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MEDITATION
Wrote a little before the Author's Death.
TO thee O Jeſus I will ſing,
Who mankind fall'n from where he ſtood,
Up from their ruined ſtate did bring,
Having redeem'd them by his blood.
I'll praiſe thee, who the angelic race.
Preſerv'ſt trom fear of falling free,
Extending unto both thy grace,
And who uphold it all things that be.
'Tis true ſome heaven-born left their ſtate,
This was the place where they ſat;
Made void when they were turn'd to hell,
But thou this ruin to repair.
