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O joys exceeding,
From love, from power of your wished sight proceeding!
As a fair morn shines divinely.
Such is your view, appearing more divinely.
2.
Your steps ascending,
Raise high your thoughts for your content contending;
All our hearts of this grace vaunting,
Now leap as they were moved by enchanting.
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