Streams from Helicon Or, Poems On Various Subjects. In Three Parts. By Alexander Pennecuik ... The Second Edition. Enter'd in Stationer's Hall |
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With heavenly Eloquence, Lord, fill my Soul,
O fire my dead Heart with an Altar Coal:
Not from Parnassus, but from Zion's Hill
Let sacred Streams into my Heart distill.
Inspire my Heart with strong Seraphick Verse,
A Saviour's melting Mercies to rehearse;
I'll sing mysterious Love to all the Universe.
O bounteous Heaven, thy Mercy I adore,
Thou Blessings gives till I can ask no more;
Blessings, which I cou'd never thought upon,
The Rich, the Royal Gift, thy only Son.
O fire my dead Heart with an Altar Coal:
Not from Parnassus, but from Zion's Hill
Let sacred Streams into my Heart distill.
Inspire my Heart with strong Seraphick Verse,
A Saviour's melting Mercies to rehearse;
I'll sing mysterious Love to all the Universe.
O bounteous Heaven, thy Mercy I adore,
Thou Blessings gives till I can ask no more;
Blessings, which I cou'd never thought upon,
The Rich, the Royal Gift, thy only Son.
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