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The Reformation

After darkness, light

The fearful hold of priest-craft gone

As the gospel shines among us throng.

After blindness, sight

 

After chains, release.

The church’s war with God is o’er

And Satan masters us no more.

After conflict, peace.

 

After merit, grace.

No longer to the Pope we bow

For Christ the King is center now.

After man, Thy face.