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And man prevail no more.

8 [Thy thunder shall affright the proud.

And put their hearts to pain ;
Make them confess that thou art God,
p And they but feeble men.]

PSALM 10. C. M. Reading, [b]
Prayer heard, and Saints saved from the Wicked.
p 1 "¥"1^7"HY does the Lord stand off so far !
W And why conceal his face.
When great calamities appear,
And times of deep distress ?

e 2 Lord, shall the wicked still deride
Thy justice and thy power '
Shall they advance their heads in pride,
And still thy saints devour ?

3 [They put thy judgments from their sight,

And then insult the poor ;
They boast in their exalted height,

That tlie^ shall fall no more.]
6*



m PSALM 11.



4> 4 Arise, O Lord, lift up thy hand,
Attend our humble cry ;
No enemy shall dare to stand,
When God ascends on high.

PAUSE.

5 [Why do the men of malice rage,
And say, with foolish pride,
d " The God of heaven will ne'er engage,
" To fight on Ziori's side."

^-6 But thou forever art our Lord ;
And powerful is thine hand,
As when the heathen felt thy sword.
And perished from thy land.]

G 7 Thou wilt prepare our hearts to pray.
And cause thine ear to hear ;
Hearken to what thy children say.
And put the world in fear.

— 8 Proud tyrants shall no more oppress,
No more despise the just ;
And mighty sinners shall confess
They are but earth and dust.

PSALM 11. L. M. Psalm 97. Geneva, [b]

God loves the Righteous, and abhors the Wicked.

1 IVTY refuge is the God of love ;

j_fX Why do my foes insult and cry, —
d '' Fly, like a timorous trembling dove,
" To distant woods or mountains fly .' "

€ 2 If government be once destroyed,
(That firm foundation of our peace,)
And violence make justice void.
Where shall the righteous seek redress ^

g 3 The Lord in heaven has fixed his throne.
His eye surveys the world below :
To him all mortal things are known,
His eyelids search our spirits through.

—4 If he afflicts his saints so far.

To prove their love, and try their grace ;
What may the bold transgressors fear .''
His very soul abhors their ways.

g 5 On impious wretches he will rain

Teninests of brimstone, fire, and death !



PSALM 12. 67



Such as he kindled on the plain
Of Sodom, with his angry breath.

«^6 The righteous Lord loves righteous souls,
Whose thoughts and actions are sincere j
And with a gracious eye beholds
The men who his own image bear.

PSALM 12. L. M. Bath. [*]

Saint's Safety and Hope in Evil Times.

1 [1~ ORD, if thou dost not soon appear,

_1_J Virtue and truth will fly away ;
A faithful man amongst us here,
Will scarce be found, if thou delay.

2 The whole discourse, when neighbours meet.
Is filled with trifles, loose and vain;

Their lips are flattery and deceit,
And their proud language is profane.

3 But lips that with deceit abound,
Shall not maintain their triumph long ;
The God of vengeance will confound
Their flattering and blaspheming tongue.

d 4 '^ Yet snail our words be free." they cry;
^' Our tongues shall be controlled by none ;
<• Where is the Lord will ask us why ?
<^ Or say our lips are not our own ? "

— 5 The Lord, who sees the poor oppressed,
And hears th' oppressor's haughty strain,
o Will rise to give his children rest,
— Nor shall they trust his word in vain.

— 6 Thy word, O Lord, though often tried.
Void of deceit shall still appear ;
Not silver, seven times purified.
From dross and mixture shines so clear.

o 7 Thy grace shall in the darkest hour

Defend the holy soul from harm ;
e Though when the vilest men have power.

On every side will sinners swarm.]

C. M. Plymouth, [b]
General Corruption of Manners.
~ELP, Lord ! for men of virtue fail^
Religion loses ground ;



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The sons of violence prevail,
And treacheries abound.

e 2 Their oaths and promises they break,
Yet act the flatterer's part ;
V/ith fair deceitful lips they speak.
And with a double heart.

