Caelica, Sonnet XCIX (DOwne in the depth of mine iniquity)

DOwne in the depth of mine iniquity,
That vgly center of infernall spirits;
Where each sinne seeles her owne deformity,
In these peculiar torments she inherits,
Depriu'd of humane graces, and diuine,
Euen there appeares this sauing God of mine.

And in this fatall mirrour of transgression,
Shewes man as fruit of his degeneration,
The errours ugly infinite impression,
Which beares the faithlesse doome to desperation;
Depriu'd of humane graces and diuine,
Euen there appeares this sauing God of mine.

In power and truth, Almighty andeternall,
Which on the sinne reflects strange desolation,
With glory scourging all the Spr'its infernall,
And vncreated hell with vnpriuation;
Depriu'd of humane graces, not diuine, i
Euen there appeares this sauing God of mne.

For on this sp'rituall Crosse condemned lying,
To paines infernall by eternall doome,
I see my Sauiour for the same sinnes dying,
And from that hell I fear'd, to free me, come;
Depriu'd of humane graces, not diuine,
Thus hath his death rais'd up this soule of mine.