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3 He juftly claims us for his own, rilis al Who bought us with a price,

The Chriftian lives to Chrift alone, To Chrift alone he dies.

4 Jefus! thine own do thou receive, we

Fulfil our heart's defire, O let us to thy glory live, And in thy caufe expire!

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5 Thine, wholly thine, we pant to be, Our facrificé receive, said anclad Made, and preferv'd, and fav'd by thee, To thee, ourfelyes we give..ndm

CCXXVIII.

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Vain profperity. Pfal. xxxix. 6.

SURE, I fhall envy them no more,

Who grow great, Tho' they encreaſe their golden ftore, And rife to wondrous height.

2 They tafte, of all the joys that grow Upon this earthly clod, Well may they fearch the creatures thro', For they are all their God.

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