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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.
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.
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.
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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