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156.
[Not so the true immortal Bread]
Some of them left of it until the morning, &c.
—xvi. 20.
Not so the true immortal Bread,
By which our hungry souls are fed:
If kept by us it always be,
It keeps us from corruption free:
And soon the' incorruptible grace
Shall these vile putrid bodies raise,
Long as our heavenly Food to' endure,
And pure as God Himself is pure.
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