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At the Well

 Br Patrick O’Loughlin, LC   This body barely keeps up pace, my heart forgets its bounds, And wearied mind and muscles ache still far from far-flung towns. At this long journey’s start I knew the cost to pay, the worst To come, the hunger pains to bear, but oh what wrenching thirst! I stumble, stead’ing…