George Sandys Poems

My God, thy suppliant hear:
Afford a gentle ear:
For I am comfortless,
And labour in distress.
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Thou who art enthroned above!
Thou by whom we live and move!
Thee we bless; thy praise be sung,
While an ear can hear a tongue.
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FIRE, AIRE, EARTH, WATER, all the Opposites
That stroue in Chaos, powrefull LOVE vnites;
And from their Discord drew this Harmonie,
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All from the sun's uprise,
Unto his setting rays,
Resound in jubilees
The great Jehovah's praise.
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All, from the sun's uprise
Unto his setting rays,
Resound in jubilees
The great Creator's praise!
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Book I

The World, form'd out of Chaos. Man is made.
The Ages change. The Giants Heauen inuade.
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Great God! how manifold, how infinite
Are all Thy works! with what a clear foresight
Didst Thou create and multiply their birth!
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