human
and thou art borne along with it, no longer a solitary, weary pilgrim, without an arm to sustain or kindred heart to cheer, but we humbly trust, one of that innumerable, glorious company, who, clothed in white robes and bearing branching palms, sing the great praise-song that never shall end,
gpt
Allelulia--the Lord God omnipotent reigneth.
human
Come, madness! come unto me senseless death, I cannot suffer this! here, rocky wall, Scatter these brains, or dull them.
gpt
I know not, I ask not, If guilt's in thy heart-- I but know that I love thee, Whatever thou art.