Upon Glass: Epigram

Glasse, out of deepe, and out of desp'rate want,
Turn'd, from a Papist here, a Predicant.
A Vicarige at last Tom Glasse got here,
Just upon five and thirty pounds a yeare.
Adde to that thirty five, but five pounds more,
He'l turn a Papist, rancker then before.

To Marygolds

Give way, and be ye ravisht by the Sun,
(And hang the head when as the Act is done)
Spread as He spreads; wax lesse as He do's wane;
And as He shuts, close up to Maids again.

Gracious Saviour, We Adore Thee

1. Gracious Saviour, we adore thee; Purchased by thy precious blood,
We present ourselves before thee, Now to walk the narrow road: Saviour
2. Thou didst mark our path of duty; Thou wast laid beneath the wave;
Thou didst rise in glorious beauty From the semblance of the grave; May we
guide us, Guide us to our heavenly home.
follow In the same delightful way.

Good Morning

Good morning to you and good morning to you;
Come pull on your stocking and put on your shoe;
There are bees, there are birds, there are flowers in the sun —

Good morning to you and good morning to you;
Come out of your beds, there is plenty to do.
Come out with a shout and a laugh and a run —
Good morning, good morning to every one.

Ad Coelum

Good Heaven! this mystery of life explain,
Nor let me think I bear the load in vain;
Lest, with the tedious passage cheerless grown,
Urged by despair I throw the burden down.

Envoi

God, thou great symmetry
Who put a biting lust in me
From whence my sorrows spring,
For all the frittered days
That I have spent in shapeless ways
Give me one perfect thing.

God how is it that we surrender

God how is it that we surrender
to love giving it the keys to our city
carrying candles to it and incense
falling down at its feet asking
to be forgiven
Why do we look for it and endure
all that it does to us
all that it does to us?

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