Everything’s finishing. Soul, it is time to awake,
shake from yourself the thin bindings belonging to folly.
Fall on your knees and release now, for liberty’s sake,
sin’s worse entanglements, cords of more durable gauge.
Nothing you’re doing will matter eventually, all
making no difference. If so, and however outrageous,
pitch your voice way up there, giving God praise and thus wholly
showing”in pious, melodious passages”courage.
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