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THE CHRISTIAN TO THE ARAB
Why call us infidel? We think
There is one God, our King, our Friend,
Our only hope from brink to brink
Of birth and death; our source and end.
There is one God, our King, our Friend,
Our only hope from brink to brink
Of birth and death; our source and end.
What though on desert sands you bare
Your feet and low adoring fall,
While we in chambers kneel for prayer,
Bare-headed? He is Lord of all.
Your feet and low adoring fall,
While we in chambers kneel for prayer,
Bare-headed? He is Lord of all.
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