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AS due by many titles, I resign
Myself to Thee, O God. First I was made
By Thee and for Thee ; and, when I was decayed,
Thy blood bought that the which before was Thine ;
I am Thy sun, made with Thyself to shine,
Thy servant whose pains Thou hast still repaid,
Thy sheep, Thine image, and, till I betrayed
Myself, a temple of Thy Spirit divine.
Why doth the devil then usurp on me ?
Why doth he steal, nay, ravish that 's Thy right ?
Except Thou rise, and for Thine own work fight,
Oh ! I shall soon despair, when I do see
That Thou lov'st mankind well, yet wilt not choose me,
And Satan hates me, yet is loth to lose me.