3 [If we reprove some hateful lie.
How is their fury stirred !

d " Are not our lips our own," they cry j
" And who shall be our Lord .'' "]

4 Scoffers appear on every side.
Where a vile race of men

Is raised to seats of power and pride,
And bears the sword in vain.

PAUSE.

5 Lord, when iniquities abound.
And blasphemy grows bold,

When faith is hardly to be found,
And love is waxing cold ; —

o 6 Is not thy chariot hastening on ?
Hast thou not given the sign ?
May we not trust and live upon
A promise so divine ?

d 7 [" Yes," saith the Lord, " now will I rise,
'•' And make oppressors flee ;
" I shall appear to their surprise,
" And set my servants free."]

g 8 Thy word like silver seven times tried,
Through ages shall endure ;
The men who in thy truth confide.
Shall find thy promise sure.

PSALM 13. L. M. PleyeVs. Armley. [b]
Pleading under Desertion ; or, Hope in Darkness.
P 1 TTOW long, O Lord, shall I complain,
AX Like one who seeks his God in vain ?
Canst thou thy face forever hide.
And I still pray and be denied ?

2 Shall I forever be forgot,

As one whom thou regardest not ?

Still shall my soul thine absence mourn,

And still despair of thy return ?



PSALM 13.



3 How long shall my poor troubled breast
Be with these anxious thoughts oppressed ?
And Satan, my malicious foe,
llejoice to see me sunk so low.

— 4 Hear, Lord, and grant me quick relief,
Before my death conclude my grief;

e If thou withhold thy heavenly light,
I sleep in everlasting night.

— 5 How will the powers of darkness boast,

If but one praying soul be lost ?
o But I have trusted in thy grace,

And shall again behold thy face.

— 6 Whate'er my fears or foes suggest,
Thou art ray hope, my joy, my rest :

o My heart shall feel thy love, and raise
My cheerful voice to songs of praise.

C. M. Plymouth, [b]
Complaint under Temptations.

1 ["illFOW long wilt thou conceal thy face ?

MlIm. My God, how long delay .''
When shall I feel those heavenly rays,
That chase my fears away ?

2 How long shall my poor labouring soul
Wrestle and toil in vain ?

Thy word can all my foes control,
And ease my raging pain,

3 See how the prince of darkness tries
All his malicious arts !

He spreads a mist around my eyes.
And throws his fiery darts.

o 4 Be thou my sun, and thou my shield ;
My soul in safety keep ;
Make haste, before mine eyes are sealed
In death's eternal sleep.

5 How would the tempter boast aloud,

If I become his prey !
Behold the sons of hell grow proud

At thy so long delay.

o 6 But they shall fly at thy rebuke,
And Satan hide his head ;
lie knows the terrors of thy look,
And hears thy voice with dread.



70 PSALM 14.



-o 7 Thou wilt display that sovereign grace,
Where all my hopes have hung ;
I shall employ my lips in praise,
And victory shall be sung.]

PSALM 14. C. M. First Part. Reading, [b]

By JYature all Men are Sinners.

1 i.'^OOLSj in their hearts, believe and say,
-1- " That all religion's vain ;

" There is no God who reigns on high,
'' Or minds th' affairs of men."

2 From thoughts so dreadful and profane,
Corrupt discourse proceeds ;

And in their impious hands are found
Abominable deeds.

3 The Lord, from his celestial throne,
Looked down on things below.

To find the man who sought his grace,
Or did his justice know.

4 By nature all are gone astray,
Their practice all the same :

There's none who fears his Maker's hand j
There's none who loves his name.

5 Their tongues are used to speak deceit,
Their slanders never cease ;

How swift to mischief are their feet,
Nor know the paths of peace.

6 Such seeds of sin, that bitter root.
In every heart are found ;

Nor can they bear diviner fruit.

Till grace refine the ground. Plymoutl

C. M. Second Part. Reading, [b]
The Folly of Persecutors.

1 [ A RE sinners now so senseless grown,

J\. That they the saints devour?
And never worship at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful power ?

