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Trinitarian Litany: Hide Me

From pride’s self-circled center which
Requires a crowd that can applaud
Each word of mine, each move and twitch,
Deliver me, O Father God!

From sloth’s complacent settling in,
Remaining still when called to run,
Entangled and beset by sin,
Deliver me, O risen Son!

From lying to myself and others,
Recounting words that hurt the most,
Eviscerating friends and brothers,
Deliver me, O Holy Ghost!

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