| Now let a second Trance transport thy Spirit |
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| The Sighes of a Pensive Soule, Groaning under the Burden of Sinne |
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| The Crazed Soule Being Almost in Dispaire, Desireth Grace to Hope in Gods Mercy |
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| But now, begin the angry Heav'ns to scoule |
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| Of Lifes Brevitie, the Fleshes Frailtie, the Worlds Vanitie, and the Divels Tyranny - |
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| A Desire of the Loving Soule, of God, to Be Kissed with the Kisse of Peace |
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| Now hath the great CREATOR, for Mans sake |
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| The Soule Desireth to Know God |
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| Sith All Gods Creatures Are Against Those That Are Against God, in Action, the Sunner Desireth to Be in Unitie with Him - |
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| Now to this Lifelesse, yet Life-giving Body |
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