To God alone, the only donour
To God alone , the Only donour
Of all our good and perfect Gifts,
Be Glory, Thanks, Renown and Honour,
That He my Mind ay upwards lifts;
For tho' stern Death does cut asunder
The Body, Spirit and the Soul,
Yet keeps he not the latter under:
To him belongs nought but the Foul.
Of all our good and perfect Gifts,
Be Glory, Thanks, Renown and Honour,
That He my Mind ay upwards lifts;
For tho' stern Death does cut asunder
The Body, Spirit and the Soul,
Yet keeps he not the latter under:
To him belongs nought but the Foul.
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