Read Sweet how others strove
Read Sweet how others strove
Till we are stouter
What they renounced
Till we are less afraid
How many times they bore the faithful witness
Till we are helped
As if a Kingdom cared!
Read then of faith
That shone above the fagot
Clear strains of Hymn
The River could not drown
Brave names of Men
And Celestial Women
Passed out of Record
Into Renown!
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