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Judged by foes, and lacking rescue,

Though not slain he is checkmated.

Hosts about him all are slaughtered,

Giving life for his deliverance.

Quenched and vanished is their glory,

For they see their lord is smitten;

Yet they fight again this battle,

For in death is resurrection.