And whil'st this universall Quire, That Church in triumph, this in warfare here, Warm'd with one all-partaking fire Of love, that none be lost, which cost thee deare, Prayes ceaslesly, 'and thou hearken too, (Since to be gratious Our taske is treble, to pray, beare, and doe) Heare this prayer Lord: O Lord deliver us From trusting in those prayers, though powr'd out thus. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHE WEEPS OVER RAHOON by JAMES JOYCE DOMESDAY BOOK: FINDING OF THE BODY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS JOHN WILKES BOOTH AT THE FARM (JANUARY 12, 1848) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS NEBUCHADNEZZAR: OR EATING GRASS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS MODERN PARAPHRASE OF SHAKESPEARE'S SONNET 29 by GEORGE SANTAYANA FROM THE WOOLWORTH TOWER by SARA TEASDALE FROM THE GREATER TESTAMENT (XXII, XXIII, AND XXVI) by FRANCOIS VILLON |