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And to prevent all wrongs,

One faith unites
People of different rites.

O let his entertainment then be such

As doth him best befit : Whatever he requireth think not much

Freely to yield him it :

For who doth this
Reaps the first-fruits of bliss.


GRACE, Wit, and Art, assist me; for I see
The subject of this day's solemnity

So far excels in worth,

That sooner may
I drain the sea,
Or drive the day

With light away,

Than fully set it forth, Except you join all three to take my part, And chiefly Grace fill both my head and heart.

Stay, busy soul, presume not to enquire
Too much of what Angels can but admire,

And never comprehend :

The Trinity
In Unity,
And Unity

In Trinity,

All reason doth transcend.
God Father, Son God, and God Holy Ghost,
Who most admireth, magnifieth most.

And who most magnifies best understands,
And best expresseth what the heads, and hands,

And hearts, of all men living,

When most they try
To glorify,
And raise on high,

Fall short, and lie,

Grovelling below : Man's giving
Is but restoring by retail, with loss,
What from his God he first received in gross.

Faith must perform the office of invention,
And Elocution, struck with apprehension

Of wonder, silence keep.

Not tongues, but eyes
Lift to the skies
In reverend wise,

Best solemnize

This day : whereof the deep
Mysterious subject lies out of the reach
Of wit to learn, much more of Art to teach.

Then write non Ultra here; Look not for leave To speak of what thou never canst conceive

Worthily, as thou shouldst :

And it shall be
Enough for thee,
If none but he

Himself doth see,

Though thou canst not, thou wouldst Make his praise glorious, who is alone Thrice blessed one in three, and three in one.


Turn in, my Lord, turn in to me ;

Mine heart's a homely place;
But thou canst make corruption flee,

And fill it with thy grace:
So furnished it will be brave,
And a rich dwelling thou shalt have.

It was thy lodging once before,

It builded was by thee : But I to sin set ope the door,

It render'd was by me. And so thy building was defaced, And in thy room another placed.

But he usurps, the right is thine :

O dispossess him, Lord.
Do thou but say, This heart is mine,

He's gone at the first word.
Thy word's thy will, thy will's thy power,
Thy time is always; now's mine hour.

Now say to sin, depart:

And, Son, give me thine heart. Thou, that by saying, Let it be, didst make it, Canst, if thou wilt, by saying, Give't me, take it.

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Shall appear

Before the throne of glory

In thy stead :
I'll put into thy story

What I did.
Lift up thine eyes, sad soul, and see
Thy Saviour here. Lo, I am he.

Alas ! shall I present

My sinfulness
To thee? thou wilt resent

The loathsomeness.
Be not afraid, I'll take

Thy Sins on me,
And all my favour make

To shine on thee.

Lord, what thou'lt have me, thou must make me. As I have made thee now, I take thee.


LORD, thou wilt love me. Wilt thou not?

Beshrew that not:

It was my sin begot
That Question first : Yes, Lord, thou wilt :

Thy blood was spilt

To wash away my guilt, Lord, I will love thee. Shall I not?

Beshrew that not.

'Twas death’s accursed plot To put that question ; Yes, I will,

Lord, love thee still,

In spite of all my ill.
Then life, and love continue still

We shall, and will,
My Lord and I, until,
In his celestial hill,

We love our fill,
When he hath purged all mine ill.


SAID I not so, that I would sin no more?

Witness my God, I did ; Yet I am run again upon the score :

My faults cannot be hid.

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