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[A sin there is which far exceeds]
Herod . . . added yet this above all, &c.
—iii. 19, 20.
A sin there is which far exceeds
The tyrant's most atrocious deeds;
Ambition, pride, and lust
They cannot with his guilt compare
Who hates the Saviour's messenger,
And persecutes the just.
The tyrant's most atrocious deeds;
Ambition, pride, and lust
They cannot with his guilt compare
Who hates the Saviour's messenger,
And persecutes the just.
Shedding at length a martyr's blood,
He quenches the last spark of good,
And can no longer feel,
He makes his sin and misery full,
Murders his own immortal soul,
And shuts it up—in hell.
He quenches the last spark of good,
And can no longer feel,
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Murders his own immortal soul,
And shuts it up—in hell.
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