Call out my name to fortify,
Thy walls of clay and stand thee by.
Hail my word for pagan's sake,
To be stationed in heaven on high.
Take heed wisdom my mouth hath spake,
As emperor be not a fake.
Punish the wrong, reward the right,
Though they'll be judged for the fiery lake.
Your people will revolt with height,
So snuff them out as grand despite,
Their fooled attempts to wage us war,
Preferred new rule, rebelled to fight,
The new position that you bore,
Can take a man his spirit to gore.
Have faith in me as said before,
And then your rule becomes a chore.
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