Henry Arthington Poems

A feruent supplication,
Tending to mortification,
And new regeneration,
That leadeth to saluation.
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Though eye may see, and tongue can tell
The state of greatest Princes heere,
And such as in their courts do dwell,
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O mortall man, regarde and see,
what God in loue hath done for thee:
When thou wast nought but dust and earth,
he put into thee lyfe and breath,
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O Blessed God omnipotent,
How much is mankind bound to thee,
For all thy workes so excellent,
As thou hast set them in degree.
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Though Christ his merits be of power,
To saue mankind from Hell,
And Adams heyres for to restore,
With him in ioyes to dwell.
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O heauenly Lord O father deare, how downe thine eares to me
A wofull wretch that in my grief do onely seeke to thee.
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O mightie God thou Lord omnipotent,
who onely rulest all thinges at thy wyll,
Whose throne is far abeue the fyrmament:
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He that is poore in spirite and in mynde,
and rightly deemes his vertues to be small.
He that in his soule no goodnes can finde,
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Almighty God, beholding Man,
Depryued of his blessednesse,)
To looke with visage pale and wan,
(By reason of his wretchednesse.)
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I humblie craue that as my fall,
Hath much offended each degree,
So my restore, may comfort all
That loue the Lord vnfeinedlie.
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