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  • Whate'er is born of mortal birth
    Must be consumed with the earth
    To rise from generation free;
    Then what have I to do with thee!
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    The ***es sprung from shame & pride
    Blow'd in the morn: in evening died
    But mercy changed death into sleep;
    The ***es rose to work & weep
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    Thou mother of my mortal part
    With cruelty didst mould my heart
    And with false self-deceiving tears
    Didst bind my nostrils eyes & ears
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    Didst close my tongue in senseless clay
    And me to mortal Life betray:
    The death of Jesus set me free
    Then what have I to do with thee!
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
  • Whate'er is born of mortal birth
    Must be consumed with the earth
    To rise from generation free;
    Then what have I to do with thee!
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    The ***es sprung from shame & pride
    Blow'd in the morn: in evening died
    But mercy changed death into sleep;
    The ***es rose to work & weep
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    Thou mother of my mortal part
    With cruelty didst mould my heart
    And with false self-deceiving tears
    Didst bind my nostrils eyes & ears
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    Didst close my tongue in senseless clay
    And me to mortal Life betray:
    The death of Jesus set me free
    Then what have I to do with thee!
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body
    It is raised a spiritual body