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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381160" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ebb and Flow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381160" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When first Thou on me, Lord, wroughtest Thy sweet print,<br>My heart was made Thy tinder-box,<br>My 'ffections were Thy tinder in't,<br>Where fell Thy sparks by drops.<br>Those holy sparks of heavenly fire that came<br>Did ever catch and often out would flame.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381160" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But now my heart is made Thy censer trim, <br>Full of Thy golden altar's fire,<br>To offer up sweet incense in <br>Unto Thyself entire:<br>I find my tinder scarce Thy sparks can feel<br>That drop from out Thy holy flint and steel.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=381160" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Hence doubts out bud for fear Thy fire in me<br>'S a mocking ignis fatuus,<br>Or lest Thine altar's fire out be,<br>It's hid in ashes thus.<br>Yet when the bellows of Thy spirit blow<br>Away mine ashes, then Thy fire doth glow.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Edward+Taylor">Edward Taylor</a></strong></div>

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