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Tara to-day, in this awful hour, I call on the Holy Trinity! Glory to Him who reigneth in power, The God of the elements, Father and Son, And paraclete Spirit, which Three are the One, The everlasting Divinity!

At Tara to-day, I call on the Lord, On Christ, the Omnipotent Word, Who came to redeem from death and sin, Our fallen race; And I put, and I place, The virtue that lieth in His incarnation lowly. His baptism pure and holy, His life of toil, and tears, and affliction, His dolorous death, His crucifixion, His burial, sacred, and sad, and lone, His resurrection to life again, His glorious ascension to heaven's high throne, And lastly, His future dread And terrible coming to judge all men— Both the living and the dead.

At Tara to-day, I put and I place, The virtue that dwells in the seraphim's love; And the virtue and grace That are in the obedience,