Anne Bradstreet - Upon my Daughter Hannah Wiggin her recouery from a dangerous feaver lyrics

Bles't bee thy Name, who did'st restore To health my Daughter dear When d**h did seem ev'n to approach, And life was ended near. Gravnt shee remember what thov'st done, And celebrate thy Praise; And let her Conversation say, Shee loues thee all thy Dayes.