What, dear God, of these allegiant hosts of men Stumbling and fighting through the dark? O God, is this Thy plan for them? What then Of kindness, or the singing lark That lifts on freedom's wings its tiny frame And soars and soars in joyous being? What then of inspiration? Oh, let Thy name Be known, Thou God of hosts, in perfect freeing!
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