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〈♫〉〈♫〉WHen the poore Criple by the Poole did lye, 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Full many, many yeeres in mi- se- ry and paine, No sooner hee on 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Christ had set his eye, But hee was well, hee was well, was well 〈♫〉〈♫〉 and comfort, comfort came a- gaine, a- gaine. No Dauid, Iob, nor Criple in 〈♫〉〈♫〉 more griefe, in more griefe, Christ giue mee patience, patience, and my 〈♫〉〈♫〉 Hopes reliefe. 〈♫〉〈♫〉