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SKELETONS.
Others stab us with sad sweet looks
From eyes like those of a martyr-saint,
Fire-refined from all mortal taint.
From eyes like those of a martyr-saint,
Fire-refined from all mortal taint.
O dear Christ, who didst bow and bleed
Under the burden laid on Thee,
Hear the prayer of our bitter need;
Though unlightened our loads may be,
Help us to carry them patiently!
Under the burden laid on Thee,
Hear the prayer of our bitter need;
Though unlightened our loads may be,
Help us to carry them patiently!
