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JUDGES VIII	A
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Who are ye who through the night	B
Onward urge your desperate flight	B
Far and wide the hills repeat	C
The hurried tread of armed feet	C
Ringing helm and dying groan	D
The crash of chariots overthrown	D
And muttered curse and menace dire	E
As warriors in their rage expire	E
From the vengeance of the Lord	F
From the terrors of the sword	F
From Karkor's field with slaughter red	G
Have Zebah and Zalmunna fled	G
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He who checked their haughty boast	H
Hard upon that flying host	H
Presses with avenging spear	I
Flashing on their scattered rear	I
Nor can hills of slaughter tire	J
The pursuer's burning ire	E
Still along the hills are poured	F
Shouts of Gideon and the Lord	F
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Morning spread her wings of light	B
O'er the sable couch of night	B
Back the shades of darkness rolled	K
Glowed the purple east with gold	K
And the young day's rosy glance	L
Gleamed on broken helm and lance	L
Ere the fearful chase was won	M
Ere the fierce pursuit was done	M
Or the slayer staid his hand	N
Or the warrior sheathed his brand	N
Or rested from the sanguine toil	O
Or paused to share the princely spoil	O
And pealed along the host the cry	P
The Lord hath won the victory	Q
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Lo Zebah and Zalmunna come	R
Unheralded by trump or drum	R
Harp and timbrel now are mute	S
Cymbal loud and softer flute	S
And where are they the bands that rent	T
At morn with shouts the firmament	T
Like clods far stretched o'er plain and hill	U
Their limbs are stiff their lips are still	U
Broken is the arm of war	V
Quenched in night is Midian's star	W
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Hot with toil and stained with blood	T
Yet still in spirit unsubdued	T
To the champion of the Lord	T
Midian's princes yield the sword	T
Pomp and power and crown and life	A
All were staked on that fell strife	A
All are lost yet still they bear	X
A monarch's pride in their despair	X
A warrior's pride that will not yield	T
Though vanquished on the battle field	T
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Captives of my bow and spear	I
Zebah and Zalmunna hear	Y
God hath smitten down the pride	T
Of Midian on the mountain's side	T
Ye are given a helpless prey	Z
Into Israel's hand to day	Z
Gideon's arm is strong to spare	X
Princes boldly now declare	X
The form and bearing of the brave	A
Who at Tabor found a grave	A
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His head the high Zalmunna raised	T
A moment on the victor gazed	T
And paused until the tide of thought	T
The image back to memory brought	T
His reply was stern and brief	A
As thou art were they O chief	A
Each a regal crown might wear	X
Each might be a monarch's heir	X
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With a sudden start and cry	P
Quivering lip and blazing eye	P
Gideon smote his clenched hand	T
Fiercely on his battle brand	T
Smitten down with spear and bow	A2
All my father's house lie low	B2
Brethren of one mother born	C2
As their sun went down at morn	C2
Neither crown nor regal state	T
Shall exempt you from their fate	T
By the Lord of Hosts I swear	X
Had your souls been known to spare	X
The men whom ye at Tabor slew	D2
Such mercy I had shown to you	D2
Up Jether for thy kindred's sake	E2
Thy father's sword and spirit take	E2
Let Zebah and Zalmunna feel	F2
A brother's vengeance in the steel	F2
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Eagerly the blood stained brand	T
Grasped young Jether in his hand	T
While the spirit of his race	G2
Lighted up his kindling face	G2
And his soul to vengeance woke	H2
As he nerved him for the stroke	H2
Now for Gideon and the Lord	T
He said then sudden dropped the sword	T
As from a palsied arm and pressed	T
His hand upon his heaving breast	T
And the burning crimson streak	I2
Faded from his altered cheek	I2
As he backward slowly stepped	T
And turned away his head and wept	T
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All unbidden to his eyes	J2
Visions of his home arise	J2
The play mates of his early years	K2
The spot that kindred love endears	K2
The sunny fields the rugged rocks	K2
The valley where they fed their flocks	K2
The still deep stream the drooping pride	T
Of willows weeping o'er the tide	T
And are they gone the young and brave	A
Who oft in sport had stemmed that wave	A
When fainting from the mid day heat	T
They sought at noon that cool retreat	T
While one among the youthful throng	L2
Poured forth his ardent soul in song	L2
And bade his harp's wild numbers tell	M2
How Israel fled and Egypt fell	M2
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Proudly then Zalmunna spoke	H2
Dost thou think we dread the stroke	H2
Doomed to stretch us on the plain	N2
With the brave in battle slain	N2
Leave yon tender boy to shed	T
Tear drops o'er the tombless dead	T
Like the mighty chiefs of old	T
Thou art cast in sterner mould	T
Rise then champion of the Lord	T
Rise and slay us with the sword	T
Life from thee we scorn to crave	A
Midian would not live a slave	A
But when Judah's harp shall raise	K2
Songs to celebrate thy praise	K2
Let the bards of Israel tell	M2
How Zebah and Zalmunna fell	M2

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