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of the trackless deep,

Leaving all, our fathers came,

Life and liberty to keep

In Jehovah's awful name.

Neither pillared flame nor cloud

Made the wild, for them, rejoice,

But their hearts, with sorrow bowed,

In the darkness heard His voice.

Things above them they divined—

Thoughts of God, forever true,