Love bade me welcome: yet my soul… Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-ey’d Love, observing me… From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questio…

Blest be the God of love, Who gave me eyes, and light, and p… Both to be busy, and to play. But much more blest be God above, Who gave me sight alone,

Alas, poor Death! Where is thy gl… Where is thy famous force, thy anc… Alas, poor mortal, void of story! Go spell and read how I have kill… Poor Death! And who was hurt ther…

O Sacred Providence, who from end… Strongly and sweetly movest! shall… And not of thee, through whom my f… To hold my quill? shall they not d… Of all the creatures both in sea a…

THROW away Thy rod, Throw away Thy wrath;    O my God, Take the gentle path! For my heart’s desire

My heart did heave, and there came… By that I knew that thou wast in… To guide and govern it to my relie… Making a sceptre of the rod: Hadst thou not had thy part,

When thou didst entice to thee my… I thought the service brave: So many joys I writ down for my p… Besides what I might have Out of my stock of natural delight…

When first thou didst entice to th… I thought the service brave; So many joys I writ down for my p… Besides what I might have Out of my stock of natural delight…

Man. SWEETEST Saviour, if my…    Were but worth the having, Quickly should I then control    Any thought of waving. But when all my care and pains

Lord, to my words incline thine ea… My meditation weigh: My King, my God, vouchsafe to hea… My cry to thee, I pray. Thou in the morn shalt hear my mon…

How soon doth man decay! When clothes are taken from a ches… To swaddle infants, whose young br… Scarce knows the way; Those clouts are little winding-sh…

The fleet astronomer can bore And thread the spheres with his qu… He views theirs stations, walks fr… Surveys, as if he had designed To make a purchase there: he sees…

O who will give me tears? Come, a… Dwell in my head and eyes; come, c… and rain; My grief hath need of all the wate… That nature hath produced: let eve…

Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life: Such a Way, as gives us breath: Such a Truth, as ends all strife: And such a Life, as killeth death… Come, my Light, my Feast, my Str…

Full of rebellion, I would die, Or fight, or travel, or deny That thou has aught to do with me. O tame my heart; It is thy highest art