Phineas Fletcher

(1582 - 1650 / England)

A Litany - Poem by Phineas Fletcher

DROP, drop, slow tears,
   And bathe those beauteous feet
Which brought from Heaven
   The news and Prince of Peace:
Cease not, wet eyes,
   His mercy to entreat;
To cry for vengeance
   Sin doth never cease.
In your deep floods
   Drown all my faults and fears;
Nor let His eye
   See sin, but through my tears.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003



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