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SONGS OF EXILE
Thrust unto Seir, pursued, sent forth to flee
Until Kedar, nor suffered to abide;
Within the Grecian fiery furnace tried;
Afflicted, weighed with care,
With Media's yoke to bear;—
And is there any to redeem but Thee?
Or other captive with such hope above?
Thy strength, O Lord! grant of Thy strength to me!
For I give Thee my love.
