| Edward Farr, ed. Select Poetry of the Reign of Queen Elizabeth. 1845. | | | | For Whitsonday | | XXVIII. Francis Kinwelmersh |
| | | COME, Holy Ghost, Eternall God, | |
| And ease the wofull greefe, | |
| That through the heapes of heauy sinne | |
| Can noewhere find releefe: | |
| Do thou, O God, redresse | 5 |
| The great distresse | |
| Of sinfull heauiness. | |
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| Come, comfort the afflicted thoughtes | |
| Of my consumed heart: | |
| O rid the pearcing pricking paines | 10 |
| Of my tormenting smart. | |
| O Holy Ghost, graunt me | |
| That I by thee | |
| From sinne may purged be. | |
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| Thou art my God: to thee alone | 15 |
| I will commend my cause: | |
| Nor glittering golde, nor precious stone, | |
| Shall make me leaue thy lawes. | |
| O teach me then the way | |
| Whereby I may | 20 |
| Make thee my onely stay. | |
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| My lippes, my tung, my heart, and all, | |
| Shall spread thy mightie name: | |
| My voice shall neuer cease to sound | |
| The praises of the same. | 25 |
| Yea, euerie liuing thing | |
| Shall sweetly sing | |
| To thee, O heauenlie King. | | | | |
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