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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381170" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Preparatory Meditations - First Series: 39</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(I John 2:1. If any Man Sin, We Have an Advocate)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My sin! My sin, my God, these cursed dregs,<br>Green, yellow, blue-streaked poison hellish, rank,<br>Bubs hatched in nature's nest on serpents' eggs,<br>Yelp, chirp, and cry; they set my soul a-cramp.<br>I frown, chide, strike, and fight them, mourn and cry<br>To conquer them, but cannot them destroy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I cannot kill or coop them up: my curb<br>'S less than a snaffle in their mouth: my reins<br>They as a twine thread snap: by hell they're spurred:<br>And load my soul with swagging loads of pains.<br>Black imps, young devils, snap, bite, drag to bring<br>And pick me headlong hell's dread whirlpool in.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lord, hold Thy hand: for handle me Thou mayst<br>In wrath: but oh, a twinkling ray of hope<br>Methinks I spy Thou graciously display'st.<br>There is an advocate: a door is ope.<br>Sin's poison swell my heart would till it burst,<br>Did not a hope hence creep in 't thus and nurse 't.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Joy, joy, God's son's the sinner's advocate,<br>Doth plead the sinner guiltless, and a saint.<br>But yet attornies' pleas spring from the state,<br>The case is in: if bad, it's bad in plaint.<br>My papers do contain no pleas that do<br>Secure me from, but knock me down to, woe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I have no plea mine advocate to give:<br>What now? He'll anvil arguments great store<br>Out of His flesh and blood to make thee live.<br>O dear-bought arguments: good pleas therefore.<br>Nails made of heavenly steel, more choice than gold<br>Drove home, well-clenched, eternally will hold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! Dear-bought plea, dear Lord, what buy 't so dear?<br>What with Thy blood purchase Thy plea for me?<br>Take argument out of Thy grave t' appear<br>And plead my case with, me from guilt to free.<br>These maul both sin and devils, and amaze<br>Both saints and angels; wreathe their mouths with praise.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What shall I do, my Lord? What do, that I<br>May have Thee plead my case? I fee Thee will<br>With faith, repentance, and obediently<br>Thy service gainst Satanic sins fulfill.<br>I'll fight Thy fields while live I do, although<br>I should be hacked in pieces by Thy foe.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Make me Thy friend, Lord, be my surety: I<br>Will be Thy client, be my advocate:<br>My sins make Thine, Thy pleas make mine hereby.<br>Thou wilt me save, I will Thee celebrate.<br>Thou'lt kill my sins that cut my heart within:<br>And my rough feet shall Thy smooth praises sing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Taylor">Edward Taylor</a><div class=q>
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My sin! My sin, my God, these cursed dregs,
Green, yellow, blue-streaked poison hellish, rank,
Bubs hatched in nature's nest on serpents' eggs,
Yelp, chirp, and cry; they set my soul a-cramp.
I fr..."></div>
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