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General Booth
Here was a man of Herculean might!
To hoary-headed eld from earliest youth
He recked not but to wrestle for the Truth
With every monstrous thing that loathes the light.
To hoary-headed eld from earliest youth
He recked not but to wrestle for the Truth
With every monstrous thing that loathes the light.
He lifted from the mire and made rejoice
Drink-sodden and depraved who lay supine:
Intoxicating these with Heaven's new wine,
He ruled them into righteousness. His voice
Drink-sodden and depraved who lay supine:
Intoxicating these with Heaven's new wine,
He ruled them into righteousness. His voice
Was like the sea-wind: when it blew abroad
Men's souls in the salt wilderness astray,
Deafened and blind with their own sound and spray,
Came multitudinous rolling in to God!
Men's souls in the salt wilderness astray,
Deafened and blind with their own sound and spray,
Came multitudinous rolling in to God!
Scant not his claim, nor grudge the title given,
Nor mock the means wherewith (O deed of worth!)
He commandeered the very waste of earth
To weld an Army of the Knights of Heaven.
Nor mock the means wherewith (O deed of worth!)
He commandeered the very waste of earth
To weld an Army of the Knights of Heaven.
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