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In the hall I heard your faints falling,
your trial and my corrections made.

You have all the prayers of my loose heart.
You have all the prayers of ???

No I was not there on the church stairs.
The wind in my hair, a flood through my tear
In the hall I heard your faints falling,   your trial and my corrections made.      You have all the prayers of my loose heart.   You have all the prayers of ???      No I was not there on the church stairs.   The wind in my hair, a flood through my tear
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