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Teach me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in anything, To do it as for Thee. All may of Thee partake: Nothing can be so mean Which with this tincture (for Thy sake) Will not grow bright and clean. A servant with this clause Makes drudgery divine: Who sweeps a room as for Thy laws, Makes that and th' action fine. This is the famous stone That turneth all to gold; For that which God doth touch and own Cannot for less be told. |