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[Thou earthly God, whose ouer-ruling hand]
Thou earthly God, whose ouer-ruling handThe Scepter swayes, and doth vnsheath the sword.
Now seruile Kingdomes stoupes at thy command?
Who dare controle thy vnrecalled word.
Thou with great glorie of thy triple crowne,
Erecks the good, and throwes the wicked downe.
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