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ORIGINAL SEQUENCE Devine Meditations. I. Thou hast made me, and shall thy worke decay? Repaire me nowe, for nowe mine end doth hast, I runne to Death, and Death meets me as fast, And all my pleasures are like yesterday. I dare not moue my dimme eyes any way, 5 Despaire behind, and Death before doth cast Such terrour, and my feebled flesh doth wast By sinne in it, which it t'wards Hell doth weigh; Only thou art aboue, and when t'wards thee By thy leaue I can looke, I rise againe: 10 But our old suttle foe soe tempteth me, That not one houre I can my selfe sustaine. Thy grace may winge me to prevent his Art, And thou, like Adamant, drawe mine yron hart. 2. As due by many titles I resigne My selfe to thee (0 god): first was I made By thee, and for thee, and when I was decay'de, Thy bloud bought that, the which before was thine: I am thy sonne, made with thy selfe to shine, 5 Thy servant, whose paines thou hast still repayd, Thy sheepe, thy Image, and (till I betray'd My selfe) a Temple of thy spirit Devine. Why doth the Deuill thus vsurpe in me? Why doth he steale, nay ravish thats thy right? 10 Except thou rise, and for thine owne worke fight Oh, I shall soone despaire, when I shall see That thou lou'st Mankind well, yet wilt not chuse me, And Satan hates me, yet is loth to loose me. 5 ORIGINAL SEQUENCE Devine Meditations. 1. Thou hast made me, and shall thy worke decay? Repaire me nowe, for nowe mine end doth hast, I runne to Death, and Death meets me as fast, And all my pleasures are like yesterday. I dare not moue my dimme eyes any way, 5 Despaire behind, and Death before doth cast Such terrour, and my feebled flesh doth wast By sinne in it, which it t'wards Hell doth weigh; Only thou art aboue, and when t'wards thee By thy leaue I can looke, I rise againe: 10 But our old suttle foe soe tempteth me, That not one houre I can my selfe sustaine. Thy grace may winge me to prevent his Art, And thou, like Adamant, drawe mine yron hart. 2. As due by many titles I resigne My selfe to thee (0 god): first was I made By thee, and for thee, and when I was decay'de, Thy bloud bought that, the which before was thine: I am thy sonne, made with thy selfe to shine, 5 Thy servant, whose paines thou hast still repayd, Thy sheepe, thy Image, and (till I betray'd My selfe) a Temple of thy spirit Devine. Why doth the Deuill thus vsurpe in me? Why doth he steale, nay ravish thats thy right? 10 Except thou rise, and for thine owne worke fight Oh, I shall soone despaire, when I shall see That thou lou'st Mankind well, yet wilt not chuse me, And Satan hates me, yet is loth to loose me. 5 ...

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