Religion

A Feast for Wormes: The Particular Application

by Francis Quarles 1592–1644

From Divine Poems (1633), A Feast for Wormes

Religion

THen thou, that art opprest with sad Despaire,
Here shalt thou see the strong effect of pray'r:
Then pray with faith & (servent) without ceasing
(Like Iacob) wrestle, till thou get a blessing.

Here shalt thou see the type of Christ thy Savi-our;
Then let thy suits be through his name and favour,

Here shalt thou finde repentance and true griefe
Of sinners like thy selfe, and their beliefe;
Then suit thy griefe to theirs, and let thy soule
Cry mightily, untill her wounds be whole.

Here shalt thou see the meeknesse of thy God,
Who on Repentance turnes, and burnes the Rod;
Repents of what he purpos'd, and is sorry;
Here may ye heare him stoutly pleading for ye:
Then thus shall be thy meed, if thou repent,
In stead of plagues and direfull punishment,
Thou shalt find mercy, love, and Heav'ns applause,
And God of Heav'n (himselfe) will plead thy cause.

Here hast thou thē compil'd within this treasure,
First, the Almighties high and just displeasure
Against foule sinne, or such as sinfull be,
Or Prince, or poore, or high or low degree.

Here is descri'd the beaten Road to Faith:

Here maist thou see the force that Preaching hath

Here is describ'd in (briefe but) full expression,
The nature of a Convert, and his passion:
His sober Dyet, which is thin and spare;
His clothing, which is Sack-cloth; and his Prayre
Not faintly sent to heaven, nor spatingly,
But piercing, ervent, and a mighty cry:

Here maist thou see how Pray'r, & true repētance
Do strive with God, prevaile, and turn his sentence
From strokes to stroking, & from plagues infernall
To boundlesse Mercies, and to life Eternall.

Till Zephyr lend my Barke a second Gale,
I slip mine Anchor, and I strike my saile.

MLA

Quarles, Francis. “A Feast for Wormes: The Particular Application.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/quarles/449/.

Chicago

Quarles, Francis. “A Feast for Wormes: The Particular Application.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/quarles/449/.

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