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136. I Bring for Thee the Myrrh of Devotion

With folded hands, bowed head, and heart laden with the myrrh of reverence, I come to Thee. Thou art my parents; I am Thy child. Thou art the Master; I am ready to obey the silent command of Thy voice. I conjured the fragrant devotion of all hearts and mixed it with my tears. Now I am ready to wash Thy feet in the silence. A river of my ardent crystal tears of craving will rush to meet Thee. Wilt Thou see that my boisterous flood of devotion is not lost in the desert of disappointment? Wilt Thou see that my mad flood of devotion follows the right course, which leads to Thee?

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