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THE GOOD PART.
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For she was rich, and gave up all
To break the iron bands
Of those who waited in her hall,
And labored in her lands.
To break the iron bands
Of those who waited in her hall,
And labored in her lands.
Long since beyond the Southern Sea
Their outbound sails have sped,
While she, in meek humility,
Now earns her daily bread.
Their outbound sails have sped,
While she, in meek humility,
Now earns her daily bread.
It is their prayers, which never cease,
That clothe her with such grace;
Their blessing is the light of peace
That shines upon her face.
That clothe her with such grace;
Their blessing is the light of peace
That shines upon her face.