2 Great God, appear, to their surprise,
Reveal thy dreadful name ;

Let them no more thy wrath despise,
Nor turn our hopes to shame.
e 3 Dost thou not dwell among the just ?
-— And yet aur foes deride,



PSALM 15. 71



That we should make thy name our trust ;
d Great God, confound their pride.
o 4 O that the joyful day were come,

To finish our distress !
o When God shall bring his children home,

Our song shall never cease.]

PSALM 15. C. M. St. Martin's. [*]

Character of a Citizen of Zion.

1 [TXTHO shallinhabit in thy hill,

YV O God of holiness ?
Whom will the Lord admit to dwell
So near his throne of grace ?

2 The man who walks in pious ways.
And works with pious hands .''

Who trusts his Maker's promises,
And follows his commands.

3 He speaks the meaning of his heart,
Nor slanders with his tongue ;

Will scarce believe an ill report,
Nor do his neighbour wrong.

4 The wealthy sinner he contera'n&,-
Loves all who fear the Lord !

And though to his own hurt he swears.
Still he performs his word.

5 His hands disdain a golden bribe,
And never gripe the poor :

This man shall dwell with God on earth,-
And find his heaven secure.]

L. M. Leeds.. Oporto. [*]
Duties to God and Man ; or, the Christian.
e 1 "¥15^7"HO shall ascend thy heavenly place,

Y V Great God, and dwell before thy face .^
— The man who minds religion now,
And humbly walks with God below :

2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean;
Whose lips still speak the thing they mean ;
No slanders dwell upon his tongue :

He hates to do his neighbour wrong.

3 [Scarce will he trust an ill report,
Nor vent it to his neighbour's hurt :
Sinners of state he can despise,
But saints are honoured in his eyes.]



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4 [Firm to his word he ever stood,
And always makes his promise good :
Nor dares to change the thing he swears,
Whatever pain or loss he bears.]

5 [He never deals in bribing gold,
And mourns that justice should be sold ;
While others gripe and grind the poor,
Sweet charity attends his door.]

e 6 He loves his enemies, and prays

For those who curse him to his face ;
— And does to all men still the same

That he would hope or wish from them.

7 Yet when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone : —
o This is the man thy face shall see.
And dwell forever, Lord, with thee.

PSALM 16. L. M. First Part. Shoel [b]

Good Works profit Men, not God.

e 1 TTJRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need;
Jt^ For succour to thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead ;
My goodness cannot reach to thee.

e 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confessed,
How empty and how poor I am ;
My praise can never make thee blessed.
Nor add new glories to thy name :

— 3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good we do ;
These are the company I keep.
These are the choicest friends 1 know.

4 Let others choose the sons of mirth.
To give a relish to their wine ;
1 love the men of heavenly birth,
Whose thoughts and language are divine

L. M. Second Part. Green's. [*]
ChrisVs All-sufficiency.

1 TTOW fast their guilt and sorrows rise,

Jl3l Who haste to seek some idol god ;
I will not taste their sacrifice,
Their offerings of forbidden blood.



PSALM 16. 73



2 My God provides a richer cup,
And nobler food to live upon ;
He for my life has offered up
Jesus, his best beloved Son.

3 His love is my perpetual feast ;
By day his counsels guide me right :
And be his name forever blessed,
Who gives me sweet advice by night.

4 I set him still before mine eyes ,
At my right hand he stands prepared,
To keep my soul from all surprise,
And be my everlasting guard.]

L. M. Third Part. Moreton. Quercy. [*]

Courage in Death, and Hope of the Resurrection.

1 "^■1|7'HEN God is nigh, my faith is strong,

YV His arm is ray almighty prop;
Be glad, my heart, rejoice, my tongue,
e My dying flesh shall rest in hope.

2 Though in the dust I lay my head ;
Yet, gracious God, thou wilt not leave
My soul forever with the dead,

Nor lose thy children in the grave.

— 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,
Shake off the dust, and rise on high ;
Then shalt thou lead the wondrous way,
Up to thy throne above the sky.

o 4 There streams of endless pleasure flow ;
And full discoveries of thy grace
("Which we but tasted here below)
Spread heavenly joys through ail the place.

