My tender age in sorrow did begin: And still with sicknesses and shame Thou didst so punish sin, That I… — George Herbert
My tender age in sorrow did begin:
And still with sicknesses and shame
Thou didst so punish sin,
That I became
Most thin.
With thee
Let me combine,
And feel this day thy victory:
For, If I imp my wing on thine,
Affliction shall advance the flight in me
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Who would have thought my shrivel'd heart
Could have recovered greenness?
Whereas if the heart be moved,
Although the verse be somewhat scant,
God doth supply the want.
Thy rope of sands,
Which petty thoughts have made, and made to thee
Good cable, to enforce and draw,
And be thy law,
While thou didst wink and wouldst not see.
