A Thankſgiving.

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Tue Son f God Our fleſn he tooE 80 is the Lord& his hole Church, t% end or mortal ſtriſe. though he in heaven ſit.

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ne ſully did obey: o theuld we be but onẽ

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is mercies great th A˙ſt re- B/ faich in him to lead a life

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gut from his husk to drive: wich him to have a placœ.

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did cloſe it up Wich heat, Which both would chrui out is done that L have ſaid, turone.

noula be our meat: Our Lord Chriſt jeſus thy dear Son. zo was tue Lord in his ripe age Lord Jeſa Curiſt.ſhew forch thν cut dovrn by cruel death; nugEh,(richi vein tormentsgreat, That thou art Lorxd 1 Lordsof lded up his preath. Thy poor afflicted flock defend. Becauſe that he to us might be Thac we may praile thee witheu an cverlaſting bread, end.

With much reproach and troubles God hohy Ghoſtour Comforter on earch his liſe he led.(great Be our patron, help. and ſuccour:

and as theę grapes in plcaſant time Give us one mind& perſect peace, are prefied ver ſore, All gites ofgrace in us inereaſe.

and plucked down en the/ be Thou living God in perſons threc, and let to grom no more,(ripe Fhy Nane be praidd in unityi

Eecauſethe juyce that in them is In all our need u: detend, cmnfortable drink That we may praile ee th0¹

we might receive, and joyſul be end.

WHen lorrows make us rinx: