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My soul is terribly wounded and I lie there in the path of life, naked of any virtue.
The priest, seeing me in the agony of my unhealable wounds looks past me and attends not unto me.
The Levite, unable to bear my soul-destroying pain, attends not unto me.
But Thou, who in Thy good will wast incarnate, not from Samaria, but from Maria, O Christ God, Grant me healing, pouring upon me Thy great mercy.