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Open Your gates of eternal peace,
Compassion divine;
Let the tired soul now find release
Within Your shrine.
Aeons of dark have fallen upon it,
Burden of night;
Time has snatched a wing and torn it,
Dust dimmed its sight.
Earth's layers have crusted around its breath,
Choked up its life:
Pale ghosts of pain, hauntings of death,
Agony, strife...
O open the prison-bars, set free
The yearning flame;
Open the doors of eternity
In Your Love's Name.
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