A HYMN TO GOD THE FATHER by BEN JONSON

Hear me, O God!
A broken heart,
Is my best part;
Use still thy rod,
That I may prove
Therein thy love.

If thou hadst not
Been stern to me,
But left me free,
I had forgot
Myself and thee.

For sin's so sweet,
As minds ill bent
Rarely repent,
Until they meet
Their punishment.

Who more can crave
That thou hast done,
That gav'st a Son,
To free a slave?
First made of naught,
With all since bought.

Sin, Death, and Hell,
His glorious Name
Quite overcame,
Yet I rebel,
And slight the same.

But I'll come in
Before my loss
Me farther toss,
As sure to win
Under his Cross.

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