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STRONG Son of God, immortal Love,
Whom we, that have not seen thy face,
By faith, and faith alone, embrace, Believing where we cannot prove;
Thine are these orbs of light and shade ;
Thou madest Life in man and brute ;
Thou madest Death ; and lo, thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made.
Thou wilt not leave us in the dust :
Thou madest man, he knows not why ;
He thinks he was not made to die ; And thou hast made him : thou art just.