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Poetical fragments heart-employment with God and it selfPoetical fragments heart-imployment with God and it self
Poetical fragments heart-employment with God and it self : the concordant discord of a broken-healed heart ... / by Richard Baxter.Poetical fragments heart-imployment with God and it self : the concordant discord of a broken-healed heart ... / by Richard Baxter.
London: printed for B. Simmons, 1681
Poem 8: 8. The Prayer of the Sick, in a Case like Hezekiahs.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
17. Am I the Jonah? dost thou mean To cast me out into the deep? It shall not drown, but make me clean: Until thou raise me, there I'll sleep. O Death! where is thy poisonous sting? O Grave! where is thy Victory? Thy dust shall shortly rise, and sing God's Praise above the Starry Sky.
17. Am I the Jonas? dost thou mean To cast me out into the deep? It shall not drown, but make me clean: Until thou raise me, there I'll sleep. O Death! where is thy poisonous sting? O Grave! where is thy Victory? Thy dust shall shortly rise, and sing God's Praise above the Starry Sky.
18. My God, my Love, my Hope, my Life! Shall I be loth to see thy face? As if this world of sin and strife, Were for my Soul a better place? O give my Soul some sweet foretaste Of that which I shall shortly see! Let Faith and Love cry to the last, Come Lord, I trust my self with thee.
18. My God, my Love, my Hope, my Life! Shall I be loth to see thy face? As if this world of sin and strife, Were for my Soul a better place? O give my Soul some sweet foretast Of that which I shall shortly see! Let Faith and Love cry to the last, Come Lord, I trust my self with thee.
John 11. 14. or 16. O let not unbelieving Thomas words Be now my answer: But my dearest Lord's.