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When rising from the bed of death,
O’erwhelmed with guilt and fear,
I see my Maker face to face,
O how shall I appear

Christ dying, rising, interceding, and reigning
Acts 4:24, etc
[Maker and sovereign Lord Of heav'n, and earth, and seas,
Thy providence confirms thy word,

The well rising without sound, the spring on a hillside, the plowshare brimming through deep ground everywhere in the field— The sharp swallows in their swerve flaring and hesitating hunting for the final curve coming closer and closer— The swallo...

Busy old fool, unruly Sun, Why dost thou thus, Through windows, and through curtains, call on us
Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run
Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide Late schoolboys, and sour prentices, Go tell court-huntsmen that the...