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I built upon a rock,
But ere Destruction's hand
Dealt equal lot
To Court and cot,
My rock had turn'd to sand!

I leant upon an oak,
But in the hour of need,
Alack-a-day,
My trusted stay
Was but a bruis-ed reed!

Ah faithless rock,
My simple faith to mock!
Ah trait'rous oak,
Thy worthlessness to cloak,

I drew a sword of steel
But when to home and hearth
The battle's breath
Bore fire and death,
My sword was but a lath!

I lit a beacon fire,
But on a stormy day
Of frost and rime,
In wintertime,
My fire had died away!

Ah, coward steel,
That fear can un-anneal!
False fire indeed,
To fail me in my need!
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