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The Muses Sacrifice

[by John Davies]

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The Sinner desires fruition of the Deitie; and that his Soule should be euer the habitation thereof.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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The Sinner desires fruition of the Deitie; and that his Soule should be euer the habitation thereof.

Eternall Lord, who art more prompt to heare
then Faith to pray; of that great grace of thine

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Regard the Boone I aske in Loue and Feare;
and to mine humble suite thine eares incline.
Grant me fruition of thy DEITIE
that all my Soule may so be satisfied;
For lesse then that can her not satisfie,
though all els (boundlesse) were still amplifide!
Those gifts and graces that thy Grace may moue
t'inhabit my poore Soule, vouchsafe thou me:
That with thy gifts thy grace may be in Loue;
and loue my Soule for harbring them, and thee.
But, in those gifts O let her be repos'd
none otherwise then as they fashion her
To harbor Thee; (that's, make her well dispos'd)
els let her rest be restlesse euer there.
My Sonne (saist thou, deare Lord) giue me thy heart,
ô small request! my Heart, Lord what is it
But one poore bit of wormes-meate? can no Part
of me delight thee, but so vile a bit?
Why, thou didst wholy giue thy selfe to me:
shall I returne thee then but that alone?
O tis (sweet Sauiour) most vnworthy Thee;
for which (thou know'st) it's, meekly, wo-begon.
Yet gladly would I giue it; but, it is
so small, vncleane, vnquiet, and accurst,

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That I doe feare to giue it so amisse,
sith, of all gifts, it's worser than the worst.
Yet take it (Lord of Loue) it is thine owne,
how e'er I haue abus'd it; make it such
As thou wouldst haue it; let it still be knowne
fit for thy Stampe, vpon thy Trials Touch.
O glorious King, what grace is't to our Hearts
to be accepted, and desir'd of thee?
Then take my Heart, yea, all mine other parts;
for they are safe in thee, but lost in me.
And is this all thy gaine (ô kindest Lord?)
and is this all our gift, one wretched Heart?
And for the same dost thou thy selfe afford?
then take it to thee (Lord) through ioy, or smart.
For, nothing can I giue thee, but the same
augments my gaine and glory endlesly:
Then take it wholy, set me all on flame
to melt me into thee by Charitie!
For, were my Heart as great as is the Heau'n
that all includes; and, that past price it were,
It should to thee (desiring it) be giu'n,
sith, I haue thee for it, who hast no Peere.
Then, World be silent, call it not againe;
Flesh be as still, permit it still to goe;

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And Diuell striue not; for, it is in vaine;
my God will haue it, then it shall be so.
Vade, vade; for, all you cannot fill my Heart,
my God alone can doe it; and He must
Haue it to fill: then from me all depart,
that seeke to fill it but with winde or dust.
And sole Sufficer, chaine it still to Thee
with Adamantine Linckes of endlesse Loue;
That through those Straites which thou hast past for me,
it may be drawne to thee, if slow it moue.
Let it attend thee to the Iudgement-Hall,
where thou wast doom'd to death; and to the Hill,
Whereon thou suffer'dst; let it taste thy Gall;
and, on thy Crosse let it be fixed still:
That be'ing with thee thus plagu'd, disgrac'd & slaine,
It may with thee be rais'd, and crown'd, and raigne.