Fill thy goblet
With the holy spirits of ancients,
That pure wine of faith
From the vineyard of the king,
And drink into thee
The serum of truth,
That shall strengthen thy convictions,
And, open the way unto—
The throne of the most high;
That ye shall be nearer unto him always,
And, lift up thine eyes
To see ye the face of God.
6-12-06
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