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| WHAT shall we doo to thee, O God, | |
| For all that thou hast done; | |
| Whose loue from vs remoues the rod | |
| Which our offences woune? | |
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| Thy Sonne hath brought vs peace againe, | 5 |
| And made vs one with thee; | |
| Although our sinnes deserued payne, | |
| His crosse hath made vs free. | |
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| O how shall we requite thy loue? | |
| What recompence is due | 10 |
| To thee or him? Helpe from aboue, | |
| Our sinfull liues renew. | |
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| The best reward that we can giue | |
| It helpes not thee at all; | |
| Yet thou in bountie doest releeue | 15 |
| Vs wretched wightes in thrall. | |
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| Great is thy glory, loue, and might; | |
| Thy mercies haue no ende: | |
| All thanks and praise to thee in right | |
| Each heart should still extend. | 20 |
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| But we poore sinners may cry out | |
| Against ourselues, and say, | |
| Our purest deedes, like filthy clout, | |
| Our grosse conceytes bewray. | |
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| No stay is in our crooked will; | 25 |
| A rash consent we giue | |
| To each delight that seekes to kill | |
| Our soules, therein we liue. | |
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| But now thy sauing health extend, | |
| Thy mercies sweete prepare, | 30 |
| And salue our sores: let vs amend, | |
| And breake thou Sathan’s snare. | |
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