 | A transcript of Edward Taylor's Metrical History of Christianity by Donald E. Stanford |  |
The Shine of Divine Justice
Bright Justice seem'd as she would take a napAnd therefore laid her head in Patience's lap.
But Patience slips her in her bed to sleep:
And makes her glorious Curtains round it keep,
And doth attend her too with all her train
Of brightest glory, free from spot or stain.
That none might her disturb. But yet the noise
Of Wickedness is such she ope's her eyes
Puts back the Curtains, up doth lift her head
Sends flashes of her justice from her bed.
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Do through these Chincks of Providence shine bright.
| A transcript of Edward Taylor's Metrical History of Christianity by Donald E. Stanford | |