I am dying my own death, and the death of those after me

Let Thy servant depart

Having seen Thy salvation

The word of the Lord came unto me, saying

O miserable cities of designing men

O wretched generation of enlightened men

Betrayed in the mazes of your proper ingenuities

Sold by the proceeds of your proper inventions

I have given you hands which you turn from Worship ...

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