Henry Charles Beeching, ed. (1859–1919). Lyra Sacra: A Book of Religious Verse. 1903.
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| FATHER of heav’n, and Him by whom | |
| It, and us for it, and all else for us, | |
| Thou mad’st and govern’st ever; come, | |
| And re-create me, now grown ruinous; | |
| My heart is by dejection clay, 1 | 5 |
| And by self-murder red. | |
| From this red earth, O Father, purge away | |
| All vicious tinctures, that new-fashionèd | |
| I may rise up from death before I’m dead. | |
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| O Son of God, who seeing two things, | 10 |
| Sin and death, crept in which were never made; | |
| By bearing one, tri’dst with what stings | |
| The other could Thine heritage invade; | |
| O be Thou nail’d unto my heart, | |
| And crucified again. | 15 |
| Part not from it, though it from Thee would part, | |
| But let it be, by applying so Thy pain, | |
| Drown’d in Thy blood, and in Thy passion slain. | |
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| O Holy Ghost, whose temple I | |
| Am, but of mud walls and condensèd dust, | 20 |
| And being sacrilegiously | |
| Half wasted with youth’s fires of pride and lust, | |
| Must with new storms be weather-beat; | |
| Double in my heart Thy flame, | |
| Which let devout sad tears intend, and let | 25 |
| (Though this glass-lanthorn flesh do suffer maim) | |
| Fire, sacrifice, priest, altar, be the same. | |
