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 That of a Nation arm'd the strength contain'd: And I perswade me God had not permitted His strength again to grow up with his hair Garrison'd round about him like a Camp Of faithful Souldiery, were not his purpose To use him further yet in some great service, Not to sit idle with so great a gift Useless, and thence ridiculous about him. And since his strength with eye-sight was not lost, God will restore him eye-sight to his strength.
 * Chor.Thy hopes are not ill founded nor seem vain

Of his delivery, and thy joy thereon Conceiv'd, agreeable to a Fathers love, In both which we, as next participate.
 * Man.I know your friendly minds andO what noise!

Mercy of Heav'n what hideous noise was that! Horribly loud unlike the former shout.
 * Chor.Noise call you it or universal groan

As if the whole inhabitation perish'd,  Rh