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I Sit Afraid

by Max Ehrmann

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Batter my heart, three-person'd God

by John Donne

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I Sit Afraid

by Max Ehrmann

O world, how I have loved you!
And you have stripped me and scourged me;
Yet have I loved you,
And my heart has been full of you.
I hear you say, "Who are you
That we should care for your love?"
I answer, "I am nothing,
But I loved you."
And I answer again, "I am nothing,
But I have reached my hand to the lowest,
And I have sat with want
That the weak might be nourished,
And the lonely filled with love."
Each one of you would I have folded in my arms,
Not in the public place in view of eyes,
But on the unseen path of every day,
For my heart was full of you,
My lips blooming with wild, sweet songs at morn,
And softer strains in evening's twilight hour.
But you stripped me and scourged me.
Now silent I sit afraid.

Batter my heart, three-person'd God

by John Donne

Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you
As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend;
That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend
Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new.
I, like an usurp'd town to another due,
Labor to admit you, but oh, to no end;
Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend,
But is captiv'd, and proves weak or untrue.
Yet dearly I love you, and would be lov'd fain,
But am betroth'd unto your enemy;
Divorce me, untie or break that knot again,
Take me to you, imprison me, for I,
Except you enthrall me, never shall be free,
Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.

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