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2 May I like you in God delight;

And always have my God in sight;

Perform (like you) my Makers will;

And never never more do ill.

Had I your Wings to Heaven I'd flie,

But Love shall that defect supply;

And my Soul Wing'd with warm desire,

Shall all day long to Heav'n aspire.

Glory to thee who safe hast kept,

And hast refresht me whilst I'slept.

Grant Lord, when I from Death awake,

I may of Endless Life partake.

I would not wake, nor rise again;

Ev'n Heaven it self I would disdain;

Wert thou not there to be Enjoy'd,

And I in Hymns to be Imploy'd.

Heav'n is, dear Lord, where e're thou art,

Oh! never then from me depart,

For to my Soul 'tis Hell to be,

But one sad moment without Thee.

Glory to Thee; be thou this Day,

In all I think, or do, or say.

That all my Powers their force may raise,

And all Day long recite thy Praise.

LL Praise to thee (my God) this Night,

For all the Blessings of the Light.

Keep me, Oh keep me, King of Kings,

Under thine own Almighty Wings. 2. For