I. THE FATHER. FATHER of Heaven, and Him, by whom It, and us for it, and all else for us, Thou madest, and govern'st ever, come And re-create me, now grown ruinous: My heart is by dejection, clay, And by self-murder, red. From this red earth, O Father, purge away All vicious tinctures, that new-fashioned I may rise up from death, before I'm dead. II. THE SON. O Son of God, who, seeing two things, Sin and Death, crept in, which were never made, By bearing one, tried'st with what stings The other could Thine heritage invade ; O be Thou nail'd unto my heart, And crucified again ; Part not from it, though it from Thee would part, But let it be by applying so Thy pain, Drown'd in Thy blood, and in Thy passion slain. III.
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