But for your holy ones there was great light.
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yet for that they do not hurt them, though wronged by them before, they are thankful;
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Therefore you provided a burning pillar of fire,
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For the Egyptians well deserved to be deprived of light and imprisoned by darkness,
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After they had taken counsel to kill the babes of the holy ones,
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Our fathers were made aware of that night beforehand,
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Salvation of the righteous and destruction of the enemies was expected by your people.
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For as you took vengeance on the adversaries,
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For holy children of good men offered sacrifice in secret,
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But the discordant cry of the enemies echoed back,
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Both servant and master were punished with the same just doom,
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Yes, they all together, under one form of death,
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For while they were disbelieving all things by reason of the enchantments,
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For while peaceful silence wrapped all things,
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your all-powerful word leapt from heaven, from the royal throne,
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bearing as a sharp sword your authentic commandment,
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Then immediately apparitions in dreams terribly troubled them,
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And each, one thrown here half dead, another there,
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for the dreams, disturbing them, forewarned them of this,
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The experience of death also touched the righteous,
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For a blameless man hurried to be their champion,
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And he overcame the anger,
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For when the dead had already fallen in heaps one upon another,
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For the whole world was pictured on his long robe,
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The destroyer yielded to these, and they feared;
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