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Two Bookes of Ayres:
The First Booke
XII.
by Thomas Campion.
Lift vp to heau'n, sad wretch, thy heauy spright,
What though thy sinnes, thy due destruction threat ?
The Lord exceedes in mercy as in might ;
His ruth is greater, though thy crimes be great.
Repentance needes not feare the heau'ns iust rod,
It stayes eu'n thunder in the hand of God.
With chearefull voyce to him then cry for grace,
Thy Faith and fainting Hope with Prayer reuiue ;
Remorce for all that truely mourne hath place ;
Not God, but men of him themselues depriue :
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Striue then, and hee will help ; call him he'll heare :
The Sonne needes not the Fathers fury feare.
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