Versos English Michael Wigglesworth Cx. [94]

English poem

Cx. [94]

by (1631–1705)

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“One day, one week wherein to seek   God’s face with all your hearts, A favor was that far did pass   the best of your deserts. You had a season; what was your reason   such precious hours to waste? What could you find, what could you mind   that was of greater haste?