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...consider how my light is spent Ere half my days, in this dark world and wide, And that one talent, which is death to hide, Lodged with me useless, though...account, lest He, returning, chide: "Doth God exact day labor, light denied?" I fondly ask; but Patience, to prevent That murmur, soon replies, "God doth...

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