The Temple: Sacred Poems and Private Ejaculations/Trinitie Sunday

by George Herbert

¶ Trinitie Sunday.

LOrd, who hast form'd me out of mud,
And hast redeem'd me through thy bloud,
And sanctifi'd me to do good;

Purge all my sinnes done heretofore:
For I confesse my heavie score,
And I will strive to sinne no more.

Enrich my heart, mouth, hands in me;
With faith, with hope, with charitie;
That I may runne, rise, rest with thee.