English Poem–Yoke it like a mule

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My mind, like a lazy and corrupted entity, has dragged my wisdom to the nether end.

It never allowed me to rise above the imprudent and fleeting entanglements of this world.

Yoke it like a mule to the cart of your service, my Lord, and with the whip of your all-conquering power, let me follow your commands.

Let me have a touch of your whip, if your beatific hand is not my lot.



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