Sighs and Grones

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Sighs and Grones

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O Do not use me After my sinnes! look not on my desert But on thy glorie! Then thou wilt reform And not refuse me: for thou onely art The mightie God, but I a sillie worm; O do not bruise me! O do not urge me! For what account can thy ill steward make? I have abus'd thy stock, destroy'd thy woods Suckt all thy magazens:1 my head did ake Till it found out how to consume thy goods: O do not scourge me! O do not blinde me! I have deserv'd that an Egyptian night Should thicken all my powers; because my lust Hath still sow'd fig-leaves to exclude thy light: But I am frailtie, and already dust; O do not grinde me! O do not fill me With the turn'd viall of thy bitter wrath! For thou hast other vessels full of bloud A part whereof my Saviour empti'd hath Ev'n unto death: since he di'd for my good O do not kill me! But O reprieve me! For thou hast life and death at thy command; Thou art both Judge and Saviour, feast and rod Cordiall and Corrosive: put not thy hand Into the bitter box; but O my God My God, relieve me!

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  • George Herbert