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THE GREAT REFORMER
I.
Like the holy men of Tabor,Bloody sweat upon his brow—
Here he travailed long in labor—
His reward is with him now.
II.
With sublime, divine uprightness,By the lightning of his thought,
Like an Angel's sword in brightness
Was the World's great battle fought.
III.
Fired with Prophet-inspiration,Words of lightning fiercely fell
From his lips of Jubilation—
Withering up the hosts of Hell!
IV.
Full of God's eternal Spirit,Gospel-charmed, the spirit's spell,
Preaching Truth, he did inherit
Heaven on earth instead of Hell.
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V.
Thus did he fulfil his Mission,Making Earth like Heaven above—
Healing, like the Great Physician,
Human hearts with heavenly love.
VI.
So his soul's Divine HosannaCheered Earth's children in distress,
As Heaven rained on Israel manna,
Journeying through the wilderness.
VII.
For his soul's Divine EvangelsFell so sweetly from his tongue,
That his speech seemed like an Angel's,
As if he in Heaven had Sung.
VIII.
Flower-enameled, golden-sandedWas the path on which he trod
From the Pearl-shore, where he landed,
To the holy House of God.
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