When Selfhood can discern no comfort for its cares
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When Selfhood can discern no comfort for its cares,
Whither may I turn but to you whose strength my spirit shares?
Where may I find but in you,
Beethoven, Bach, Mozart,
Timeless, eternally true,
Heavens that may hold my heart?
Rivers of peace that run beyond the setting sun,
And where all names are one, green Paradise apart.
When Selfhood can discern no comfort for its cares,
Whither may I turn but to you whose strength my spirit shares?
Where may I find but in you,
Beethoven, Bach, Mozart,
Timeless, eternally true,
Heavens that may hold my heart?
Rivers of peace that run beyond the setting sun,
And where all names are one, green Paradise apart.
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