 | Clara Lucas Balfour - English literature - 1852 - 458 pages
...their errours all. In other succour, then, O Lord, why should I trust ; But only thyn, whom I hare found In thy behight so just ? And suche for drede...their golden godds That did their harts seduce ; Where l, that in thy worde Have set my trust and joye, The high reward that longs thereto Shall quietlye... | |
 | Henry Howard Earl of Surrey, Frederick Morgan Padelford - English poetry - 1920 - 260 pages
...succour then, Oh Lord, why should I trust, But onely thyn, whom I haue found in thy behight so iust. 60 And suche for drede or gayne, as shall thy name refuse,...did their harts seduce. Where I, that in thy worde haue set my trust and ioye, The highe reward that longs therto shall quietlye enioye. And my vnworthye... | |
 | Henry Howard Earl of Surrey, Frederick Morgan Padelford - English poetry - 1920 - 256 pages
...succour then, Oh Lord, why should I trust, But onely thyn, whom I haue found in thy behight so iust. 60 And suche for drede or gayne, as shall thy name refuse,...that did their harts seduce. Where I, that in thy vvorde haue set my trust and ioye, The higlie reward that longs therto shall quietlye enioye. And my... | |
 | 1920 - 546 pages
...why should I trust, But onely thyn, whom I haue found in thy behight so iust. 60 And suche for drecle or gayne, as shall thy name refuse, Shall perishe...did their harts seduce. Where I, that in thy worde haue set my trust and ioye, The highe reward that longs therto shall quietlye enioye. And my vnworthye... | |
 | Literature - 1928 - 328 pages
...succour then, Oh Lord, why should I trust, But onely thyn, whom I haue found in thy behight so iust. 60 And suche for drede or gayne, as shall thy name refuse,...did their harts seduce. Where I, that in thy worde haue set my trust and ioye, The highe reward that longs therto shall quietlye enioye. And my unworthye... | |
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Thow wert my guyd, and gaue me grace to comfort me therin. And when my withered skyn vnto my bones did cleue, And fleshe did wast, thy grace did then my simple sprits releue. In other succour then, Oh Lord, why should I trust, But onely thyn, whom I haue... 