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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
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.
6. My Gospel-Book I open left, Where I the Promise saw: But now I doubt it's lost by theft, I find none but the Law.
7. And when my Soul I had underest, And thought some ease to find: I found distress instead of rest, Through anguish of my mind.
7. And when my Soul I had undrest, And thought some ease to find: I found distress instead of rest, Through anguish of my mind.
8. For Thorns were put into my Bed, Where I was wont to sleep: Grief is the pillow for my head, On which I lie and weep.
9. And if I slumber, up I start: My dreams awake my fears: The thorns have pierced head and heart; And drawn forth more than tears.