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 and become like the chaff of the summer threshing floor that the wind hath carried away and behold the Stone which hath smitten to nothing all transitory glory is become is 'exceedingly great, and filled all in all.' This is He whom nothing would overcome; he entered the lists with Death and Hell and gave, them an eternal soil; So that they lie under His feet and the feet of the chosen, for ever and ever.

Could ten thousand deaths overcome him? Were no devils and wicked men fools that imagined to bind Him with ? What would chains greater than many worlds, what would unite numbers of mountains of brass be to hold him down that he not again? 'How did this Lion of the tribe of Judah rouse himself from the sleep of death like a mighty man after wine?' and made heaven, and earth, and, all to quake? Who but he the Standard bearer among ten thousand, Who but the Prince of the Kings of the earth. Who but the Mighty Captain of the Lord’s hosts could have done to valiantly? Thou, only hast done heroically, O Well beloved. You little heroes of time, your magnanimity and heroic acts