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For Deliverance from a feaver
When Sorrowes had begyrt me rovnd,
And Paines within and out,
When in my flesh no part was sovnd,
Then didst thou rid me out
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When Sorrowes had begyrt me rovnd,
And Paines within and out,
When in my flesh no part was sovnd,
Then didst thou rid me out
In my distress I sought the Lord When naught on earth could comfort give,
And when my soul these things abhorred,
Then,
Lord,