Devotions in the ancient way of offices. With psalms, hymns, and prayers for every day of the week and every holiday in the year. / Reformed by A person of quality, ; and published by George Hickes, D.D.

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Title: Devotions in the ancient way of offices. With psalms, hymns, and prayers for every day of the week and every holiday in the year. / Reformed by A person of quality, ; and published by George Hickes, D.D.
Author: Birchley, William, 1613-1669.
Publication: London :: Printed for J. Jones at the Bell, in St.-Paul's Church-Yard,; 1700.
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Subject terms: Church of England -- Liturgy.; Devotional exercises.
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Hymn 10.

LET others take their course,
And sing what Name they please;
Let Wealth or Beauty be their Theme,
Such empty Sounds as these.

For me, I'll ne'er admire
A Lump of burnisht Clay;
Howe're it shines, it is but Dust,
And shall to Dust decay.

Sweet Jesus! is the Name
My Song shall still adore;
Sweet Jesus is the charming Word,
That does my Life restore.

Wherefore to thee bright Name,
Behold thus low I bow;
And thus again; yet is all this
Far less than what I owe.

Down then, down both my Knees,
Still lower to the Ground;
Whilst with mine Eyes and Voice lift up,
Aloud these Lines do sound.

Live glorious King of Heaven,
By all thy Heaven ador'd;
Live gracious Saviour of the World,
Our chief and only Lord.

Live, and for ever may
Thy Throne establisht be;
For ever may all Hearts and Tongues
Sing Hymns of Praise to Thee.