Ueber jähe Freud'
Und wehes Zagen,
Ueber Seligkeit,
Verzweifeltes Wagen,
Ueber tiefes Leid
Und schweres Entsagen ...
Hat mich getragen
Deine strenge Hand
In geweihten Tagen.
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