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*' Thy mercy sweeten'd every soil, 

 " Made every region please; 



" The torrid clime of Asia cheer'd, 

 " And smooth'd the raging seas. 



" In midst of dangers, fears, and death, 

 " Thy goodness I'll adore ; 

 " I'll praise thee for thy mercies past, 

 " And humbly hope for more !" 



