From Edom whom see I returned
More beauteous than break of the dawn?
The foes He hath conquered and spurned
Who proudly against Him were drawn.
With blood his fair raiment is dyed,
How sharp are his arrows and sword:
The fame of his prowess be wide,
His name through the world be adored!
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