Our sun, that shiny orb our Lord,
That star amongst a billion bright,
Authentic outshines all their horde
And is alone Intrinsic Light.
Though Pollux and Arcturus reign-
Whose massive aspect Rigel mocks-
Their heat extends a hellish bane
That captures only lifeless rocks.
But vaulted there's our amber sun
Amidst those wretched stars in strife;
He's mighty and His will is one,
And from His being we have our life.
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