To Christ

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Title:     To Christ
Author: (Poet) Robert Herrick [More Titles by Herrick]

I crawl, I creep; my Christ, I come
To Thee for curing balsamum:
Thou hast, nay more, Thou art the tree
Affording salve of sovereignty.
My mouth I'll lay unto Thy wound
Bleeding, that no blood touch the ground:
For, rather than one drop shall fall
To waste, my JESU, I'll take all.

[The end]
(Poet) Robert Herrick's poem: To Christ

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