The reckless souls oft long for peace
which you alone can grant and give .
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The pure of hearts , receive your grace
the cause of joy to us below.
We look for strength, we see Your face.
The pure of hearts, receive your grace
and dwell on earth a transient place.
I bend my knees , so meek and low.
The pure of hearts , receive your grace
the cause of joy to us below.
Agatha Lai