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Immaculate, flawless pride, the

accuser of their brethren has

accused again, an unerring

throw of guilt without sin...

To and fro, up and down.

Infallible, sovereign glory, O

angelic serpent who filled the

breadth of the world with tyrants

- Come forth! Wash me in the

glare of thy shameless perfection.

Violent prayers, roaring psalms,

I have no voice but that of homage

for Thee, Yes, my doubt is an

open wound, yet my conviction

the salt within.

Sword of faith, breastplate of

rightousness, garments of

vengeance, locust and the helmet

of Salvation.

Naked splendour, pain divine,

each breath is a cry to be sifted,

sifted as wheat! Sifted as wheat!

Wood to the pyre, sifted as wheat!

Scorched lungs, solemn bene-

diction, I shall make mountains

bleed for thy holy mission.

Sword of faith, breastplate of

rightousness, garments of

vengeance, locust and the helmet

of Salvation.

...And he hath put a new song

in my mouth, even praise unto

our God: many shall see it, and

fear, and shall trust in the LORD!