BOOK III NIGHT
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O Holiest Truth! how have I lied to thee!
I vow’d this day thy sacrifice to be;
But I am dim ere night.
Surely I made my prayer, and I did deem
That I could keep in me thy morning beam,
Immaculate and bright.
But my foot slipp’d; and, as I lay, he came,
My gloomy foe, and robb’d me of heaven’s flame.
Help thou my darkness, Lord, till I am light.
—John Henry Newman.
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