O Son, in w,

    Son of my bosom, Son w alone

    My ual might, [ 170 ]

    All  ts are, all

    As my Eternal purpose h decreed:

    Man s quite be lost, but savd who will,

    Yet not of will in  grace in me

    Freely voutsaft; once more I will renew [ 175 ]

    and enthralld

    By sin to foul exorbitant desires;

    Up once more and

    On even ground against al foe,

    By me up he may know how frail [ 180 ]

    ion is, and to me ow

    All o none but me.

    Some I have chosen of peculiar grace

    Elect above t; so is my will:

    t s be warnd [ 185 ]

    tate, and to appease betimes

    tie while offerd grace

    Invites; for I hir senses dark,

    may suffice, and softn stonie s

    to pray, repent, and bring obedience due. [ 190 ]

    to Prayer, repentance, and obedience due,

    t endevord ent,

    Mine ear s be slo s.

    And I hem as a guide

    My Umpire Conscience, whey will hear, [ 195 ]

    Liger ligtain,

    And to ting, safe arrive.

    this my long sufferance and my day of grace

    t and scorn, saste;

    But hard be hardnd, blind be blinded more, [ 200 ]

    t tumble on, and deeper fall;

    And none but such from mercy I exclude.

    But yet all is not don; Man disobeying,

    Disloyal breaks ie, and sinns

    Against the high Supremacie of heavn, [ 205 ]

    Affecting God-head, and so loosing all,

    to expiate reason  left,