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  Sin had no power to dim
   The radiance of his brow:
Earth with its glories tempted him,
   His soul they could not bow;
But the unsounded depths of truth
Fed the glad fountains of his youth.

  Within his soul he bore
   God's undisputed sign;
His seal upon his brow he wore,
   Mysterious, yet divine.
Angels of spotless purity
Left their bright homes his guard to be.

  The blind received their sight
   At his commanding word:
Guided by truth's celestial light,
   The soul's far depths he stirred.
The earth gave back its icy dead;
Disease his mandate heard, and fled.

  Saviour! be thou my guide,
   My refuge and my rest!
Cast down the pillars of my pride,
   And in my humbled breast
Erect the temple of thy grace;
And on its shrine thy signet trace.