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[45 Lord of whome I doe depende]

O Lord of whome I doe depende,
beholde my carefull heart,
And when thy will and pleasure is,
Release mee of my smart.
Thou seest my sorrowes what they are,
my griefe is knowne to thee:
And there is none that can remoue,
or take the same from mee.
But onely thou whose aide I craue,
whose mercy still is prest:
To ease all those that come to thee,
for succour and for rest.