(4:50)
Thy every look and every grace
so charm whenever I view thee,
'til death overtake me in the chase
still will my hopes pursue thee
Then when my tedious hours have past,
be this my last lesson given
low at thine feet to breathe my last
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(4:50)
Thy every look and every grace
so charm whenever I view thee,
'til death overtake me in the chase
still will my hopes pursue thee
Then when my tedious hours have past,
be this my last lesson given
low at thine feet to breathe my last