Versos English Michael Wigglesworth Xlix. [44]

English poem

Xlix. [44]

by (1631–1705)

Listen in the reader

“You bore the Cross, you suffer’d loss   of all for my Name’s sake; Receive the Crown that’s now your own;   come, and a Kingdom take.“ Thus spake the Judge: the wicked grudge   and grind their teeth in vain; They see with groans these plac’d on Thrones,   which addeth to their pain: