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As Prayer

by Lydia Harris

Broken pots do multiply by land and by water.

Replenish them, restore them to our dwelling,
cloke them, let them clap their hands,
let them rest in quietness,
neither confounding nor dividing.
Deliver them from whirlwind and tempest.
Suddenly turn their dearth into plenty.


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