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To us, Christ's lowest parts; his feet, Union and Faith must yet suffice, To guide and comfort us: It's meet We trust our Head who hath our Eyes. Christ seeth all that I would see: The Way and End to Him are known: He hath prepared the Place for me: He'll Love and Use me as his Own.

To us, Christ's lowest parts; his feet, Union and Faith must yet suffice, To guide and comfort us: It's meet We trust our Head who hath our Eyes. Christ seeth all that I would see: The Way and End to Him are known: He hath prepar'd the Place for me: He'l Love and Use me as his Own.

How many guiltless creatures die, To be a feast or food for me? Who love their Lives as well as I? And hath not God more right to me? Must I be privileged alone? Or no man Die until he please? And God deposed from his Throne, And humane generation cease?

How many guiltless creatures die, To be a feast or food for me? Who love their Lives as well as I? And hath not God more right to me? Must I be priviledg'd alone? Or no man Die until he please? And God deposed from his Throne, And humane generation cease?

Though all these Reasons I can see, Why I should willingly submit, And comfortably come to thee; My God, thou must accomplish it. The Love which filled up all my days, Will not forsake me to the end: This broken Body thou wilt raise: My Spirit I to thee commend.

Though all these Reasons I can see, Why I should willingly submit, And comfortably come to thee; My God, thou must accomplish it. The Love which fill'd up all my daies, Will not forsake me to the end: This broken Body thou wilt raise: My Spirit I to thee commend.