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Blazing above me,Love's banner shall beshield through the nightuntil I sightmy Father's doorwide, waiting forme, with His warm,encircling armfreeing from dreamsof terrors that seemso real to onesrunaway: sonsreturning to wakein Love's likeness, makemerry and praiseTruth, which alwayscalls home the leastlost brother to feast.

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