Holy Sonnet 8 by John Donne - Read by Arthur L Wood

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Holy Sonnet 8 by John Donne

IF faithfull soules be alike glorifi’d
As Angels, then my fathers soul doth see,
And adds this even to full felicitie,
That valiantly I hels wide mouth o’stride:
But if our mindes to these soules be descry’d
By circumstances, and by signes that be
Apparent in us, not immediately,
How shall my mindes white truth by them be try’d?
They see idolatrous lovers weepe and mourne,
And vile blasphemous Conjurers to call
On Jesus name, and Pharisaicall
Dissemblers feigne devotion. Then turne
O pensive soule, to God, for he knowes best
Thy true griefe, for he put it in my breast.

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