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| OUR 1 Father, which doest sit on heauen’s high throne, | |
| All praise and glory be to thee alone. | |
| Our Father—where or how shall we begin? | |
| Thou high and pure, we deeply fraught with sin. | |
| Can we the organs be to sound thy praise, | 5 |
| Which, chain’d to earthly clogs, can no way raise | |
| Our thoughts on high beyond our earthly leuell? | |
| We cannot raise ourselues, but when we reuell | |
| In anticke pleasures, or in fond delights, | |
| Or when we feede our eyes with pleasing sights, | 10 |
| When we to thee do pray, we feare like blockes; | |
| When thou to vs dost speake, we stand like stockes. | |
| We have no sence of thy great loue or powre, | |
| Or that the zeale of thee should vs deuoure, | |
| We neede not feare. Wee vnderstand thee not; | 15 |
| No, nor our selues: we are the staine and blot | |
| Of all thy workmanship; for we recoile | |
| When we should doe our charge, and alwayes soile | |
| Our best performance with some muddy thought. | |
| What shall we say, Lord? we are worse than nought. | 20 |
| From the first moouing spheare vnto earth’s center | |
| All creatures faile thee not; but man dares venture | |
| To stray and wander, like a blazing starre, | |
| Foreshewing troubles, change, dearth, and warre. | |
| Thou lookest down from heaven, thy statefull throne, | 25 |
| And doing good thou didst behold not one. | |
| We have our naturall corruption within, | |
| Which since our fall is alwayes prone to sinne: | |
| We have the world without vs, and the diuell | |
| To draw and lead us to a world of euill. | 30 |
| We are not worth the silly widowe’s mite; | |
| How canst thou then in our poore gifts delight? | |
| ’Tis true, O Lord, the widowe’s gift was small— | |
| A lesser gift could not be giuen at all; | |
| Yet was the mite accepted well from her, | 35 |
| Which, being poore, did all she had conferre. | |
| But we have nothing good; no, not a motion; | |
| Nor one poore drop of grace but from thine ocean. | |
| And all our store is but meere pouerty, | |
| Except thine all-sufficient grace supply; | 40 |
| But so supplied, thou takest recreation | |
| In one good thought, or one eiaculation: | |
| Our poore endeauors and desires of good | |
| By thee as reall acts are vnderstood. | |
| Our Father, then, we may thee iustly call, | 45 |
| Our Treasure, King, our Lord, our All in all. | |
| Let Three in One be ioyn’d in adoration, | |
| As Three in One were in the world’s creation. | |
