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Whate'er is born of mortal birth |
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Must be consumed with the earth |
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To rise from generation free; |
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Then what have I to do with thee! |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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The sexes sprung from shame & pride |
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Blow'd in the morn: in evening died |
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But mercy changed death into sleep; |
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The sexes rose to work & weep |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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Thou mother of my mortal part |
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With cruelty didst mould my heart |
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And with false self-deceiving tears |
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Didst bind my nostrils eyes & ears |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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Didst close my tongue in senseless clay |
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And me to mortal Life betray: |
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The death of Jesus set me free |
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Then what have I to do with thee! |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
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It is raised a spiritual body |
