Robert Sheridan - I've Got a Secrete

Concelare celare to hide
To produce and discharge
It is the glory of our God
to conceal a thing - declare
ye among the nations...
Publish and conceal not;
He which finds him shall
deserve our thanks...
He that conceals him, death;
Screen, cover, disguise,
dissemble, mask, and veil;
Bur double griefs concealing
your heart - dissemble deeply
affections towards all others
now and forever...

'2008'

Robert Sheridan

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