Locker of realms, liberties therein;
Who places over Earth's keyhole
Spoof of angel's twinkling invites;
And counterfeit deity; sun-whole.
Your light's penetrableness, tis said
Until Christ unapproachable.
Then whose visage of iron malice
God, so burns detectable?
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