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"To him protection ſhall be ſhewn,
"And mercy from above
"Deſcend on thoſe who thus fulfil
"The perfect law of love."
HYMN V.
AWAKE, my ſoul! lift up thine eyes,
See where thy foes againſt thee riſe,
In long array, a numerous hoſt;
Awake, my ſoul, or thou art loſt.
Here giant danger threat'ning ſtands
Muſtering his pale terrific bands;
There pleaſure's ſilken banners ſpread,
And willing ſouls are captive led.
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