Permit mine eyes to see Part, or the whole of Thee, O happy place! Where all have Grace, And Garlands shar'd, For their reward; Where each chast Soule In long white stole, And Palmes in hand, Do ravisht stand; So in a ring, The praises sing Of Three in One, That fill the Throne; While Harps, and Violls then To Voices, say, Amen.
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