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As faith thus sanctified the warrior's crest

While from the Papal Unity there came,

What feebler means had fail'd to give, one aim

Diffused thro’ all the regions of the West;

So does her Unity its power attest

By works of Art, that shed, on the outward frame

Of worship, glory and grace, which who shall blame

That ever looked to heaven for final rest?

Hail countless Temples! that so well befit

Your ministry; that, as ye rise and take

Form spirit and character from holy writ,

Give to devotion, wheresoe'er awake,

Pinions of high and higher sweep, and make

The unconverted soul with awe submit.