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A Hymn To God The Father - Poem by John Donne

Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun,
Which was my sin, though it were done before?
Wilt thou forgive that sin, through which I run,
And do run still, though still I do deplore?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
For I have more.

Wilt thou forgive that sin which I have won
Others to sin, and made my sin their door?
Wilt thou forgive that sin which I did shun
A year or two, but wallow'd in, a score?
When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
For I have more.

I have a sin of fear, that when I have spun
My last thread, I shall perish on the shore;
But swear by thyself, that at my death thy Son
Shall shine as he shines now, and heretofore;
And, having done that, thou hast done;
I fear no more.


Comments about A Hymn To God The Father by John Donne

  • Gold Star - 7,920 Points Don Kubicki (7/6/2019 6:35:00 PM)

    All have sinned or so they say, but no one says why. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie stevi navinskey (12/28/2018 6:47:00 PM)

    that was a realy good speech (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Karabo mokoena (5/12/2018 9:25:00 PM)

    This is marvelous and great 💞💜💓💔💕💕💖💗💗💝✋✌✊👌👌👎👍💟💛💚💙❤❤💋💋👅👄👏👏I can dwell on it (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Tenure (1/30/2018 11:54:00 AM)

    Good love it is amazing and awesome love it love it love it (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Ur suck (11/28/2017 6:07:00 PM)

    I hate this song please fix microsoft this sucks i suck ducks (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 114,407 Points Richard Wlodarski (10/9/2017 1:28:00 PM)

    An absolutely stunning poem! Confessing to all his mortal sins. And being forgiven. And then, to confess to his fear of death. Not only is he forgiven, but he sees the light of Jesus. And his fear is gone. In Soul's Journey - Parts I - V, I write about my near death encounter with Jesus. So poems like this totally resonate with me. (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Ben Sasser (7/16/2017 8:40:00 PM)

    Nice poem, (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 13,910 Points Walterrean Salley (11/16/2016 6:03:00 PM)

    (A Hymn To God The Father - Poem by John Donne.)

    Wilt thou forgive that sin which I have won
    Others to sin, and made my sin their door?
    ...
    I have a sin of fear, that when I have spun
    My last thread, I shall perish on the shore;
    But swear by thyself, that at my death thy Son
    Shall shine as he shines now, and heretofore;
    And, having done that, thou hast done;
    I fear no more.

    Gives me goose bumps. A prayer of penitence. Donne, conscious of his spiritual state, and his responsibility to God, seeks all forgiveness in preparation of his final moments of life- whenever that might have been. A prayer applicable to all. Well penned.
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  • Rookie - 0 Points Drew Wilson (10/30/2015 8:33:00 PM)

    The last line is wrong. It states I have no more I fear no more also makes since. But there are critics that say he could be talking about his wife that died. Her last name as More before he married her. This poem was written 6 years after her death. The last line can very easily have two meanings. I have no more sin or lost love? (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 76,545 Points Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (6/28/2014 4:16:00 AM)

    Love and submission to god and forgive of sins wonderful poem and much liked. (Report) Reply

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God Poems
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  2. 2. The Green Eye Of The Little Yellow God
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  4. 4. God Moves In A Mysterious Way
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  5. 5. God Full Of Mercy
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  6. 6. In No Strange Land (The Kingdom Of God)
    Francis Thompson
  7. 7. Flower God, God Of The Spring
    Robert Louis Stevenson
  8. 8. God, A Poem
    James Fenton1
  9. 9. Nearer, My God, To Thee.
    Sarah Flower Adams
  10. 10. God Has Pity On Kindergarten Children
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  11. 11. God
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  12. 12. To The Accuser Who Is The God Of This Wo..
    William Blake
  13. 13. Hym To God, My God In My Sickness
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  14. 14. The Excesses Of God
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  15. 15. Sonnet 154: The Little Love-God Lying On..
    William Shakespeare
  16. 16. There Is No God, The Wicked Sayeth
    Arthur Hugh Clough
  17. 17. Bless God, He Went As Soldiers
    Emily Dickinson
  18. 18. Since Thou Hast Given Me This Good Hope,..
    Robert Louis Stevenson
  19. 19. God-Forgotten
    Thomas Hardy
  20. 20. On The Little God
    Hilaire Belloc
  21. 21. Holy Sonnet Xv: Wilt Thou Love God
    John Donne
  22. 22. The God Abandons Anthony
    Constantine P. Cavafy
  23. 23. Thee, God, I Come From
    Gerard Manley Hopkins
  24. 24. God
    Isaac Rosenberg
  25. 25. The Laws Of God, The Laws Of Man
    Alfred Edward Housman
  26. 26. Crazy Jane On God
    William Butler Yeats
  27. 27. Sonnet 58: That God Forbid, That Made Me..
    William Shakespeare
  28. 28. All Roads That Lead To God Are Good
    Ella Wheeler Wilcox
  29. 29. God And The Soldier
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  30. 30. A Thanksgiving To God, For His House
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  31. 31. God Of The Open Air
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  32. 32. The God Letters
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  33. 33. Now, God Be Thanked Who Has Matched Us W..
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  34. 34. Momus, God Of Laughter
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  35. 35. God Scatters Beauty
    Walter Savage Landor
  36. 36. My God! O Let Me Call Thee Mine!
    Anne Brontë
  37. 37. A Way To Love God
    Robert Penn Warren
  38. 38. God Gave To Me A Child In Part
    Robert Louis Stevenson
  39. 39. The God Abandons Antony
    Gaius Valerius Catullus
  40. 40. Master Of The Universe (God God God G..
    Udiah (witness to Yah)
  41. 41. Walking With God
    William Cowper
  42. 42. God Bless Our Native Land
    Frances Ellen Watkins Harper
  43. 43. Can God? Will God? Has God?
    Elizabeth Skerencak
  44. 44. (k) 2 (God) That Is God
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  45. 45. The Bedridden Peasant To An Unknown God
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  46. 46. Heart Of God
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  47. 47. Late Came The God
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  48. 48. God Gave A Loaf To Every Bird,
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  49. 49. God Of Mercy, God Of Grace
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  50. 50. To God The Father
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God Poems

