Daniel stood Undaunted when, Imprisoned in the lions' den, He faced their wrath with vision clear, Retreated not as they crouched near, Nor threatened with uplifted rod— But smiled, and humbly spoke with God. For Daniel knew his God was good; And Daniel stood.

Shall I not stand Undaunted, free, When bestial senses roar at me, And face with love instead of wrath The lions crouching in my path? Shall I not stand as Daniel stood, And silently commune with good? Since Daniel's God is e'er at hand— Shall I not stand?

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