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32 Yet Courage thou, my Sion dear;

And bear of Present Ills thy Share.

Ev'n at the Worft difmifs thy Fears,

For at the Worft thy God appears.

Thy suffering Lord obtain'd his Birth,

In Peace Proclaim'd throughout the Earth.

But th' Manchild of Triumphant Power

Shoots forth ev'n in the Darkness Hour:

He breaks the Clouds, and thunders thro'

The Storm, with Gales that stronger blow.

Soon Awes the Tempests with his Nod:

And quells his Foes with Iron-Rod.

Then shall the Virgin Peace Return;

And Love in Flames Seraphick burn.

And jointly in All Hearts shall Reign;

As ev'ry where they now are Slain.

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