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THE CRIE, by                    
First Line: Speak, everlasting word, oh speak
Last Line: Yf thou but soundst with thy sweet word.
Subject(s): Bible; Prayer


SPEAK, everlasting WORD, oh speak,
That I may break
These Bonds of Death, & by
My Resurrection make Reply.

2

Thy potent Voice wak'd that vast Deep
Which lay asleep
In deadly Darknes, and
Rowz'd a World by its stout Command.

3

Thy Prophet Thou didst summon from
His living Tombe,
Where twice-devoured He
Lay drownd both in the Whale, & Sea.

4

What though this Death wherein poor I
Deep-plunged ly,
Be more profound then all
The Sea, more monstrous then the Whale?

5

What though the Worlds dark Wombe was not
So foule a Grott
As this in which I grope?
Yet I am still in ken of Hope.

6

The deepest Deeps are shallow found
When Thou dost sound:
And I shall Rise, deer LORD,
Yf Thou but soundst with thy sweet Word.





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