A am little I bird

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