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My Lord Supreme,
What a beautiful
God-blossoming morning!
Alas, my mind is too feeble
To embody my God-gratitude.
Alas, my heart is too stupid
To accept my Lord’s God-Compassion.
Alas, my life is too blind
To see my Lord’s God-Perfection.
My Lord Supreme,
Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me!