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riests, priests !--there’s no such name,God’s own, exceptYetake most vainly. ‘Though Heaven’slifted gateThe priestly ephod insole glory swept.When Christ ascended, entered in, andsateWith victor face sublimely overwept,At Deity’s right hand, to mediate,He alone, He for ever. On his breastThe Urim and the ‘hummim, fed with fireFrom the full Godhead, flicker withthe unrestOf human, pitiful heartbeats. Come uphigher,All Christians!possessed !That solitary alb ye shall admire,
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