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Sorrow, come! lend true repentant tears
To a woeful, wretched wight.
Hence, Despair! With sad tormenting fears.
Do not, О do not my poor heart affright.
Pity, sweet Jesu, help now or never,
Mark me not to endless pain,
Alas, that I have sinn'd, I hope,
I hope help doth remain
Though that down, down, down I fall,
yet I shall rise and never fall.
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