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Whilst I was hearing Musick.
Feb. 1. 1671.
Lord, take my Soul, and tune it to thy will,It wanteth tuning, but thou want'st no skill.
O let thy Grace my mind bring into frame,
So shall I love and praise thy glorious name.
In thy great goodness shall my heart rejoyce,
Thy goodness I will praise with chearful voice:
Also my Life I'l study so to frame,
That all my works may glorifie thy name.
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This harmony thou lov'st, this pleaseth me;
Thus will I spend my time on Earth, thus I
Will serve thee whilst I live, and when I die,
I in a nobler sort thy name will praise,
Let Grace raise me, so I'l thy Glory raise.
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