Prison-Pietie or, Meditations Divine and Moral. Digested into Poetical Heads, On Mixt and Various Subjects. Whereunto is added A Panegyrick to The Right Reverend, and most Nobly descended, Henry, Lord Bishop of London. By Samuel Speed, Prisoner in Ludgate, London |
The Soul's Search. |
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The Soul's Search.
Like weeping Mary, holy sorrow laysWait for the Lord, and seeks him divers ways:
And Saving Faith, like wrestling Jacob, finds
Its Saviour out, and firmly to him binds.
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Doth dwell with Christ, not thinking to remove,
This brings the Soul to Pastures fresh and green,
And leads it to the Chamber of the Queen.
Hereafter Christ the blessed Soul doth bring
To the Cœlestial-chamber of the King:
So that to lodge with Christ and view his face,
Is the perfection of eternal Grace.
Lord, oh my Soul doth love no other he:
I sought, have found, and thirst to dwell with thee.
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