C. M. First Part. Abridge. Barhy. [*]
Ver. 1 — 3. — Support and Counsel from. God.

1 [O AVE me, O Lord, from every foe ;

O In thee my trust I place ;
Though all the good which I can do.
Can ne'er deserve thy grace.

2 Yet, if my God prolong my breath,
The saints may profit by't ;

The saints, the glory of the earth,
The men of my delight.]



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3 Let heathens to their idols haste,
And worship wood or stone ;

But my delightful lot is cast,
Where the true God is known.

4 His hand provides my constant food,
He fills my daily cup ;

Much am I pleased with present goodj
But more rejoice in hope.

5 God is my portion and my joy ;
His counsels are my light ;

He gives me sweet advice by day,
And gentle bints by night.

6 My soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all'seeing eye ;

Not death, nor hell, my hopes shall move,
While such a friend is nigh.

C. M. Second Part. Sunday, DoxoJogy. [*]

The Death and Resurrection of Christ.

d 1 [IT SET the Lord before my face,
.1- '^ He bears my courage Up ;
" My heart and tongue their joys express,
" My flesh shall rest in hope.

2 " My spirit, Lord, thou wilt not leave,-
" Where souls departed are ;

'• Nor quit my body to the grave,
" To see corruption there.

3 " Thou wilt reveal the path of life,-
" And raise me to thy throne ;

*' Thy courts immortal pleasure givCj
" Thy presence joys unknown."

4 Thus in the name of Christ the Lordi,-
The holy David sung.

And Providence fulfills the word
Of his prophetic tongue.]

p 5 Jesus, whom every saint adores,

Was crucified and slain :
o Behold, the tomb its prey restores !

Behold, he lives again !

—6 When shall my feet arise and stand

On heaven's eternal hills .''
o There sits the Son at God's right hand,

And there the Father smiles.



PSALM 17. 75

PSALM 17. S. M. Peckham. [*]
V. 13, &c. — Portion of Saints and of Sinners.
1 A RISE, my gracious God,
_ra_ And make the wicked llee ;
They are but thy chastising rod,
To drive thy saints to thee.

p 2 Behold, the sinner dies.

His haughty words are vain ;
Here — in this life his pleasure lies,
And all beyond is pain.

e 3 Then let his pride advance,

And boast of all his store ;
— The Lord is my inheritance.

My soul can wish no more.

o 4 1 shall behold the face
Of my forgiving God ;
And stand complete in righteousness,
Washed in my Saviour's blood.

s 5 There's a new heaven begun,
When I awake from death —
Dressed in the likeness of thy Son,
And draw immortal breath.

L. M. Islington. [*]
The Sainfs Hope; or, the Resurrection.

1 [T ORD, I am thine : but thou wilt prove

_i— i My faith, my patience, and my love ;
When men of spite against me join,
They are the sword, the hand is thine.

2 Their hope and portion lie below;
'Tis all the happiness they know ;

'Tis all they seek ; they take their shares,
And leave the rest among their heirs.]

3 What sinners value, I resign ;
Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine :

o I shall behold thy blissful face.

And stand complete in righteousness.

p 4 This life's a dream, an empty show;
: — But the bright world to which I go —
o Hath joys substantial and sincere ;
e When shall 1 wake and find me there .*
-—5 O glorious hour ! O blest abode !
J sUaTl be near, and like my God !



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And flesh and sin no more control
The sacred pleasures of the soul.

a 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground,
— Till the last trumpet's joyful sound ;

Then burst the chains with sweet surprise,

And in my Saviour's image rise.

PSALM 18. L. M. First Part. Green's. [*]

Ver. 1—6, 15—18.
Deliverance from Despair ; or, Temptations overcome.
1 rriHEE will I love, O Lord, my strength,
JL My rock, my tower, my high defence ;
Thy mighty arm shall be my trust,
For I have found salvation thence.

e 2 Death, and the terrors of the grave,
Stood round me with their dismal shade ;
While floods of high temptation rose,
And made my sinking soul afraid.

e 3 I saw the opening gates of hell.
With endless pains and sorrows there ;
Which none, but they that feel, can tell,
While I was hurried to despair.

