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Ha, que de bien sentira ma pauvre ame
Quand je verrai les plus savans espris
Chanter le Dieu, qu’eternel je reclame,
Et de son los remplir tous leurs escrits,
Du zele ardent de son amour espris,
Je hausserai le subjet de mes vers,
Et tascherai par son Esprit appris
A l’honorer par cantiques divers.

TRADUCTION :
Ah, what blessings will my poor soul feel
When I shall see the wisest spirits
Sing the praise of God, whom I th’ Eternal call,
And with His praise fill all their books;
With burning zeal for His love alight
I shall exalt the subject of my lines,
And shall seek, taught by His Spirit,
To honour Him with varied songs.