Congregation:

  What am I to you that you order me to love you, and unless I do it,

  you are angry with me, and threaten immense miseries?

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  The house of my soul is narrow—may you enlarge it.

  It is in ruins; remake it. It has things that offend your eyes, I confess and I know.

  But who will cleanse it? Or to whom besides you shall I cry:

  Congregation:

  “By thee we were saved.”