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The Reprisal

From the same.

Well have I weigh’d it, Lord, and find Thy mighty Passion mocks my skill: Though I die for Thee, I’m behind; My sins deserve the death to feel.

O were I innocent, that I Might bring Thee offerings pure and free! Still my attempt Thy wounds defy, For they require me dead for Thee.

Yet will I share the conquest too: Though I can do against Thee nought, In Thee, O Lord, I will subdue The man that once against Thee fought!