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Lord, keep thy suppliant's honour.
This is the way of earthly princes and in courts of kings the rule.

Thou alone art Lord of all lords: Thou art crowned above all kings.

In the sea of desire, in the whirlpool of troubles, is my vessel overwhelmed.

Ocean of mercy, e'en now aid me, else my toil is all in vain.
Countless my lives, my births unceasing; vain yesterdays and vain to-day.

O Mighty King, hear his petition, in this hour bring Mehar to shore.
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