Hurricane

Storms dew
Reign bows
Royal heir
Infallible
Destination
Holy temple
Being human
God-breathed
With in eyed
Peace χ be still
HE IS east, to
West
ascension
The Son alight
To one thought
Fully virtuous
Glow now arise
Shining candle
For eye cannot
Be save guided

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