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benign art thou to create all things potent and purposeful And how kind to shield us from satan by pervading the universe How best can we redeem our debt, tell us O Lord " A song soulful Burst out from a but one night, sung by a saint in sweet verse. When the pitch reached the apex, it rent the sky as it were There it rained all on a sudden, keeping every one in fear Then came there for shelter, a man soaked, and asked the saint "May I get in?" "Yes, it's yours as much as mine. " said the saint. "But Sir, here's room enough for one to lie down, and two to sit So let us sit and pray to God " he add. " for giving this to sit " The stranger being no stranger to Devotion, soon was absorbed, And made the hill and dale dance to the tune, he then composed. Double voices and redoubled zeal set, the elements in commotion, There was heavy down pour anon and no trace of its demotion, Seeking refuge, there came another weather-beaten unlucky man An asked, " May I get asylum? " " why doubt, " said the first man
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