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TO CERTAIN MISSIONARIES
Ye are they to whom Christ said,
“Give your service for my need,
Let your blood be fairly shed,
Where on blood my foes must feed.
“Give your service for my need,
Let your blood be fairly shed,
Where on blood my foes must feed.
“If the hand that guards the right
Or the eye, your fate require,
Yield your prowess, yield your sight
To the all avenging fire.”
Or the eye, your fate require,
Yield your prowess, yield your sight
To the all avenging fire.”
Now the scathing fire is quenched
And your bloom is withered too,
Torn and agonized and wrenched,
You your halting way pursue.
And your bloom is withered too,
Torn and agonized and wrenched,
You your halting way pursue.
But the Highest shall requite
All your faithfulness and love,
Spirit powers come for sight,
Angels' wings the lame man move.
All your faithfulness and love,
Spirit powers come for sight,
Angels' wings the lame man move.
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