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Seas of fire, beds of snow,
Are the best delights below;
A viper from the fire
Is his hire,
That knows not moments from eterni
Glorious God of day and nig
Spring of eternal light,
Hallelujahs, hymns and psalms,
And coronets of palms
Fill thy people evermore.
O mighty God,
et nor thy bruising rod
Crush our loins with an eternal pres
O let thy mercy be the measure,
For if thou keepest wrath in store,
We shall all die,
And none shall be left to gl(illegible text)
Thy name, and tell,
How thou hast sav'd our souls from hell.
FINIS.
