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��Anne Bi^adjlreet''s Woi'ks.

��cially feing it is for my Ipirituall advantage? for I hope my foul fhall flourifh while my body decayes, and the weaknes of this outward man fhall bee a meanes to ftrenghten my inner man.

Yet a little while and he that fhall come will come, and will not tarry.

��May 13, 1657.

��\ S fpring the winter doth fucceed, ■^ ^ And leaues the naked Trees doe drefle, The earth all black is cloth'd in green; At fvn-fliine each their joy exprelTe.

My Svns returned with healing wings, My Soul and Body doth rejoice; My heart exvlts, and praifes fings To him that heard my wailing Voice.

My winters paft, my ftormes are gone. And former clowdes feem now all fled ; But, if they mvft eclipfe again, I'le rvn where I was fuccoured.

I haue a flielter from the ftorm, A fhadow from the fainting heat; I haue accefl'e vnto his Throne, Who is a God fo wondrous great.

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