BY NIGHT WHEN OTHERS SOUNDLY SLEPT
by: Anne Bradstreet (c.1612-1672)
- Y night
when others soundly slept
- And hath at once both ease and Rest,
- My waking eyes were open kept
- And so to lie I found it best.
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- I sought him whom my Soul did Love,
- With tears I sought him earnestly.
- He bow'd his ear down from Above.
- In vain I did not seek or cry.
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- My hungry Soul he fill'd with Good;
- He in his Bottle put my tears,
- My smarting wounds washt in his blood,
- And banisht thence my Doubts and fears.
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- What to my Saviour shall I give
- Who freely hath done this for me?
- I'll serve him here whilst I shall live
- And Loue him to Eternity.
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