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In the Gates of Death rejoice!

We see and hold the good—

Bear witness, Earth, we have made our choice

With Freedom's brotherhood!

Then praise the Lord Most High

Whose Strength hath saved us whole,

Who bade us choose that the Flesh should die

And not the living Soul!

To the God in man displayed—

Where e'er we see that Birth,

Be love and understanding paid

As never yet on earth!

To the Spirit that moves in Man,

On Whom all worlds depend,

Be Glory since our world began

And service to the end! Rudyard Kipling