A Cyclopædia of Sacred Poetical Quotations / Consisting of Choice Passages from the Sacred Poetry of All Ages and Countries, Classified and Arranged, for Facility of Reference, Under Subject Headings; Illustrated by Striking Passages from Scripture, and Forming Altogether a Complete Book of Devotional Poetry.

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Though life, since finite, has so ill excuse

For being but in finite objects learned,

Yet sure the soul was made for little use,

Unless it be in infinites concerned.

Sir William Davenant.

But Thou which didst man’s soul of nothing make,

And when to nothing it was fallen again,

To make it new, the form of man didst take,

And, God with God, becam’st a man with men:

Thou that hast fashioned twice this soul of ours,