Poetical fragments heart-employment with God and it selfPoetical fragments heart-imployment with God and it self

Shall I draw back and fear the End Of all my Sorrows, Tears and Pain? To which my Life and Labours tend,! Without which all had been in vain? Can I for ever be content Without true Happiness and Rest? Is Earth become so excellent, That I should take it for my best?

Or can I think of finding here That which my Soul so long hath sought? Should I refuse those Joys through fear, Which bounteous Love so dearly bought? ⟨p. 60⟩All that doth taste of Heaven is good: When Heavenly Light doth me inform; When Heavenly Life stirs in my Blood; When Heavenly Love my Heart doth warm.

Or can I think of finding here That which my Soul so long hath sought? Should I refuse those Joyes through fear, Which bounteous Love so dearly bought? ⟨p. 60⟩All that doth tast of Heav'n is good: When Heavenly Light doth me inform; When Heavenly Life stirs in my Blood; When Heavenly Love my Heart doth warm.

No wonder if Time's womb be strait, And Souls through pain and strangeness go Into the glorious World of Light, Which Death translateth them unto. This strangeness will be quickly over, When once the Heaven-born Soul is there: One sight of God will it recover From all this backwardness and fear.

No wonder if Time's womb be streight, And Souls through pain and strangeness go Into the glorious World of Light, Which Death translateth them unto. This strangeness will be quickly over, When once the Heaven-born Soul is there: One sight of God will it recover From all this backwardness and fear.