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| Diuine Meditations. |
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| 1 |
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| Thou hast made mee, And shall thy worke decay? [25] |
| Repayre mee now, for now mine end doth hast |
| I runn to death, and death meetes mee as fast |
| And all my pleasures are like yesterday |
| I dare not moue my dim̄ eyes any way |
| Despayre behind, and death before doth cast |
| Such terrour, and my feebled flesh doth wast. |
| By Sinne in it, wch it t'wards Hell doth weigh |
| Onely thou art aboue, and when towards thee |
| By thy leaue I can looke, I rise agayne |
| But our old subtill foe so tempteth mee |
| That not one hower my selfe I can sustayne |
| Thy Grace may wing mee to prvent his Art. |
| And thou like Adamant drawe mine Iron hart |
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| 2 |
| As due by many Titles I resigne |
| My Selfe to thee ô God. first was I made |
| By thee and for thee, and when I was decayd |
| Thy bloud bought that the w.ch before was thine |
| I am thy Sonne, made with thy selfe to shine, |
| Thy Servant, whose paynes thou hast still repayd |
| Thy Thy Sheepe, thy Image, And (till I betrayd |
| My selfe) a Temple of thy spirit diuine. |
| Why doth the Diuell thus vsurpe on mee |
| Why doth hee steale, nay rauish that's thy right? |
| Except thou rise and for thine owne worke fight |
| Oh I shall soone despayre when I shall see |
| That thou loust Mankind well yet wilt not choose mee |
| And Satan hates mee yet is lothe to loose mee.
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[CW: O might___] |