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To God: An Anthem Sung In The Chapel At Whitehall Before The King.

By Robert Herrick

Topics: classic

Verse. My God, I'm wounded by my sin,         And sore without, and sick within.     Ver. Chor. I come to Thee, in hope to find         Salve for my body and my mind.     Verse. In Gilead though no balm be found         To ease this smart or cure this wound,     Ver. Chor. Yet, Lord, I know there is with Thee         All saving health, and help for me.     Verse. Then reach Thou forth that hand of Thine,         That pours in oil, as well as wine,     Ver. Chor. And let it work, for I'll endure         The utmost smart, so Thou wilt cure.

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Robert Herrick

About Robert Herrick

Robert Herrick (1591–1674) was an English Cavalier poet whose "Hesperides" (1648) contains over 1,200 poems. His carpe diem verse "To the Virgins, to Make Much of Time" ("Gather ye rosebuds while ye may") and lyric poems celebrate love, beauty, and the passing of time.

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