Easter Wings

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1. Lord, who createdst man in wealth and store,
2. Though foolishly he lost the same,
3. Decaying more and more,
4. Till he became
5. Most poore:
6. With thee
7. O let me rise
8. As larks, harmoniously,
9. And sing this day thy victories:
10. Then shall the fall further the flight in me.
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12. My tender age in sorrow did beginne:
13. And still with sicknesses and shame
14. Thou didst so punish sinne,
15. That I became
16. Most thinne.
17. With thee
18. Let me combine,
19. And feel this day thy victorie:
20. For, if I imp my wing on thine,
21. Affliction shall advance the flight in me.