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For M. M. upon her Recovery, when at Antwerp.

Oh, praise the Lord, my Soul, humbly adore
The riches of his Grace, which more and more
To me his Handmaid hath been still exprest;
Let Love and Praise be equally encreast.
'Twas God, who first did Life and Reason give;
By him I am preserv'd, in him I live:
His Mercy, and his Pow'r did lately save
My Soul from Death, my Body from the Grave.
'Tis just, I to my God should wholly live,
Who hath renew'd the Life he first did give.
Thou that didst make me put my mind in frame;
Make me thy Servant, who thy Creature am.
As thou hast lately made my Body whole,
So do much more for my more precious Soul.
What thou hast wrought without, now work within;
My pain is gone, Lord cleanse me from my Sin:
Thy healthful Spirit upon me bestow,
That I in Grace may daily stronger grow.
So strengthen me, that I may walk in ways
Of Holiness and Peace through all my daies,
Till thou shalt take me hence to live above,
In endless Joys with thee, the God of Love.