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Poem by Anne Bradstreet


Deliverance from a Fit of Fainting


Worthy art Thou, O Lord, of praise, 
But ah! Its not in me. 
My sinking heart I pray Thee raise 
So shall I give it Thee.

My life as spiders webbs cut off, 
Thus fainting have I said, 
And living man no more shall see 
But be in silence laid.

My feeble spirit Thou didst revive, 
My doubting Thou didst chide, 
And though as dead madst me alive, 
I here a while might bide.

Why should I live but to Thy praise? 
My life is hid with Thee. 
O Lord, no longer be my days 
Than I may fruitful be.



Anne Bradstreet


Anne Bradstreet's other poems:
  1. For the Restoration of My Dear Husband from a Burning Ague, June, 1661
  2. To Her Most Honoured Father Thomas Dudley Esq; These Humbly Presented
  3. For Deliverance from a Feaver
  4. Upon Some Distemper of Body
  5. Epitaphs


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