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Holy Sonnet I: Thou Hast Made Me

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Thou hast made me, and shall thy work decay?
Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste;
I run to death, and death meets me as fast,
And all my pleasures are like yesterday.
I dare not move my dim eyes any way,
Despair behind, and death before doth cast
Such terror, and my feeble flesh doth waste
By sin in it, which it towards hell doth weigh.
Only thou art above, and when towards thee
By thy leave I can look, I rise again;

But our old subtle foe so tempteth me
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Nafees 26 May 2018

Plz add its summary also

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Brian Jani 05 May 2014

Not bad

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Jason Rachels 19 May 2007

Dear God, please draw mine iron heart to you.

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