Men-Miracles With other Poemes. By M. LL. St [i.e.Martin Lluelyn] |
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God's Love and Power.
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God's Love and Power.
Song
I felt
my heart and found a Chillnesse coole.
It's Azure channells in my frozen side.
The Spring was now became a standing Poole,
Depriv'd of motion and its Active Tyde.
O stay! O stay!
Thus I shall ever freeze, if banish from thy Ray.
A lasting warmth thy secret Beames beget
Thou art a Sun which can nor Rise nor Set.
It's Azure channells in my frozen side.
The Spring was now became a standing Poole,
Depriv'd of motion and its Active Tyde.
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Thus I shall ever freeze, if banish from thy Ray.
A lasting warmth thy secret Beames beget
Thou art a Sun which can nor Rise nor Set.
Then thaw this Ice, and make my frost retreat,
But let with temperate Rays thy Lustre Shine;
Thy Judgements Lightning, but thy Love is heate,
This will consume my heart, but this Refine.
Inspire, Inspire,
And melt my frozen soule with thy more equall fire,
So shall a Pensive deluge drowne my feares,
My Ice turne water, and that water Teares.
But let with temperate Rays thy Lustre Shine;
Thy Judgements Lightning, but thy Love is heate,
This will consume my heart, but this Refine.
Inspire, Inspire,
And melt my frozen soule with thy more equall fire,
So shall a Pensive deluge drowne my feares,
My Ice turne water, and that water Teares.
After thy Love if I continue hard,
If Vices knit and more confirm'd are growne,
If guilt rebell, and stand upon his Guard,
And what was Ice before freeze into Stone.
Reprove, Reprove,
And let thy Pow'r assist thee to revenge thy Love,
For thou hast still thy threats and thunder left;
“The Rocke that can't be melted, may be cleft.
If Vices knit and more confirm'd are growne,
If guilt rebell, and stand upon his Guard,
And what was Ice before freeze into Stone.
Reprove, Reprove,
And let thy Pow'r assist thee to revenge thy Love,
For thou hast still thy threats and thunder left;
“The Rocke that can't be melted, may be cleft.
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