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Falling die," fruit Lord,
"If from

thyself life into must darkness thou in be lie. Would'st work see in die.
Fall the others,
Thou buried,
Low ground,

and not darkness,
Light life glad rise. He glory
He new thee greet thine bid eyes,
And But shall leaves in thee in shall

thou death's to pathway
And passest the meet life gateway
He crave share?
As there. His will Dost thou thru to thee tread

blessed learn live out a secret,
He shalt that Thou in a shall harvest rise. dies;
From life secret
Shall poured the

it If message hear the die, oh,