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First Line: Poor heart, lament
Last Line: Glad heart, rejoyce.


POORE heart, lament;
For, since thy God refuseth still,
There is some rub, some discontent,
Which cools his will.

Thy Father could
Quickly effect what thou dost move;
For he is Power: and sure he would;
For he is Love.

Go, search this thing,
Tumble thy breast, and turn thy book.
If thou hadst lost a glove or ring,
Wouldst thou not look?

What do I see
Written above there? -- Yesterday
I did behave me carelessly,
When I did pray.

And should Gods eare
To such indifferents chained be,
Who do not their own motions heare?
Is God lesse free?

But stay! what's there? --
Late when I would have something done,
I had a motion to forbear;
Yet I went on.

And should Gods eare,
Which needs not man, be ty'd to those
Who heare not him, but quickly heare
His utter foes?

Then once more pray;
Down with thy knees, up with thy voice:
Seek pardon first, and God will say,
Glad heart, rejoyce.





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