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1     I|   frail foundations laid in earthly mould,~Where of our faith
2   III|     army hears~Her chiefest earthly aid, in heaven yet placed~
3   VII|   therein no wonder lies~If earthly tempered metal could not
4    XI|  Right well, my lord, these earthly strengths you move,~But
5   XII| flit~At unawares out of her earthly nest,~Thine be the thanks,
6   XIV|     clothed am in flesh and earthly mould,~My spirit pure, and
7 XVIII|     bright, that dark; that earthly, this divine.~ ~ XIII~Thus
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