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 Is hate, not help to me, it may with mine Draw thir own ruin who attempt the deed.
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To the Spirits of just men long opprest! When God into the hands of thir deliverer Puts invincible might To quell the mighty of the Earth, th' oppressour, The brute and boist'rous force of violent men Hardy and industrious to support Tyrannic power, but raging to pursue The righteous and all such as honour Truth; He all thir Ammunition And feats of War defeats With plain Heroic magnitude of mind And celestial vigour arm'd Thir Armories and Magazins contemns, Renders them useless, while With winged expedition Swift as the lightning glance he executes Rh