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BISHOP CAIN.
Arrayed in the armor of his God,
To war our hero went;
In haste the path of Duty trod,
On the King's business sent.
To war our hero went;
In haste the path of Duty trod,
On the King's business sent.
He wore Salvation's helmet,
For sandals Heavenly peace;
Above his heart the breastplate
Of Truth and Righteousness.
For sandals Heavenly peace;
Above his heart the breastplate
Of Truth and Righteousness.
To quench the fiery darts of ill,
Of wickedness and doubt,
The shield of Faith he carried still
To keep the tempter out.
Of wickedness and doubt,
The shield of Faith he carried still
To keep the tempter out.
Proclaiming messages of love,
Pointing to mercy seat!
“Exhort, rebuke, instruct, reprove,”
The order.—No retreat!
Pointing to mercy seat!
“Exhort, rebuke, instruct, reprove,”
The order.—No retreat!
His forte was burning eloquence,
His trusty sword the pen;
He fought for truth and temperance—
To save the souls of men.
His trusty sword the pen;
He fought for truth and temperance—
To save the souls of men.
Of heroes who have bravely fought,
To bring Immanuel's reign,
Are none who grander deeds have wrought
Than Bishop R. H. Cain.
To bring Immanuel's reign,
Are none who grander deeds have wrought
Than Bishop R. H. Cain.
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