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LXX. ANOTHER.
[What follies abound]
What follies abound
Where reason is drown'd
By an heathenish nurse in a torrent of sound!
When by Satan beguiled,
With sonnets defiled,
She angers her Maker, to quiet her child!
Where reason is drown'd
By an heathenish nurse in a torrent of sound!
When by Satan beguiled,
With sonnets defiled,
She angers her Maker, to quiet her child!
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Who the Saviour and Son
Of Mary have known,
They delight to converse with their Jesus alone;
They at all times proclaim
His wonderful name,
And in tending their infants they sing of the Lamb.
Of Mary have known,
They delight to converse with their Jesus alone;
They at all times proclaim
His wonderful name,
And in tending their infants they sing of the Lamb.
The Lamb from the throne
Of His Father came down;
He was flesh of our flesh, He was bone of our bone:
The omnipotent Lord,
By all heaven adored,
The invisible Godhead appear'd in the Word.
Of His Father came down;
He was flesh of our flesh, He was bone of our bone:
The omnipotent Lord,
By all heaven adored,
The invisible Godhead appear'd in the Word.
With the children of men
Jehovah was seen,
Through the veil of our dignified nature between;
The Ancient of Days
Discover'd His face,
And admitted His angels with rapture to gaze.
Jehovah was seen,
Through the veil of our dignified nature between;
The Ancient of Days
Discover'd His face,
And admitted His angels with rapture to gaze.
Who gave all things to be,
What a wonder to see
Him born of His creature, and nursed on her knee!
The Infant Divine
(Let all creatures combine
To acknowledge the grace) was as helpless as mine!
What a wonder to see
Him born of His creature, and nursed on her knee!
The Infant Divine
(Let all creatures combine
To acknowledge the grace) was as helpless as mine!
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