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Upon the plain of Dura stood an image great and high	A
With golden forehead broad and bright beneath the morning sky	A
All regal in its majesty and kingly in its mien	B
The grandest and most glorious thing the world had ever seen	B
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Full sixty cubits high in air the lordly head was reared	C
And robed in gold from head to foot the stately form appeared	C
Adown the breast six cubits broad a flood of yellow gold	D
All deftly wrought with matchless skill its shining tresses rolled	D
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And fronting thus the rising sun it sent back ray for ray	E
A golden flood of arrowy light into the face of day	E
While round its feet in awe and dread all Shinar stood amazed	F
And up into that radiant face with reverent wonder gazed	F
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Woke sackbut psaltery and harp woke dulcimer and flute	G
Then prone in dust fell prince and peer in lowly worship mute	G
The wise the gifted and the great the lordly and the base	H
Before the image bent the knee and bowed in dust the face	H
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Not all for lo three princely men with calm unaltered mien	B
With unbowed heads and folded arms gaze on the unhallowed scene	B
The golden image awes them not nor yet the king's decree	I
They bow not at the idol's shrine nor bend the servile knee	I
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Wake sackbut psaltery and harp wake yet again but nay	E
With calm pale faces sad and stern they slowly turn away	E
The monarch's wrath the furnace flame death death they know it all	J
Yet all these horrors powerless are those high hearts to appal	J
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Haste haste obsequious minions bear the tidings to your lord	K
Go tell him there are some who dare to disobey his word	L
Men of the captive Hebrew race men high in place and power	M
Who scorn to bow their haughty necks at his command this hour	M
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Go bring them nigh the monarch cries with fury in his face	H
And set them here before my throne these men of Hebrew race	H
Now Shadrach Meshach answer me and thou Abednego	A
They tell me ye refuse to bow and worship is it so	N
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But hearken if what time ye hear once more the pealing swell	J
Of sackbut psaltery and harp ye bend in homage well	J
If not the fiery furnace shall your quivering flesh devour	M
Then where's the God can rescue you from my avenging power	M
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Then answered they the captive three in calm respectful tone	O
While over each young fearless brow faith's hallowed radiance shone	O
Behold our God is for us now our God O King and He	I
Is able to deliver us from the fierce flames and thee	I
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Yea and He will deliver us yet be it known to thee	I
O King that could we truly know that so it would not be	I
E'en then we would not bow us down or worship at the shrine	P
Of this vain image thou hast reared or any god of thine	P
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Now lead ye forth these haughty men the wrathful monarch cried	Q
The while his face grew dark with rage and fury so defied	Q
Yea heat the furnace seven fold and in the fiercest flame	R
Blot out forever from the day each impious scorner's name	R
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Ay bind them well ye mighty men ye warriors stern and bold	D
And let your cords be very strong your fetters manifold	D
For neither they nor He they trust shall foil my kingly ire	S
Or save them from the wrathful flame of this devouring fire	M
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Now cast them in but oh my men they fade like morning mist	T
Slain by the fierce out leaping flame no mortal may resist	T
My warriors bold alas alas I did not will it so	N
Scathed by the fiery blast of death meant only for my foe	N
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The king has risen to his feet what sight has fixed his gaze	U
What mean the wonder in his face the look of blank amaze	U
And what the changed and falt'ring voice as doubtfully he cries	V
Tell me ye counsellors of mine ye ancient men and wise	V
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Did we not cast each firmly bound into the fiercest flame	R
Three mortal men for death designed of Hebrew race and name	R
Three only three or do I dream What sight is this I view	W
And all his counsellors replied O monarch it is true	W
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Yet now amid the blinding flames unbound and calm and free	I
Walking with firm and steady step the fiery waves I see	I
Not three but four and lo the form of Him the fourth I ween	P
Is like the Son of God so calm so gracious is His mien	P
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Then to the furnace mouth drew near the monarch with his train	P
The baffled monarch bowed and quelled feeling how poor and vain	P
Were all his boasted pomp and power how impotent and Week	A
The arm so void of strength that hour his mad revenge to wreak	A
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Ho Shadrach Meshach hasten ye and thou Abednego	A
Servants of God Most High come forth the monarch cried and lo	N
Without a touch or tinge of fire or smell of scorching flame	R
Forth from the glowing heat intense God's faithful servants came	R
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O servants of a heathen king all vainly would ye trace	H
Or hue or stain or smell of fire on any form or face	H
Those comely locks of raven hair smooth and unscorched behold	D
Nor may ye find one trace of flame on any garment's fold	D
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Then cried the heathen king again and oh how altered now	P
The tone and utterance how changed the haughty lip and brow	P
Now blessed be the God who hath His angel sent to free	I
His servants who have trusted Him and changed the King's decree	I
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Who gave their bodies to the flame rather than once to swerve	X
From their allegiance to the God whom they delight to serve	X
Therefore let no one speak against this Glorious One and Just	Y
Who saves as none but He can save the souls that in Him trust	Y
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Then calmly to their wonted toil their worldly cares again	P
Unconscious of their deathless fame went forth those dauntless men	P
Thrice blessed men with whom that day their gracious Lord had walked	Z
And lovingly as friend with friend of hallowed mysteries talked	Z
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He walked with them amid the flames Oh to the paths we tread	A2
The brighter smoother greener paths with summer flowers o'erspread	A2
If but our weak hearts welcome Him the same dear Lord will come	B2
And walk with us through countless snares till we arrive at home	C2

Pamela S. Vining, (j. C. Yule)

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