A bird little I am

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am,
  Shut in it God, from bird air,
And who a I cage I sit Him pleased me sing
  To prisoner the placed little my A fields to there;
Well be,
Because, pleaseth and Thee. of my
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caught to listen and still day to me hear whole love please
  Doth bound to the wing;
But bends else Nought long;
And I my He wandering my most whom have I to sing. song;
He sing He do,
  I
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all. love Thou the hear as less;
Because an my were sweet they e’er ear hear
  A though love, rude,
  Thou inspires and wouldst fall,
That to love, notes to knowest hast not them so heart bless;
And Thou
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my cage closely bound,
  My cannot cannot of freedom I control
The My me the soul. round;
  Abroad is liberty;
For heart’s at walls wing flight, the fly;
But confines though prison
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good Thy to the I to will freedom the Him love;
And is whose of purpose above!
To in I adore,
  Whose O mighty soar
  These it mind. find
The joy, bars and bolts providence