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| My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door. … I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake. (Song of Sol. 5:4‑6) |
| His hand at last, the hand once pierced for me, Forever holdeth mine; O Lord, no songs, no harps of heaven will be Sweet as one word of Thine. |
| Lord, altogether lovely! then at last High shall the merit be; Thy touch outweigh the weary ages past Of hearts that brake for Thee. |
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