There was a brave soul once
undaunted of the scaffolds
singing songs of the truth
Muzzled, strangled, gagged
the King quenched the soul
Oh! Brave souls, truth of all
smoldered amid of the anguish
Today, I consent God, to
let fire the smoldering soul,
within me,
with mere sparks of truth
to the flames of eternity
that are formidable and unquenchable.
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