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[208] Let the scoffer scorn and mock,
     Let the proud and evil priest
Rob the needy of his flock,
     For his wine-cup and his feast,—
Redden not Thy bolts in store
     Through the blackness of Thy skies?
For the sighing of the poor
     Wilt Thou not, at length, arise?

Worn and wasted, oh! how long
     Shall thy trodden poor complain?
In Thy name they bear the wrong,
     In Thy cause the bonds of pain!
Melt oppression's heart of steel,
     Let the haughty priesthood see,
And their blinded followers feel,
     That in us they mock at Thee!

In Thy time, O Lord of hosts,
     Stretch abroad that hand to save
Which of old, on Egypt's coasts,
     Smote apart the Red Sea's wave!
Lead us from this evil land,
     From the spoiler set us free,
And once more our gathered band,
     Heart to heart, shall worship Thee!


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