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XII.

=The Reward of God’s Messenger.=

“I bless Thee for the light that dawns e’en now upon my soul, And brightens all the narrow way, with glory from the goal. The hour and power of darkness, it is fleeting fast away, Light shall arise on Scotland, a glorious gospel day!

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Now let thy good word be fulfilled, and let thy kingdom come, And in thine now best time, O Lord, take thy poor servant home.” _Lays of the Kirk and Covenant._

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