Wilt thou love God, as he thee? then digest,My Soule, this wholsome meditation,How God the Spirit, by Angels waited onIn heaven, doth make his Temple in thy brest.The Father having begot a Sonne most blest,And still begetting, (for he ne’r begonne)Hath deign’d to chuse thee by adoption,Coheire to his glory, and Sabbaths endlesse rest;And as …
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