Eye Me, Blest Providence, And Square My

Ask For This Great Deliverer Now, And Find Him Eyeless In Gaza At The Mill With Slaves.

It Was From Out The Rind Of One Apple Tasted, That The Knowledge Of Good And Evil, As Two Twins Cleaving Together, Leaped Forth Into The World.

Yet Much Remains To Conquer Still; Peace Hath Her Victories No Less Renowned Then War, New Foes Arise Threatening To Bind Our Souls With Secular Chains: Help Us To Save Free Conscience From The Paw Of Hireling Wolves Whose Gospel Is Their Maw.

Grace Was In All Her Steps, Heaven In Her Eye, In Every Gesture Dignity And Love.

So Many Laws Argues So Many Sins.