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SONGS OF EXILE
The Lord, my God, He hath fulfilled His word;—
He ruleth as an all-consuming fire;—
I came with sacrifice, my prayer He heard,
Then granted my desire.
My sprinkling He accepted at the dawn
Of this, the holiest day, the chosen one,
When with the daily offering of the morn
The High Priest had begun.
And when the services thereafter came,
In glorious order, each a sacred rite,
I, bending low, and calling on the Name,
Confessed before His sight.
The holy Priests, the ardent, for their sin
Upon this day made their atonement then,
With blood of bullocks and of goats, within
The city full of men.
