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〈♫〉〈♫〉 THou Lord hast made us see that pious thoughts Of future reformation for past faults, Nor satisfie thy justice, or prevent Alwaies the stroaks of thy dire punishment. Our hopes orelaid by sin
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〈♫〉〈♫〉 THou Lord hast made us see that pious thoughts Of future reformation for past faults, Nor satisfie thy justice, or prevent Alwaies the stroaks of thy dire punishment. Our hopes orelaid by sin
〈♫〉〈♫〉 on thee depend For pardon, not on our resolves t'amend. When by vindictive judgements on us layd. Thou hast thy glory in our shame displaid. And how' unsafe it is shown us by these; To dare t'offend, on after hopes to please: Thy mercies then I trust the blessings may Restore, which wrong'd we forc'd thee snatch away.