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Saved I have been . . . saved by a Living Lord.

I have received life through His gracious accord---

given escape from my baser self---as from a trouble some wraith,

comforted in the words compiled by the stellaring faith. 

Lord Jesus:  I pray, as I begin to die,

to be spared that last, and most dire, temptation;

and soaring, starward, toward the Heavenly

Kingdom of unending, jubilant exultation.

I look to You, and unto You, let come my cry.

I thank You, Lord, in offered poetry,

for the Joy of Common Salvation,

which is and shall always be my soul's chiefest exultation

among the redeemed of the great congregation;

as well as my prayer-rope's starward inclination. 

These, together, are my foremost delectation, 

and I offer thanks especially

for Your assurance of Mercy, in infinite abundancy,

(that conquers and removes all human perfidy

and all the spectres of temptation).

Brethren:  let us praise His Mercy, continuously;

His Mercy in which we are kept throughout eternity.