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192 Bunker Hill

We are expos'd all day to die,
As martyrs for thy cause,
As sheep for slaughter bound we lie,
By sharp and bloody laws.

Awake, arise, almighty Lord,
Why sleeps thy wonted grace?
Why should we look like men ab horr'd,
Or banish'd from thy face?

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