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Non nobis Domine! —
 Not unto us, O Lord!
The Praise or Glory be
 Of any deed or word;
For in Thy Judgment lies
 To crown or bring to nought
All knowledge or device
 That Man has reached or wrought.

And we confess our blame—
 How all too high we hold
That noise which men call Fame,
 That dross which men call Gold.
For these we undergo
 Our hot and godless days,
But in our hearts we know
 Not unto us the Praise.

O Power by Whom we live—
 Creator, Judge, and Friend,
Upholdingly forgive
 Nor fail us at the end:
But grant us well to see
 In all our piteous ways—
Non nobis Domine!—
 Not unto us the Praise!
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