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O my Lord, O my Lord! These two bright orbs are wedded in Thy love, conjoined
in servitude to Thy Holy Threshold, united in
ministering to Thy Cause. Make Thou this marriage
to be as threading lights of Thine abounding
grace, O my Lord, the All-Merciful, the luminous
rays of Thy bestowals, O Thou the Beneficent,
the Ever-Giving, that there may branch out
from this great tree boughs that will grown green
and flourishing through the gifts that rain down
from Thy clouds of grace.
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