Classic Poem

Full eighteen years in sorrow I did lye,
Then the Lord Jesus came to hear my cry;
In one nights time he did me heal,
From head to foot he made me well.
With Ointments sweet he did me anoint,
And this work he then did me appoint,
A hand in Babylons Ashes I must have,
For that end the Lord took me from the Grave,
And said, a new Body I the Lord will give thee,
To convince thy Enemies, if they could but see;
For they are both deaf, and also very blind,
That I the Lord may serve them in their kind:
They do know how I the Lord did make thee whole,
But they see not the Spirit of God in thee burn like a Coal:
For with a Coal from my Altar I the Lord touched thee,
Which none but the pure Spiritual Eye can see.
I the Lord will openly and surely avenge thy cause,
Upon all thy Enemies, for their unjust Laws;
For all thy cries and groans entered into my Ear,
And I the Lord will make them stand in awe and fear.
For my Childrens wrongs I the Lord will not forget,
But strike a blow and all of them will I then hit.
From Heaven will I the Lord come to appear,
For to make them all my own voice to hear:
And all those, that long to see this thing done,
Must patiently wait till I the Lord do come.