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Here Follow Several Occasional Meditations
(1612 – 16 September 1672 / Northampton, England)

Here Follow Several Occasional Meditations

By night when others soundly slept,
And had at once both case and rest,
My waking eyes were open kept
And so to lie I found it best.

I sought Him whom my soul did love,
With tears I sought Him earnestly;
He bowed His ear down from above.
In vain I did not seek or cry.

My hungry soul He filled with good,
He in His bottle put my tears,
My smarting wounds washed in His blood,
And banished thence my doubts and fears.

What to my Savior shall I give,
Who freely hath done this for me?
I'll serve Him here whilst I shall live
And love Him to eternity.

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Comments (5)

A profound devotional song reposing full faith in the savior God and reiterating resolve to follow His instructions through out life.
My waking eyes were open kept And so to lie I found it best.....here we can find the essence of the poem. Beautifully crafted.
" What to my sailor shall i give" ? ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
I sought Him whom my soul did love, With tears I sought Him earnestly; He bowed His ear down from above. In vain I did not seek or cry. very spiritual . poem, to my saviour what shall i give.love this poem. tony
One of the best poems by Anne Bradstreet.....