Chapter VII
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And while we feel how much our God doth love
The Peace of Sinners, how much move
And sue, and thirst, intreat, lament, and grieve
For all the Crimes in which they live,
And seek and wait and call again,
And long to save them from the pain
Of Sin, from all their Woe!
With greater thirst as well as grief we try,
How to relieve their Misery.
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The Poetical Works of Thomas Traherne, 1636?-1674, from the original manuscriptsChapter VII
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