  1. The Green Eye Of The Little Yellow God

    There's a one-eyed yellow idol to the north of Khatmandu, There's a little marble cross below the town; There's a broken-hearted woman tends the grave of Mad Carew, And the Yellow God forever gazes down. He was known as "Mad Carew" by the subs at Khatmandu, He was hotter than they felt inclined to tell; But for all his foolish pranks, he was worshipped in the ranks, And the Colonel's daughter smiled on him as well. He had loved her all along, with a passion of the strong, The fact that she loved him was plain to all. She was nearly twenty-one and arrangements had begun To celebrate her birthday with a ball. He wrote to ask what present she would like from Mad Carew; They met next day as he dismissed a squad; And jestingly she told him then that nothing else would do But the green eye of the little Yellow God. On the night before the dance, Mad Carew seemed in a trance, And they chaffed him as they puffed at their cigars: But for once he failed to smile, and he sat alone awhile, Then went out into the night beneath the stars. He returned before the dawn, with his shirt and tunic torn, And a gash across his temple dripping red; He was patched up right away, and he slept through all the day, And the Colonel's daughter watched beside his bed. He woke at last and asked if they could send his tunic through; She brought it, and he thanked her with a nod; He bade her search the pocket saying "That's from Mad Carew," And she found the little green eye of the god. She upbraided poor Carew in the way that women do, Though both her eyes were strangely hot and wet; But she wouldn't take the stone and Mad Carew was left alone With the jewel that he'd chanced his life to get. When the ball was at its height, on that still and tropic night, She thought of him and hurried to his room; As she crossed the barrack square she could hear the dreamy air Of a waltz tune softly stealing thro' the gloom. His door was open wide, with silver moonlight shining through; The place was wet and slipp'ry where she trod; An ugly knife lay buried in the heart of Mad Carew, 'Twas the "Vengeance of the Little Yellow God." There's a one-eyed yellow idol to the north of Khatmandu, There's a little marble cross below the town; There's a broken-hearted woman tends the grave of Mad Carew, And the Yellow God forever gazes down.

  2. God Full Of Mercy

    God-Full-of-Mercy, the prayer for the dead. If God was not full of mercy, Mercy would have been in the world, Not just in Him. I, who plucked flowers in the hills And looked down into all the valleys, I, who brought corpses down from the hills, Can tell you that the world is empty of mercy. I, who was King of Salt at the seashore, Who stood without a decision at my window, Who counted the steps of angels, Whose heart lifted weights of anguish In the horrible contests. I, who use only a small part Of the words in the dictionary. I, who must decipher riddles I don't want to decipher, Know that if not for the God-full-of-mercy There would be mercy in the world, Not just in Him. Translated from the Hebrew by Barbara and Benjamin Harshav

  3. God Moves In A Mysterious Way

    God moves in a mysterious way His wonders to perform; He plants His footsteps in the sea, And rides upon the storm. Deep in unfathomable mines Of never-failing skill He treasures up His bright designs, And works His sovereign will. Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take, The clouds ye so much dread Are big with mercy, and shall break In blessings on your head. Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, But trust Him for His grace; Behind a frowning providence He hides a smiling face. His purposes will ripen fast, Unfolding every hour; The bud may have a bitter taste, But sweet will be the flower. Blind unbelief is sure to err, And scan his work in vain; God is His own interpreter, And He will make it plain.

  4. The Greatest Artist (God God God God God God God)

    God is the greatest artist To whom no one can compare, Streaking sunsets very beautiful, Painting rainbows in the air. Brushing green the hillside scene, Blotting blue the sky above, Splashing flowers 'cross the ground beneath, Shading white clouds with His glove. Of the wonders God has made There is none that is so fair As the smile He paints upon your face When you realize He's there. To The Greatest Artist, whose natural beauty and wisdom both inspired and guided me in writing this little verse

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