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So, in his purple wrapp'd receive mee Lord, |
By these his thornes give me his other Crowne; |
And as to others soules I preach'd thy word, |
Be this my Text, my Sermon to mine owne, |
Therfore that he may raise the Lord throws down. |
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A Hymne to God the Father. |
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I. |
Wilt thou forgive that sinne where I begun, |
Which was my sin, though it were done before? |
Wilt thou forgive that sin, through which I runne, |
And doe runne still: though still I doe deplore? |
When thou hast done, thou hast not done, |
For, I have more. |
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II. |
Wilt thou forgive that sinne which I have wonne |
Others to sinne? and, made my sinne their doore? |
Wilt thou forgive that sinne which I did shun |
A yeare, or two, but wallowed in, a score? |
When thou hast done, thou hast not done, |
For I have more. |
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III. |
I have a sinne of feare, that when I have spunne |
My last thred, I shall perish on the shore; |
But sweare by thy selfe, that at my death thy sonne |
Shall shine as hee shines now, and heretofore; |
And, having done That, thou hast done, |
I feare no more. |
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[CW: To] |