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Therefore from our household train Oft shall spring Unto Thee a blessing strain, God our King!

Thou to his lone watching wife Hast brought back the light of life! Thou hast spared his loving child Home to greet him from the wild. Though the suns of eastern skies On his cheek have set their dyes, Though long toils and sleepless cares On his brow have blanched the hairs, Yet the night of fear is flown, He is living, and our own!— Brethren! spread his festal board, Hang his mantle and his sword With the armour on the wall— While this long, long silent hall