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 The deep green hue of saith How flourishing the estate of faith Which, in them all that perfect be Shall never wither utterly, In whose firm keeping safe we fight With Satan's wile and Satan's might.

The azure light of stone Resembles that Celestial Throne: A symbol of each simple heart That grasps in hope the better part: Whose life each holy deed combines, And in the light of virtue shines.

Like fire, though pale in outward show, at length shall glow; Carried abroad, its radiance streams: At home, in shade it hides its gleams: It marks their holiness and grace Who do good deeds in secret place.

The burns, intensely bright, With radiance of an olive light: This is the faith that highest shines, No deed of charity declines, And seeks no rest, and shuns no strife, In working out a holy life.