Our breathings are lifted up in fear of God,
Offerings from us to the throne of Eternity,
Then come down to us rewards for our praises
The double thereof yea mercies from the king of glory,
Therefore are we constrained to utter these praises
That slaves may attain the height of God’s gifts,
And so this rising and descent go on evermore,
And cease not for ever and aye.

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