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For Error flees away from it, and meets it not: but the Truth proceeds in the right path, and

As the honey distills from the comb of the bees,

And the milk flows from the woman that loves her children;

All those will be astonished that see me. For from another race am I:

For the Father of truth remembered me: He who possessed me from the beginning:

And light dawned from the Word that was beforetime in Him;

That He might save souls for ever by the truth of His name: a new song arises from those who love Him. Hallelujah.

And bring us out from the bonds of darkness: and open to us the door by which we shall come out to thee.