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XXI. (Book 21)
〈♫〉〈♫〉 COme let vs sound with melody the praises of the kings king, Th'omni- 〈♫〉〈♫〉 〈♫〉〈♫〉 potent cre- a- tor, Author of number, that hath all the world in harmonie framed. 〈♫〉〈♫〉
Heau'n is his throne perpetually shining,
His deuine power and glorie thence he thunders,
One in all, and all still in one abiding,
Both Father, and Sonne.
O sacred sprite inuisible, eternall,
Eu'ry where, yet vnlimited, that all things
Canst in one moment penetrate, reuiue me
O holy Spirit.
〈◊〉〈◊〉, O re••eue me from earthly darkne••,
〈1 line〉〈1 line〉
Guide my soule, that thirsts, to the liuely Fountaine
Of thy deuinenes.
Cleanse my soule, O God, thy bespotted Image,
Altered with sinne, so that heau'nly purenes
Cannot acknowledge me but in thy mercies
O Father of grace.
But when once thy beames do remoue my darknes,
O then I'le shine forth as an Angell of light,
And record with more than an earthly voice thy
Infinite 〈◊〉〈◊〉