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We fast and plead, we weep and pray,
     From morning until even;
We feel to find the holy way,
     We knock at the gate of heaven! [341]
And when in silent awe we wait,
     And word and sign forbear,
The hinges of the golden gate
     Move, soundless, to our prayer!
Who hears the eternal harmonies
     Can heed no outward word;
Blind to all else is he who sees
     The vision of the Lord!

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