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 14 Aime Bradjlreet''s Works.

Yea, when I was mofl: low and poor, I faid I fhall praife thee at lenght.

What fhall I render to my God For all his Bovnty Ihew'd to me, Even for his mercyes in his rod, Where pitty moft of all I fee?

My heart I wholly giue to Thee:

O make it frvitfull, faithfull Lord!

My life fhall dedicated bee

To praife in thought, in Deed, in Word.

Thou know'ft no life I did require Longer then ftill thy Name to praife, Nor ovght on Earth worthy Defire, In drawing out thefe wretched Dayes.

Thy Name and praife to celebrate, O Lord! for aye is my requeft. O, gravnt I doe it in this ftate. And then with thee which is the Belt.

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