hast thou not bidst me love thee, God and king?
all, all thine own, soul heart and strength and mind.
i see thy cross; there teach my heart to cling:
o let me seek thee and o let me find!
-george croly
so many distractions.
so much uncertain anxiety.
such grasping desires.
such short memory.
he stoops to my weakness.
but i forget often.
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