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Edward Farr, ed.  Select Poetry of the Reign of King James the First.  1847.
Lord of My Glory
XIII. Anonymous
        LORD of my glory,
        Heare a sad story,
Pity a man who peace, more deare than life,
Quits with himself, and thee to be at strife;
Pity a wretch who thee, the only good,        5
Leaves, in vile puddles to seeke health and food.
  Ah! pity him who still is crying
  To thee for life, and still is dying.
        Lord of my glory,
        Heare a sad story,        10
Pity a minde who was made to live in light,
But clouded is with lies, false, blacke as night;
Pity a will where thy faire forme should dwell,
But pester’d is with characters of hell.
  Ah! dearest Lord, turne my sad story        15
  Into loud songs and hymnes of glory.
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