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 "title": "Angelic Guidance",
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    "text": "Are these the tracks of some unearthly Friend,",
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   {
    "text": "His foot-prints, and his vesture-skirts of light,",
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   {
    "text": "Who, as I talk with men, conforms aright",
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   {
    "text": "Their sympathetic words, or deeds that blend",
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   {
    "text": "With my hid thought;⁠—or stoops him to attend",
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   {
    "text": "My doubtful-pleading grief;⁠—or blunts the might",
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   {
    "text": "Of ill I see not;⁠—or in dreams of night",
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   {
    "text": "Figures the scope, in which what is will end?",
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   {
    "text": "Were I Christ’s own, then fitly might I call",
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    "text": "That vision real; for to the thoughtful mind",
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   {
    "text": "That walks with Him, He half unveils His face;",
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   {
    "text": "But, when on earth-stain’d souls such tokens fall,",
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    "text": "These dare not claim as theirs what there they find,",
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    "text": "Yet, not all hopeless, eye His boundless grace.",
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