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... Lord and his Messiah dear . Let us break off , say they , by strength of hand Their bonds , and cast from us , no more to wear , Their twisted cords : he who in Heaven doth dwell Shall laugh , the Lord shall scoff them , then severe ...
... Lord and his Messiah dear . Let us break off , say they , by strength of hand Their bonds , and cast from us , no more to wear , Their twisted cords : he who in Heaven doth dwell Shall laugh , the Lord shall scoff them , then severe ...
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... Lord for daily thee I call ; 4 O make rejoyce Thy Servants Soul ; for Lord to thee I lift my soul and voice , 5 For thou art good , thou Lord art prone To pardon , thou to all Art full of mercy , thou alone To them that on thee call . 6 ...
... Lord for daily thee I call ; 4 O make rejoyce Thy Servants Soul ; for Lord to thee I lift my soul and voice , 5 For thou art good , thou Lord art prone To pardon , thou to all Art full of mercy , thou alone To them that on thee call . 6 ...
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John Milton. Remainest God alone . II Teach me O Lord thy way most right , I in thy truth will bide , To fear thy name my heart unite So shall it never slide . 12 Thee will I praise O Lord my God Thee bonour , and adore With my whole ...
John Milton. Remainest God alone . II Teach me O Lord thy way most right , I in thy truth will bide , To fear thy name my heart unite So shall it never slide . 12 Thee will I praise O Lord my God Thee bonour , and adore With my whole ...
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