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 Though death seem life, and night Bid fear call darkness light, Time, faith, and hope keep trust, through sorrow and shame, Till Christ, by Paul cast out, Return, and all the rout Of raging slaves whose prayer defiles his name Rush headlong to the deep, and die, And leave no sign to say that faith once heard them lie.

Since man, with a child's pride proud, and abashed as a child and afraid, Made God in his likeness, and bowed him to worship the Maker he made, No faith more dire hath enticed man's trust than the saint's whose creed Made Caiaphas one with Christ, that worms on the cross might feed.