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But we must wander witheringly , In other lands to die ; And where our fathers ' ashes be , Our own may never lie : Our temple hath not left a stone , And Mockery sits on Salem's throne . 7 OH ! WEEP FOR THOSE . 1 .
But we must wander witheringly , In other lands to die ; And where our fathers ' ashes be , Our own may never lie : Our temple hath not left a stone , And Mockery sits on Salem's throne . 7 OH ! WEEP FOR THOSE . 1 .
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And of this , oh , my Father ! be sure- That the blood of thy child is as pure As the blessing I beg ere it flow , And the last thought that soothes me below . 4 . Though the virgins of Salem lament , Be the judge and the hero unbent !
And of this , oh , my Father ! be sure- That the blood of thy child is as pure As the blessing I beg ere it flow , And the last thought that soothes me below . 4 . Though the virgins of Salem lament , Be the judge and the hero unbent !
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But the gods of the Pagan shall never profane The shrine where Jehovah disdain'd not to reign ; And scatter'd and scorn'd as thy people may be , Our worship , O Father ! is only for thee . . 44 E BY THE RIVERS OF BABYLON WE SAT DOWN AND ...
But the gods of the Pagan shall never profane The shrine where Jehovah disdain'd not to reign ; And scatter'd and scorn'd as thy people may be , Our worship , O Father ! is only for thee . . 44 E BY THE RIVERS OF BABYLON WE SAT DOWN AND ...
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