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5 Let conqu❜rors boast their vict'ries won,
By glories gain'd, by slaughter done,
While stars of night, th' unweary sun,
Bear ceaseless witness to their rage :
When Jesus slays, the slain he heals;
His love, not death itself conceals;
He in this contest never yields,
Till ev'ry soul his cause engage.

6 Masters no more their slaves chastise;
No bondage known, for evil dies,
Nor mothers seen with wat❜ry eyes,
Nor barb'rous hands their sons to slay :
But springs of life enrobe the soul;
The

powers of love unite the whole; As gentle waves of water roll, They live an everlasting day.

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