Strait is the way, the door is strait
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Strait is the way, the door is strait,That leads to joys on high;'T is but a few that find the gate,While thousands pass it by.
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Belovèd self must be denied,The mind and will renewed,Passion suppressed, and patience tried,And vain desires subdued.
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Lord! can a feeble, helpless wormFulfill a task so hard?Thy grace must all my work perform,And give the free reward.