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eer	A
'Now I'll show to thee the mission	B
Which whatever betides whate'er	A
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Thou by heaven's high permission shalt accomplish Give ear	A
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'Thou shalt write and speak and wholly	C
By the gift of speech and song	D
Thou shalt make the proud one lowly	C
And the weak in spirit strong	D
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And the servitor of folly for the ways of wisdom long	D
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'Thou shalt teach he who devises	E
Harm for others harm will meet	F
And that he who most despises	E
Counsel's to himself a cheat	F
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That the wisest of the wise is most devoid of self conceit	F
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'Thou shalt speak a word in season	B
To the poor in bondage nor	A
Forget to say 'tis treason	B
Gainst the highest to ignore	A
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The claims of love and reason and to trample on the poor	A
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'Thou shalt teach the tyrant master	A
How to view his servant's lot	G
Not to want the wheels go faster	A
Then there's strength to do it not	G
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Not to make it a disaster to be cradled in a cot	G
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'Thou shalt teach the willing toiler	A
Doomed for fee to shape and plan	H
He has that which no despoiler	A
May divest him of nor can	H
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The power to make his scorner feel the dignity of man	H
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'Thou shalt tell the sordid miser	A
Not heaps of guinea gold	I
Will ever make him wiser	A
For wisdom ne'er was sold	I
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And lacking which his joys are too meagre to be told	I
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'Ask what will be his measure	A
When dust to dust's restored	J
What shall serve his gold what pleasure	A
Shall gems the soul afford	J
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And if his worshipped treasure shall be worth one tender word	K
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'The brighest jewels sparkling	L
In the courts above	M
Are the deeds encircling	L
The heart enshrined in love	M
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And lacking which we darkling down ever downward move	N
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'All this in words unvarnished	O
Say to the world and say	P
That lives by deeds unvarnished	O
Must be deplored and may	P
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As much as lives crime tarnished which other traits display	P
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'Strike strike at superstition	B
Bid its slaves with open eyes	Q
See in lack of a volition	B
For themselves to think there lies	Q
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A more damnable perdition than the bigots can devise	Q
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'Bid each for himself but ponder	A
And e'en though he err persist	R
And the fetters he will sunder	A
That now threaten to resist	R
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Nay e'er long he'll come to wonder how so long he lay in mist	R
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'Risen on the wings of rapture	A
At his freedom he will soar	A
Far 'yond the reach of Scripture	A
Misconstruers evermore	A
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To redazzle to recapture by their guile engendered lore	A
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'Leaving churches and their minions	S
Leaving books and bells and beads	T
Leaving Craftdom's dark dominions	T
To the bigots and their creeds	T
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He will stamp his bold opinions on the coin of golden deeds	T
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'Thus thy thought shall like a sabre	A
Cut some knot if not untie	U
And some duty to a neighbour	A
Do and yet a nobler ay	P
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A higher holier labour must thy efforts yet employ	V
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'See yon desolated woman	B
Weeping o'er an infant lost	W
Tearing out her hair consuming	L
Life in anguish till a ghost	X
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She seems and not a woman weeping o'er her baby lost	W
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'Go take her hand extended	Y
In words of music say	P
How the spirit that descended	Y
Once on Pentecost yet may	P
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The bosom heal thus rended say the child's not far away	P
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'Say In fact the little jewel	Z
Not a clod sepulchred lies	T
Ah the cruel creed the cruel	Z
Hearts can teach such creed unwise	T
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That her jewel yet a jewel will sparkle in her eyes	T
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'Aloud let it be sounded	Y
Whoever were yet are	A
Not lost in space unbounded	A2
Not in another star	A
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That yet around about us are the friends we deem afar	A
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'This may sound like a gigantic	B2
Fiction to the world 'tis true	A
And thou be held an antic	B2
And bigots not a few	A
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Will with a fury frantic thy lonely steps pursue	A
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'Slander black and black detraction	B
All the poison'd darts of hate	C2
All the malice of a faction	B
Whose wounded pride would sate	C2
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Itself on thy distraction to brook shall be thy fate	C2
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'But thou shalt stand undaunted	A2
The arrows at thee hurl'd	D2
Till on Falsehood's grave implanted	A2
The flag of Truth's unfurl'd	D2
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And a mighty p an's chanted by her angels to the world	D2
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'That shall be a day of glory	A
Glory to our God on high	U
Glory to the angels o'er ye	A
Glory and exceeding joy	V
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Glory to the Nations glory to the seer they'd now destroy	V
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'Thus I've oped thy inner vision	B
In the language of thy kind	E2
Have shown to thee the mission	B
For which thou art designed	E2
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Then go and with God's blessing do the work to thee assigned '	-

Joseph Skipsey

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