4 In my distress I called my God,
When I could scarce believe him mine ;

— He bowed his ear to my complaint j
o Then did his grace appear divine.

5 [With speed he flew to my relief;
As on a cherub's wing he rode ;
Awful and bright, as lightning, shone
The face of my deliverer God.]

o 6 Temptations fled at his rebuke.
The blast of his almighty breath ;
He sent salvation from on high,
And drew me from the depths of death.

7 [Great were my fears, my foes were great ;
Much was their strength, and more their rage ;
But Christ, my Lord, is conqueror still.
In all the wars that devils wage.]

s 8 My song forever shall record
That terrible, that joyful hour ;
And give the glory to the Lord,
Due to his mercy and his power.



PSALM 18. 77



L. M. Second Part. Armley. [b]
V. 20 — 26. — Sincerity proved and rewarded.

1 X ORD, thou hast seen my soul sincere,

i A Hast made thy truth and love appear ;
Before mine eyes 1 set thy laws,
And thou hast owned my righteous cause,

2 [Since I have learned thy holy ways,
I've walked upright before thy face :
Or if my feet did e'er depart,

'Twas never with a wicked heart.]

p 3 What sore temptations broke my rest !
e What wars and strugglings in my breast !
— But, through thy grace that reigns within,
1 guard against my darling sin.

4 The sin that close besets me still.
That works and strives against my will ;
e When shall thy Spirit's sovereign power
Destroy it, that it rise no more .''

—5 With an impartial hand, the Lord
Deals out to mortals their reward :
The kind and faithful soul shall find
A God as faithful and as kind.

6 The just and pure shall ever say,
Thou art more pure," more just than they;

o And men who love revenge shall know,

u God hath an arm of vengeance too.

L. M, Third Part, Quercy. NantwicTi. [*]

Ver. 30, 31, 34, 35, 36, &c.
Rejoicing in God ; or, Salvation and Triumph.
1 TUST are thy ways, and true thy word,
e v Great Rock of my secure abode ;
g Who is a God beside the Lord ^
: — Or where 's a refuge like our God ?

■^2 'Tis he who girds me with his might,
Gives me his holy sword to wield ;
And, while with sin and hell I fight,
Spreads his salvation for my shield.

o 3 He lives, (and blessed be my Rock,)

The God of my salvation lives ;

The dark designs of hell are broke ;
§ Sweet is the peace my Father givest

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— 4 Before the scoffers of the age,
I will exalt my Father's name ;
Nor tremble at their mighty rage,
But meet reproach and bear the shame.

5 To David and his royal seed.
Thy grace forever shall extend ;
Thy love to saints, in Christ their head,
Knows not a limit, nor an end.

C. M. First Part. Mear. [*]

Victory and Triumph over Temporal Enemies.

1 "^^yE love thee, Lord, and we adore j

? T Now is thine arm revealed ;
Thou art our strength, our heavenly tower,
Our bulwark and our shield.

o 2 We fly to our eternal Rock,

And find a sure defence ;
— His holy name our lips invoke.

And draw salvation thence.

o 3 When God our leader shines in arms.

What mortal heart can bear
g The thunder of his loud alarms ?

The lightning of his spear ?

— 4 He rides upon the winged wind.
And angels in array.
In millions wait to know his mind,
o And swift as flames obey.

— 5 He speaks — and at his fierce rebuke,
Whole armies are dismayed ;
His voice, his frown, his angry look,
Strikes all their courage dead.

— 6 He forms our generals for the field,
With all their dreadful skill ;
Gives them his awful sword to wield,
And makes them hearts of steel.

7 [He arms our captains to the fight,
Though there his name's forgot;

He girded Cyrus with his might.
But Cyrus knew him not.]

8 Oft has the Lord whole nations blest,
For his own churches' sake ;

The powers that give his people rest,
Shall of his care partake.



PSALM 19. 79



C. M. Second Part. Arundel. [*]

The Conqueror^s Song.

1 [rriO thine almighty arm we owe

JL The triumphs of the day ;
Thy terrors, Lord, confound the foe,
And melt their strength away.

