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The dazzling light of God's sure judgment down
From highest heaven upon the impious throng!
And neither troops, nor bayonets, nor lies.
Corruption, kings, nor peoples shall prevail
Against that Thought.
And when the Third Day breaks, above the gulf
Of thy past agonies, and on the tomb
Of thine own martyrdom, shall spring at last
The boon thy Nation long has waited for:
Justice, — the child of God!
