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ECHO IN A CHURCH by EDWARD HERBERT

First Line: WHERE SHALL MY TROUBLED SOUL AT LARGE
Last Line: ECHO. I AM.
Subject(s): CHURCHES; CATHEDRALS;
WHERE shall my troubled soul at large
Discharge
The burden of her sins, oh where?
@3Echo.@1 Here.

Whence comes this voice I hear?
Who doth this grace afford?
If it be thou, O Lord,
Say if thou hear my prayers when I call.
@3Echo.@1 All.
And wilt thou pity grant when I do cry?
@3Echo.@1 Ay

Then though I fall,
Thy grace will my defects supply,
But who will keep my soul from ill,
Quench bad desires, reform my will?
@3Echo.@1 I will.

Oh may that will and voice be blest,
Which yields such comforts unto one distress'd,
More blessed yet, wouldst thou thyself unmask,
Or tell, at least, who undertakes this task.
@3Echo.@1 Ask.

Then quickly speak,
Since now with crying I am grown so weak
I shall want force even to crave thy name;
O speak before I wholly weary am.
@3Echo.@1 I am.



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