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Thrust unto Seir, pursued, sent forth to flee

Until Kedar, nor suffered to abide;

Within the Grecian fiery furnace tried;

Afflicted, weighed with care,

With Media's yoke to bear;—

And is there any to redeem but Thee?

Or other captive with such hope above?

Thy strength, O Lord! grant of Thy strength to me!

For I give Thee my love.