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Song.

Veil up thy heaven
From morning till even,
With darkness thy throne surrounding,
Whenever thy wrath
At the foes of our faith,
Thou showest in gloom confounding.
Roll up the thunder,
Thy right hand under,
And the snow and the hail up treasure;
And gather behind
The tempest of wind—
All weapons of thy displeasure.

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Dreadfully pouring,
Rending, and roaring,
Send them with vengeance loaden,
That all below
May tremble to know
There's none so mighty as Odin!
There's none so mighty as Odin!
There's none so mighty as Odin!
That all below
May tremble, and know
There's none so mighty as Odin! &c.