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126 olden times! An’ the fear o’ You an’ the dread o’ You ’ll be on all nations ag’in!

[A heavy gust of wind strikes the house, followed by terrific thunder and lightning. ''rises to a standing position, his knees trembling. As the noise of the thunder dies away his fear is transformed into joy. He stands firmly on his feet and looks toward heaven, his voice ringing out triumphantly'']

I hear You, Lord! An’, like Joshua o’ old, I go to do Your will!

[He rushes out.]