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WHO will give me the Wings of a Dove; that I may fly away, and be at rest?
That I may fly away from the Troubles of the World; and be at rest, dear Lord, with thee:
Here, alas! we are fore'd to sigh, and bear with Grief the Burthen of our Mi∣series.
Often we encounter Chances that en∣danger us; and divert our Progress to the Way of Bliss.
Often we are assaulted with Temptati∣ons that overcome us; and set us back in the Accounts of Eternity.
How many times, O my Soul, have we plainly concluded, that this Earth af∣fords no real Joy!
How many times have we fully agreed, that Heaven alone is the place of Happi∣ness!
Yet do these false Allurements again deceive us; and steal away our Hearts to dote on Folly:
Yet do unconstant We forget our Reso∣lutions; and wretchedly neglect our true Felicity.
O thou victorious Conqueror of Sin and Death! do thou assist us in this dan∣gerous Warfare.
O thou benign Refresher of distressed Spirits! do thou relieve us in this dange∣rous Pilgrimage.
Make us still thirst and sigh after Thee; the Living Fountain of Life-giving Streams.
Make us despise all other Delights; and set our Affections entirely on thy Joys.
Since nothing, Lord, can satisfie our Souls but Thee, O let our Souls seek no∣thing but thee.
Glory be to the Father, &c. As it was in the beginning, &c.