Poem by George Herbert

Sinne (II)

    O that I could a sinne once see !
    We paint the devil foul, yet he
    Hath some good in him, all agree.
Sinne is flat opposite to th' Almighty, seeing
It wants the good of vertue, and of being.

    But God more care of us hath had,
    If apparitions make us sad,
    By sight of sinne we should grow mad.
Yet as in sleep we see foul death, and live ;
So devils are our sinnes in perspective.

1. Love (Immortal Love, authour of this great frame)
2. The Thanksgiving
3. The Temper
4. Joseph's Coat
5. Sighs and Groans

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