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DAVID, GOLIATH, THOU
Every evening came a lad,
Ere the coming of the dark;
Whirled the leathern sling he had,
Loosed his pebbles at the mark.
Ere the coming of the dark;
Whirled the leathern sling he had,
Loosed his pebbles at the mark.
When the spearmen paled and shook,
When the Captains held their breath,
David, running to the brook,
Bent to find the foeman's death.
When the Captains held their breath,
David, running to the brook,
Bent to find the foeman's death.
Using still his ancient plan,
Evil comes in rage and throws
Broadcast into every man
Seed from which Goliath grows.
Evil comes in rage and throws
Broadcast into every man
Seed from which Goliath grows.
Then's the time to do and dare!
Run as David ran, and take
Quickly from the Stream of Prayer
Pebbles for thy Captain's sake.
Run as David ran, and take
Quickly from the Stream of Prayer
Pebbles for thy Captain's sake.
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