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Ah me! conceiv’d in sin, and born… A nothing, here to day, but gone t… Whose mean beginning, blushing can… But night and darkness must with s… My mother’s breeding sickness, I…
What shall I render to Thy name Or how Thy praises speak? My thanks how shall I testify? O Lord, Thou know’st I’m weak. I owe so much, so little can
When time was young, & World in I… Man did not proudly strive for So… But each one thought his petty Ru… If of his house he held the Monar… This was the golden Age, but afte…
In silent night when rest I took, For sorrow near I did not look, I wakened was with thund’ring nois… And piteous shrieks of dreadful vo… That fearful sound of “fire” and “…
No sooner come, but gone, and fal’… Acquaintance short, yet parting ca… Three flours, two searcely blown,… Cropt by th’Almighties hand; yet… With dreadful awe before him let’s…
Thou ill-form’d offspring of my fe… Who after birth didst by my side r… Till snatched from thence by frien… Who thee abroad, expos’d to public… Made thee in raggs, halting to th’…
When Sorrowes had begyrt me rovnd… And Paines within and out, When in my flesh no part was sovnd… Then didst thou rid me out. My burning flesh in sweat did boyl…
By night when others soundly slept… And had at once both case and rest… My waking eyes were open kept And so to lie I found it best. I sought Him whom my soul did lov…
In silent night when rest I took For sorrow near I did not look I waked was with thund’ring noise And piteous shrieks of dreadful vo… That fearful sound of “Fire!” and…
Another four I’ve left yet to bri… Of four times four the last Quate… The Winter, Summer, Autumn & the… In season all these Seasons I sha… Sweet Spring like man in his Mino…
Bles’t bee thy Name, who did’st r… To health my Daughter dear When death did seem ev’n to approa… And life was ended near. Gravnt shee remember what thov’st…
Be still, thou unregenerate part, Disturb no more my settled heart, For I have vow’d (and so will do) Thee as a foe still to pursue, And combat with thee will and must
O thou Most High who rulest all And hear’st the prayers of thine, O hearken, Lord, unto my suit And my petition sign. Into Thy everlasting arms Of merc…
Dear Sir of late delighted with t… Of your four Sisters cloth’d in b… Of fairer Dames the Sun, ne’r saw… Though made a pedestal for Adams… Their worth so shines in these ric…
The former four now ending their d… Ceasing to vaunt their good, or th… Lo other four step up, crave leave… The native qualityes that from the… But first they wisely shew’d their…