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...from retributions' righteous blow Then turn from the blotted archieves of the past And find the future pages white as snow. Art thou a mourner? Rouse thee from thy spell; Art thou a sinner? Sin may be forgiven. Each day gives thee light to lead thy feet from hell. Each night a star to lead...

...Retribution's righteous blow? Then turn from the blotted archives of the past, And find the future pages white as snow. Art thou a mourner? Rouse thee from thy spell; Art thou a sinner ? Sin may be forgiven ; Each day gives thee light to lead thy feet from Hell. Each night a star to...

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...from retributions' righteous blow Then turn from the blotted archieves of the past And find the future pages white as snow. Art thou a mourner? Rouse thee from thy spell; Art thou a sinner? Sin may be forgiven. Each day gives thee light to lead thy feet from hell, Eiich night a star to lead...

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