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The [[Underlined]] Warrior [[Underlined]]of the waters has gone to the land of Spirits, and the ghosts of his fathers rejoice not in his coming, for he came not in the shroud of Glory. -
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[[underlined]] Christians end.- [[Underlined]]

The sun in going down,
Tis lovely sight to see;
And sweet to hear the song that's poured,
From every bush and tree.

But there's a lovelier sight than this,
And one but seldom ken'd,
It is to see a Christian's life,
Approaching to its end.

The twilight's softness all is there;
And song is never heard
That sounds so sweet as praise and prayer,
By Christian's dying word.

And there two [["x" above the word "two"]] is a glory shed,
That beams celestial light,
But it proclaims a coming dawn,
Rather than shades of night.
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