Joseph Addison

Yet then from all my grief, O Lord,
Thy mercy set me free,
Whilst in the confidence read more

Yet then from all my grief, O Lord,
Thy mercy set me free,
Whilst in the confidence of pray'r
My soul took hold on thee.
- Joseph Addison,

There is no greater sign of a general decay of virtue in a
nation, than a want of zeal read more

There is no greater sign of a general decay of virtue in a
nation, than a want of zeal in its inhabitants for the good of
their country.

The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
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The spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,
And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.
Forever singing, as they shine,
The hand that made us is divine.

Amidst the soft variety I'm lost.

Amidst the soft variety I'm lost.

Why wilt thou add to all the griefs I suffer
Imaginary ills, and fancy'd tortures?

Why wilt thou add to all the griefs I suffer
Imaginary ills, and fancy'd tortures?