Sin
Sin!
O only fatal woe,
That mak'st me sad and mourning go!
That all my joys dost spoil,
His Kingdom and my Soul defile!
I never can
With thee!
Thou!
Only thou!
O thou alone,
And my obdurate heart of stone,
The poison and the
Of my enjoyments and repose,
The only bitter ill,
Dost kill !
Oh!
I cannot meet with thee,
Nor once approach thy memory,
But all my joys are dead,
And all my sacred Treasures fled As if I now did dwell In Hell.
LordO hear how short I breathe!
See how I tremble here beneathA Sin!
Its ugly
More terror, than its dwelling
Contains (O dreadful Sin!)Within!
HE
Sin! wilt thou vanquish me?
And shall I yield the victory ?
Shall all my joys be spoil'd,
And pleasures soil'd By thee?
Shall I
As one that's
And never more lift up the head?
Is not my Saviour dead?
His blood, thy bane, my balsam, bliss, joy, wine,
Shall thee destroy; heal, feed, make me divine.
Thomas Traherne
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