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"NAZARENE, THOU HAST CONQUERED!"
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I was angry with mine anguish,
And I gnashed against my pain ;
And I stopped mine ears from hearing
Pleading music, heavenly strain.
But a flash of tender sunshine
Came and smote upon mine eyes ;
Then I swooned upon the pathway,
And I dared not stir nor rise.
He of Nazareth had conquered,
And I bathed me in His smile ;
Then He shewed a cord of crimson —
He had held me, all the while.
