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A Hymn Oh, thou great Power! in whom I move, For whom I live, to whom I die, Behold me through thy beams of love, Whilst on this couch of tears I lie; And cleanse my sordid soul within, By thy Christ's blood, the bath of sin. No hallow'd oyls, no grains I need, No rays of saints, no purging fire; One rosie drop from David's seed Was worlds of seas to quench thine ire: O precious ransome! which once paid, That Consummatum est was said. And said by Him that said no more, But seal'd it with his sacred breath: Thou, then, that has dispong'd my score, And dying wast the death of Death, Be to me now, on thee I call, My life, my strength, my joy, my all! Sir Henry Wotton

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John Timbs (17 August 1801 - 6 March 1875), English antiquary, was born in Clerkenwell, London. He was educated at a private school at Hemel Hempstead, and in his sixteenth year apprenticed to a druggist and printer at Dorking. He had early shown literary capacity, and when nineteen began to write for the Monthly Magazine. A year later he became secretary to Sir Richard Phillips, its proprietor, and permanently adopted literature as a profession. He was successively editor of the Mirror of Literature, the Harlequin, the Literary World, and sub-editor of the Illustrated London News. He was also founder and first editor of Year-Book of Science and Art. His published works amounted to more than one hundred and fifty volumes. In 1834 he was elected a fellow of the Society of Antiquaries of London.

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