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Awake in me a truer life,—
 A soul to labor and aspire!
Touch Thou my mortal lips, God,
 With thine own truth's immortal fire!

Be with me in my darkened hours;
 Bind up my bruised heart once more;
The grandeur of a lofty hope
 About my lowly being pour!

Give strength unto my spirit's wing,
 Give light unto my spirit's eye,
And let the sunshine of thy smile
 Upon my upward pathway lie!

Thus, when my soul in thy pure faith
 Hath grown serene, and free, and strong,
Thy greatness may exalt my thought,
 Thy love make beautiful my song.