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Rh "To him protection hall be hewn, &emsp;"And mercy from above "Decend on thoe who thus fulfil &emsp;"The perfect law of love."

 

WAKE, my oul! lift up thine eyes, See where thy foes againt thee rie, In long array, a numerous hot; Awake, my oul, or thou art lot.

Here giant danger threat'ning tands Mutering his pale terrific bands; There pleaure's ilken banners pread, And willing ouls are captive led.  Rh