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 Yell at vain distance. Soon refresh'd from Heaven He calms the throb and tempest of his heart. His countenance settles: a soft solemn bliss Swims in his eye: his swimming eye uprais'd: And Faith's whole armour glitters on his limbs! And thus transfigured with a dreadless awe, A solemn hush of soul, meek he beholds All things of terrible seeming. Yea, and there, Unshudder'd, unaghasted, he shall view E'en the, who in the latter day Will shower hot pestilence on the sons of men. For he shall know, his heart shall understand, That kindling with intenser Deity They from the —like rosy flames, From God's celestial will flash, And at the wells of renovating