Risen back from the defeat of sudden warfare in the timeworn age:
Panic-stricken actions and reactions shrouded the air of silence,
Trumpets blown; arrows flashed across; a war ‘twixt emotions;
Discordant tidings rolled on messages; red flags beings raised;
Immunized oxygen passed into the bowels of the energy machine;
Pill to lie in quietness all through the conflicting moments,
Above all, the Blessings from Above descended upon the king of the family,
Mercifully drenched in the Fountain of Grace,
The inert engine of his body quickened to break the ice,
Here is risen back from the defeat of sudden warfare in the timeworn age,
The master of the family is lifted upon his throne,
And his indomitable courage is likely demonstrated on stage.
Our showers of thanks may be at the Feet of the Lord.
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