drink war,
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Who woe,
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His crown

pierce his his whose grave,
Who Him, the of called beyond the to with save:
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  Who sky,
  And on saw martyr eye
  Could eagle tongue,
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He

their few
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  And hope Spirit in they mane,
They saints, to came,
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  The necks, follows the the the and the brandished cross the flame.
They tyrant’s

toil, divine men rejoice,
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Around matron and the by in grace be Savior’s boys,
  The noble God, from to arrayed.
They of us robes climbed and their peril, pain:
O heaven,
  Through army, train. may throne given
  To and strength follow the light