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 All things are pure, his strong controlling Love Alike from all educing perfect good.

Their's too celestial courage, inly arm'd Dwarfing Earth's giant brood, what time they muse On their great Father, great beyond compare! And marching onwards view high o'er their heads His waving Banners of Omnipotence.

Who the Creator love, created might Dread not: within their tents no Terrors walk. For they are Holy Things before the Lord Aye-unprofan'd, tho' Earth should league with Hell! Altar grasping with an eager hand , the wild-visag'd, pale, eye-starting wretch, Sure-refug'd hears his hot pursuing fiends