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John Donne : A Hymne to God the Father

				I
Wilt thou forgive that sinne where I begunne,
	Which was my sin, though it were done before1?
Wilt thou forgive that sinne; through which I
	runne2,
	And do run still: though still I do deplore?
		When thou hast done, thou hast not done3,
			For I have more4. 

				II
Wilt thou forgive that sinne which I have wonne
	Others to sinne? and, made my sinne their doore?
Wilt thou forgive that sinne which I did shunne
	A yeare, or two: but wallowed in, a score?
		When thou hast done, thou hast not done,
			For I have more.

				III
I have a sinne of feare, that when I have spunne
	My last thred, I shall perish on the shore;
But sweare by thy selfe, that at my death thy sonne
	Shall shine as he shines now, and heretofore;
		And, having done that, Thou hast done,
			I feare no more.

John Donne (1572-1631)	P. 1633

 
FOOTNOTES
1 original sin; 2 ran; 3 with a pun on Donne; 4 with probably a pun on More (his wife's maiden name)
 

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