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To God [I’ll come, I’ll creep, though Thou dost threat]
by [?]

I’ll come, I’ll creep, though Thou dost threat,
Humbly unto Thy mercy-seat:
When I am there, this then I’ll do,
Give Thee a dart, and dagger too;
Next, when I have my faults confessed,
Naked I’ll show a sighing breast;
Which if that can’t Thy pity woo,
Then let Thy justice do the rest
And strike it through.