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But you....

I once trembled with apprehension,
But You've taken that away.
That You'll leave I fear You'll mention,
But You say You're here to stay.
'Neath the world's great weight I staggered,
But You made me free of that.
I feared the enemy'd have me daggered,
But in the enemy's face You spat.
Now to You I'm indebted eternally,
So I ask what of me You wish.
You only ask one thing of me:
That on this earth men I fish.

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