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In sacred stories we recorded finde
Of Gidean poore, also in humble minde,
How God rais'd him, and set him up on Hy ,
Newly his Israel so to save thereby.

Doubtfull he was, his faith God did increase,
In wetting and in drying of his fleece.
Great Lord, since you are then advanced Hy ,
Be by in grace, in Gideous valiancy,
In courage let your Magnitude appeare,
Ever to be accounced, great, good, Peere.
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