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 Grace in that garb at length we see, The Flesh hath conquered misery. They, by whom their monarch perished Lost the kingdom, that they cherished, And for a sign and wonder Cain Is set who never shall be slain.

Reprobated and rejected Was this Stone that, now elected, For a Trophy stands erected And a precious Cornerstone: Sin's, not Nature's, termination, He creates a new Creation, And Himself their colligation, Binds two peoples into one.

Give we glory to the Head, O'er the members love be shed!