Do you know that He is the father of mercy
The I am that I am, the king of glory?
That His glory is to glory even to eternity,
Eternity we called which is life everlasting?
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Split the Lark—and you'll find the Music—
Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled—
Scantilly dealt to the Summer Morning
Saved for your Ear when Lutes be old.