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I pray to thee
Shall i hide my face
and look not on thy smile
frightened by thine lies
and carefully guided
devious eyes
Thou show me i am but
a lowly girl in
this dreary world
Covered in my own sins
take now thy love from thee
let me not live past 'morrow
Mine eyes cry out for thee
and i no not where
to turn in the dark hours
Shed your tears not good friend
But lie off and test me
no more
I pray to thee, lover
let me go into the darkest
hour above the rest
You are my fairest caller
and i pray that thee
shall be my last
