CVIII

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CVIII

Uzzah and Obed-Edom

The ark of God has hidden strength;

Who reverence or profane,

They, or their seed, shall find at length

The penalty or gain.

While as a sojourner it sought

Of old its destined place,

A blessing on the home it brought

Of one who did it grace.

But there was one, outstripping all

The holy-vestured band,

Who laid on it, to save its fall,

A rude corrective hand.

Read, who the Church would cleanse, and mark

How stern the warning runs;

There are two ways to aid her ark⁠—

As patrons, and as sons.