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hail Him as thy match-less King Thro' all e But downward bends his burn-ing eye At mysteries Fair flowers of Par - a

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Which comes to hearts
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oppressed! It tells of ben e cheer the night! Our hearts were filled with aid Our strife! The foe is stern and Which drives a way Our doubt! Which calls us, ver

y

ger, ners,