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A Confession of sinnes, with petition for grace.
O Trinall Vnion, God creating Gods,
O sole resistles all-effecting Pow'r,
When wilt attone twixt mee and thee the ods?
Till when, eternall I account each how'r.
O sole resistles all-effecting Pow'r,
When wilt attone twixt mee and thee the ods?
Till when, eternall I account each how'r.
I am (O Lord) thy Creature re-created;
Made, marr'd, re-made, by Loue, by Sinne, by Grace:
Shall Loue, and Grace, by Sinne be so defeated,
That Loue should lose her labor; Grace, her place?
Made, marr'd, re-made, by Loue, by Sinne, by Grace:
Shall Loue, and Grace, by Sinne be so defeated,
That Loue should lose her labor; Grace, her place?
Thou art the Salue, and I the mortall Sore;
Yet with one touch, thy vertue can reuiue me:
To heale this Sore, a Speare thy heart did gore,
(Kinde Pelican) that thy Bloud might relieue me.
Yet with one touch, thy vertue can reuiue me:
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(Kinde Pelican) that thy Bloud might relieue me.
Thy Hands that form'd, reform'd, and me conform'd
Were to a Crosse transfixed for my sake,
To help my hatefull hands that sinne inorm'd;
Then can those helping Hands their Cure forsake?
Were to a Crosse transfixed for my sake,
To help my hatefull hands that sinne inorm'd;
Then can those helping Hands their Cure forsake?
Thy Head was crown'd with Thorny Diadem,
To cure mine, crown'd with Sinnes sweet-pricking Roses:
Thy body (ah) did bloud & water streame,
To wash away Sinnes soile which mine encloses.
To cure mine, crown'd with Sinnes sweet-pricking Roses:
Thy body (ah) did bloud & water streame,
To wash away Sinnes soile which mine encloses.
Thy Feete was crosse-wise nailed to a Crosse,
To heale mine, swolne with running into vice:
On thy faire Skin whips did my Crimes engrosse,
So freedst thou me from them with bloudy price.
To heale mine, swolne with running into vice:
On thy faire Skin whips did my Crimes engrosse,
So freedst thou me from them with bloudy price.
Then can such Loue now leaue the thing it lou'd?
Is Sinne so sowre to turne sweete Loue to Hate?
To dye for Sinne, it thee alone behou'd,
And yet shall Sinne thy Deaths desert abate?
Is Sinne so sowre to turne sweete Loue to Hate?
To dye for Sinne, it thee alone behou'd,
And yet shall Sinne thy Deaths desert abate?
O God forbid; sith Sinne, and Death, and Hell,
Thou on the Crosse didst conquer throgh thy death,
And by the pow'r thereof their pow'r didst quell
To lowest deepes, and it restrain'd beneath.
Thou on the Crosse didst conquer throgh thy death,
And by the pow'r thereof their pow'r didst quell
To lowest deepes, and it restrain'd beneath.
Besides, thou saist (but Truth what canst thou say?)
A Gulph is set the two Extreames betweene;
Twixt Heauen and Hell no entercourses may
(By meanes thereof at any time) be seene.
A Gulph is set the two Extreames betweene;
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(By meanes thereof at any time) be seene.
I am in Heauen; for, in thy glorious Wounds
By Faith I hide me, from Sinne, Death and Hell:
If Sathan (for my plague) would breake his bounds,
Those Gulphes of grace to stay will him compell.
By Faith I hide me, from Sinne, Death and Hell:
If Sathan (for my plague) would breake his bounds,
Those Gulphes of grace to stay will him compell.
Then keep me in thy Wounds (my soules sole heau'n)
From whence if out-cast, I to Hell must fall;
Where out-cast-like of Hope shall be bereau'n:
If reft of Hope, then reft of Help withall.
From whence if out-cast, I to Hell must fall;
Where out-cast-like of Hope shall be bereau'n:
If reft of Hope, then reft of Help withall.
But help me (Lord) else hopelesse shall I be;
Thy help the hopefull neuer faild at need:
Then, sith my hope of help alone's in thee,
Let speedy help my ready hope succeed.
Thy help the hopefull neuer faild at need:
Then, sith my hope of help alone's in thee,
Let speedy help my ready hope succeed.
Vpon thine Hand thine hand hath writ my Name;
Then reade thy Hand, and saue me by the same.
Then reade thy Hand, and saue me by the same.
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