot of sin
Stains the white garment Thou didst cl..."></div>
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