Dear Master, in whose life I see
All that I long and fail to be;
Let thy clear light for ever shine,
To shame and guide this life of mine.
Though what I dream and what I do
In my poor days are always two,
Help me, oppressed by things undone,
O thou, whose dreams and deeds were one.
~ John Hunter
In my poor days are always two,
Help me, oppressed by things undone,
O thou, whose dreams and deeds were one.
~ John Hunter
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