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135.
[Let the angel of the Lord]
The blood shall be to you for a token, &c.
—xii. 13.
Let the angel of the Lord
His awful charge fulfil,
Let His pestilential sword
The first-born victims kill;
Safe in snares and deaths we dwell,
Protected by that crimson sign,
From the rage of earth and hell,
And from the wrath Divine.
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