
easter wings by george herbert - bart wolffe lyrics
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lord, who createdst man in wealth and store
though foolishly he lost the same
decaying more and more
till he became
most poore:
with thee
o let me rise
as larks, harmoniously
and sing this day thy victories:
then shall the fall further the flight in me
my tender age in sorrow did beginne
and still with sicknesses and shame
thou didst so punish sinne
that i became
most thinne
with thee
let me combine
and feel thy victorie:
for, if i imp my wing on thine
affliction shall advance the flight in me
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