Who so beset him round with dismal storiesDo but themselves confound--his strength the more is.No foes shall stay his might; though he with giants fight,He will make good his right to be a pilgrim.

Since, Lord, Thou dost defend us with Thy Spirit,We know we at the end, shall life inherit.Then fancies flee away! I'll fear not what men say,I'll labor night and day to be a pilgrim.

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