Ah, my dear angry Lord,Since thou dost love, yet strike;
Ah, my dear angry Lord,Since thou dost love, yet strike;Cast down, yet help afford;Sure I will do the like.
I will complain, yet praise;I will bewail, approve;And all my sour-sweet daysI will lament and love.
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