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We have made abasement the garment of glory, and affliction the adornment of Thy temple, O Pride of the worlds (219:7) Thou seest the hearts are filled with hate, and to overlook is Thine, O Thou Concealer of the sins of the worlds (219:8) When the swords flash, go forward! When the shafts fly, press onward! O Thou Sacrifice of the worlds
(219:9)
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