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But I find that thy will knows no end in me. And when old words

die out on the tongue, new melodies break forth from the heart;

and where the old tracks are lost, new country is revealed with

its wonders.

38.

That I want thee, only thee-let my heart repeat without end. All

desires that distract me, day and night, are false and empty to

the core.

As the night keeps hidden in its gloom the petition for light,

even thus in the depth of my unconsciousness rings the cry-I want

thee, only thee.

As the storm still seeks its end in peace when it strikes against

peace with all its might, even thus my rebellion strikes against

thy love and still its cry is-I want thee, only thee.

39.

When the heart is hard and parched up, come upon me with a shower

of mercy.

When grace is lost from life, come with a burst of song.

When tumultuous work raises its din on all sides shutting me out

from beyond, come to me, my lord of silence, with thy peace and

rest.