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Draw back the veil and look upon the throng
Of those who sing the new, immortal song;
By faith their robes washed white and spotless are,
And yet of mighty worth before
God's judgment bar
Stand forth the deeds that they have done on earth.

No crown that's worth the winning
But was won
By truth and trust,
The gilded flaunting livery of sinning
Sprang from and shall return unto the dust.

And I remember One who lived to bless
Who counted duty more than happiness,
Who spared not talents, time, His own life-blood,
Who went about this sad world doing good;
Yes, I remember One who spite of swords
Of clashing arguments and warring words
To-day is King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

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