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The Word came down to Dives in Torment where he lay: / ‘Our World is full of wickedness, My Children maim and slay, / ‘And the Saint and Seer and Prophet / ‘Can make no better of it / ‘Than to sanctify and prophesy and pray.
‘Rise up, rise up, thou Dives, and take again thy gold, / ‘And thy women and thy housen as they were to thee of old. / ‘It may be grace hath found thee / ‘In the furnace where We bound thee, / ‘And that thou shalt bring the peace My Son foretold.'