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The merry Birds, the LORD them feeds,
Who neither Sow nor Reap;
Let me not Murmure upon whom
Great Bleſſings Thou doeſt heap.
10.
The Cock by crowing, ſlothful Man
To Diligence doth call;
Make good and faithful then, my GOD,
In thee rejoice I ſhall.
11.
This early Wakener e're he Crow,
Himſelf doth move and raiſe;
Let all within me be ſtir'd up
Thy holy Name to Praiſe.
12.
Saint Peter heard the Cock to Crow,
For's fault wept bitterlie;
Let Sin, the Source of ill, be ſtill
Diſpleaſing unto me.
13.
Fowls of the Air they ſing becauſe
Of Light that draweth near;
In greateſt Troubles I will hope.
For JESUS ſhall appear.
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