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Thomas Campion

The first Booke of Ayres



1   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.

2   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 laim themselues depriue :
Striue then, and hee will help; call him, hee'll heare ;
The Sonne needes not the Fathers fury feare.


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