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Edward Farr, ed.  Select Poetry of the Reign of King James the First.  1847.
A Hymn
XLIX. Sir Henry Wotton
OH, thou great Power! in whom I move,
For whom I live, to whom I die,
Behold me through thy beams of love,
Whilst on this couch of tears I lie;
  And cleanse my sordid soul within,        5
  By thy Christ’s blood, the bath of sin.
No hallowed oyls, no grains I need,
No rags of saints, no purging fire;
One rosie drop from David’s seed
Was worlds of seas to quench thine ire:        10
  O precious ransome! which once paid,
  That Consummatum est was said;
And said by Him that said no more,
But seal’d it with his sacred breath:
Thou, then, that has dispong’d my score,        15
And dying wast the death of Death,
  Be to me now, on thee I call,
  My life, my strength, my joy, my all!

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