That night, the veil of clouds;Torn by a streak of lighteningLed once to the arrivalOf that infant so born,To face the menace by thee thrust;That once created this earth’s crust.And thence to be the spirit of lifeRisen to clear the bale of life.He once stood;And stood baffled men round him.Once to make such a man,A man wonders he could make.His soul and life he could stake,For righteousness of earth to remain.To heaven’s gay he shall stay; glorious –Shall rejoice the folks round him.This man created and his love,Is none but what thy blessings shall shove.
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