Poetical Fragments: Heart-imployment with God and it Self, the Concordant Discord of a Broken-healed Heart, Sorrow-rejoying, Fearing-hoping, Dying-living, Written Partly for Himself, and Partly for Near Friends in Sickness, and Other Deep Affliction

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J. Dunton, 1689 - Christian poetry, English - 158 pages
 

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Page 59 - LORD, it belongs not to my care Whether I die or live ; To love and serve thee is my share, And this thy grace must give. If life be long, I will be glad That I may long obey ; If short, yet why should I be sad To soar to endless day...
Page 60 - Christ leads me through no darker rooms Than He went through before ; He that into God's kingdom comes Must enter by this door. Come, Lord, when grace hath made me meet Thy blessed face to see ; For if thy work on earth be sweet, What will thy glory be...
Page 59 - Now it belongs not to my care, Whether I die or live : To love and serve Thee is my share : And this Thy grace must give. If...
Page 40 - All countries are my Father's lands ; Thy sun, Thy love doth shine on all ; We may in all lift up pure hands, And with acceptance on Thee call. What if in prison I must dwell? May I not there converse with Thee ? Save me from sin, Thy wrath, and hell ; Call me Thy child : and I am free. No walls or bars can keep Thee out ; None can confine a holy soul ; The streets of heaven it walks about ; None can its liberty control.
Page 38 - My Lord hath taught me how to want A place wherein to put my head; While He is mine, I'll be content To beg or lack my daily bread. Heaven is my roof, earth is my floor, Thy love can keep me dry and warm, Christ and Thy bounty are my store ; Thy angels guard me from all harm.
Page 59 - I'll ever to this covenant stand, Though flesh hereat repine. I know that thou wast willing first, And then drew my consent : Having thus loved me at the worst, Thou wilt not now repent. Now I have quit all self-pretence, Take charge of what's thine own : My life, my health, and my defence, Now lie on thee alone.
Page 39 - Must I forsake the soil and air Where first I drew my vital breath ? That way may be as near and fair Thence I may come to Thee by death. All countries are my Father's lands — Thy Sun, Thy Love doth shine on all ; We may in all lift up pure hands, And with acceptance on Thee call. What if in prison I must dwell — May I not there converse with Thee ? Save me from sin, Thy wrath, and hell, Call me Thy child, and I am free. No walls or bars can keep Thee out ; None can confine...
Page 61 - My soul, bear thou thy part : Triumph in God above ; With a well-tuned heart, Sing thou the songs of love. Thou art his own, Whose precious blood Shed for thy good, His love made known.

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