2 'Tis by thy aid our troops prevail,
And break united powers ;

Or burn their boasted fleets, or scale
The proudest of their towers.

3 How have we chased them through the field,
And trod them to the ground ;

While thy salvation was our shield,
But they no shelter found !

e 4 In vain to idol saints they cry,

And perish in their blood :
— Where is a rock so great, so high,

So powerful, as our God ?

o 5 The Rock of Israel ever lives.

His name be ever blest ;
o 'Tis his own arm the victory gives.

And gives his people rest.

6 On kings that reign as David did.

He pours his blessings down ;
Secures their honours to their seed.

And well supports their crown.]

PSALM 19. S.M. IstVT. Waichman.Sutton.l*]

The Book of Nature and, the Scriptures.

1 "OEHOLD, the lofty sky
X3 Declares its maker God ;

And all his starry works on high
Proclaim his power abroad.

2 The darkness and the light
Still keep their course the same ;

While night to day, and day to night.
Divinely teach his name.

3 In every different land,
Their general voice is known ;

They show the wonders of his hand,
And orders of his throne.



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) 4 Ye Christian lands, rejoice,
Here he reveals his word ;
We are not left to nature's voice,
To bid us know the Lord.

5 His statutes and commanda
Are set before our eyes ;

He puts his gospel in our hands,
Where our salvation lies.

6 His laws are just and pure,
His truth without deceit,

His promises forever sure,

And his rewards are great.

— 7 [Not honey to the taste
AiFords so much delight ;
Nor gold that has the furnace passed,
So much allures the sight.

D 8 While of thy works I sing,
Thy glory to proclaim ;
Accept the praise, my Qod, my King,
In my Redeemer's name.]

S. M, Second Part. Dover, Pelham. [*]
God's Word most excellent ; or, Holy Fear.

1 [ ilEHOLD the morning sun

_l3 Begins his glorious way ;
His beams through all the nations run.
And life and light convey.

2 But where the gospel comes.
It spreads diviner light ;

It calls dead sinners frorri their tombs,
And gives the blind their sight.]

3 How perfect is thy word !
And all thy judgments just;

Forever sure thy promise. Lord,
And men securely trust.

4 My gracious God, hqw plain
Are thy directions given !

P may I never read in vain.

But find the path to heaven,

PAUSE.

I 5 1 hear thy word with love.
And I would fain obey ;



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Send thy good Spirit from above
To guide me, lest I stray.

6 O who can ever find
The errors of his ways ?

e Yet with a bold presumptuous mind,
I would not dare transgress.

7 Warn me of every sin,
Forgive my secret faults.

And cleanse this guilty soul of mine,
Whose crimes exceed my thoughts.

— 8 While, with my heart and tongue,
I spread thy praise abroad ;
Accept the worship and the song,
My Saviour and my God.

L. M, Green's. Leeds. [*]
J^ature and Scripture compared.

1 rr^HE heavens declare thy glory. Lord,
-1- In every star thy wisdom shines ;
o But when our eyes behold thy word,
We read thy name in fairer lines.

— 2 The rolling sun, the changing light,
And nights and days thy power confess j

o But the blest volume thou hast writ
Reveals thy justice and thy grace.

— 3 Sun, moon, and stars convey thy praise,
Round the whole earth, and never stand ;

o So when thy truth began its race,
It touched and glanced on every land.

o 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest.
Till through the world thy truth has run j
Till Christ has all the nations blest.
That see the light, or feel the sun.

e 5 Great Sun of Righteousness, arise ;

— Bless the dark world with heavenly light j
Thy gospel makes the simple wise.
Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right.

g 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view,
In souls renewed, and sins forgiven :
Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew.
And make thy word my guide to heaven.



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P. M. Cumberland, [*]

The Book of Nature and Scripture,

1 [£~^ REAT God, the heaven's well ordered framei

VJT Declares the glories of thy name ;

There thy rich works of wonder shine ;
A thousand starry beauties there ^
A thousand radiant marks appear

Of boundless power and skill divine.



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