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And though I justify myselfe to's face : I do Condemn myselfe before thy Grace . 5 He strives to mount my sins , and them advance Above thy Merits , Pardons , or Good Will Thy Grace to lessen , and thy Wrath t'inhance As if thou couldst ...
And though I justify myselfe to's face : I do Condemn myselfe before thy Grace . 5 He strives to mount my sins , and them advance Above thy Merits , Pardons , or Good Will Thy Grace to lessen , and thy Wrath t'inhance As if thou couldst ...
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40 Thus I might search , Poor Soul , the Magazeen Of Gospell Graces over : I might paint Out Satan sculking each side each unseen To Hoodwinck Sinners , and to hopple Saints . For he to dim their Grace , and slick up sin Calls Brass ...
40 Thus I might search , Poor Soul , the Magazeen Of Gospell Graces over : I might paint Out Satan sculking each side each unseen To Hoodwinck Sinners , and to hopple Saints . For he to dim their Grace , and slick up sin Calls Brass ...
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GRACE IN THY LIPS IS POURED OUT Thy Humane Frame , my Glorious Lord , I spy , A Golden Still with Heavenly Choice drugs filld ; Thy Holy Love , the Glowing heate whereby , The Spirit of Grace is graciously distilld .
GRACE IN THY LIPS IS POURED OUT Thy Humane Frame , my Glorious Lord , I spy , A Golden Still with Heavenly Choice drugs filld ; Thy Holy Love , the Glowing heate whereby , The Spirit of Grace is graciously distilld .
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