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Sonnet. XII.
[Bountifull Lord Christ (whose hand liberall]
Bountifull Lord Christ (whose hand liberallIs still out stretched for mans sustenance
Which wee much thankelesse with small souenance
recount, when in such larges it doth fall:
But that which all men in especiall
Ought to maintaine in high rememberance,
(Naylde feete and hands, and hart pearc'de with a Launce
For our redemption from the sinfull thrall)
With feruent zeale, true Loue, feare reuerent,
Is quite forgot of most: and yet these bee
The chiefe deare signes for our saluation sent:
Oh blessed Chist, bestow thy grace on mee
Bestow this blessed grace (deare Christ) that I
May hope new life by thy death, when I die.
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