As due by many titles I resigne <br />My selfe to thee, O God, first I was made <br />By thee, and for thee, and when I was decay'd <br />Thy blood bought that, the which before was thine; <br />I am thy sonne, made with thy selfe to shine, <br />Thy servant, whose paines thou hast still repaid, <br />Thy sheepe, thine Image, and, till I betray'd <br />My selfe, a temple of thy Spirit divine; <br />Why doth the devill then usurpe on mee? <br />Why doth he steale, nay ravish that's thy right? <br />Except thou rise and for thine own worke fight, <br />Oh I shall soone despaire, when I doe see <br />That thou lov'st mankind well, yet wilt'not chuse me, <br />And Satan hates mee, yet is loth to lose me.<br /><br />John Donne<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/holy-sonnet-ii-as-due-by-many-titles/
