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I / Were my bosom as false as thou deem'st it to be, / I need not have wandered from far Galilee; / It was but abjuring my creed to efface / The curse which, thou say'st, is the crime of my race.
II / If the bad never triumph, then God is with thee! / If the slave only sin-thou art spotless and free! / If the Exile on earth is an Outcast on high, / Live on in thy faith-but in mine I will die.
III / I have lost for that faith more than thou canst bestow, / As the God who permits thee to prosper doth know; / In his hand is my heart and my hope-and in thine / The land and the life which for him I resign.
*Seaham, 1815.*