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August 04, 2006
Our Sins Torment Our Lord: A Poem
And dars't thou venture still to live in sin,
And crucify thy dying Lord again?
Were not His pangs sufficient? Must He bleed
Yet more? Oh, must our sinful pleasures feed
Upon His torments, and augment the story
Of the sad Passion of the Lord of glory!
Is there no pity? Is there no remorse
In human breasts? Is there a firm divorce
Betwixt all mercy and the hearts of men?
Parted forever - ne'er to meet again?
No mercy bides with us: 'tis Thou alone,
Hast it, sweet Jesu, for us, that have none
For Thee: thou hast forestall'd our markets so
That all's above, and we have none below:
Nay, blessed Lord, we have not wherewithal
To serve our shiftless selves: unless we call To Thee,
Thou art our Savior, and hast power
To give, and whom we crucify each hour:
We are cruel, Lord, to Thee, and ourselves too;
Jesu forgive us; we know not what we do.
- Francis Quarles
Posted by jay at August 4, 2006 09:25 PM
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