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Hail, thou bright and sacred mornHail, thou bright and sacred morn,
Risen with gladness in thy beams!
Light, which not of earth is born,
From thy dawn in glory streams;
Airs of heaven are breathed around,
And each place is holy ground.
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Men Who Walk in Folly's WayMen who walk in folly's way,
And to evil turn aside,
Find that sorrow will repay
Those who wisdom's laws defied;
Down to death's dark portals led,
They abhor their daily bread.
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