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‘Tis true – They shut me in the Cold –
But then – Themselves were warm
And could not know the feeling ’twas –
Forget it – Lord – of Them –
Let not my Witness hinder Them
In Heavenly esteem –
No Paradise could be – Conferred
Through Their beloved Blame –
The Harm They did – was short – And since
Myself – who bore it – do –
Forgive Them – Even as Myself –
Or else – forgive not me –
