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XI
O God, since this Thy earth doth show so fair,
Since mine eyes strain to see, by day and night,
The stars and lustrous planets glowing bright;
And the proud clouds that earth's refreshment bear;
Since the wide sea eternally lies there
Where I may watch his splendor and his might;
Since earth prepareth for my eager sight
The gorgeous raiment she doth gaily wear:

Since here, O God, all things do seem so glad,
Take from my heart this darkness that doth bind
  My joy in fetters, hung in heavy wise;
That, as I now stand silent, being sad,
My heart, set free, may in this fair world find
  The pleasures that are given to mine eyes.

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