Heart's Music


Tune thy music to thy heart;
Sing thy joy with thanks, and so thy sorrow.
Though devotion needs not art,
Sometime of the poor the rich may borrow.
Strive not yet for curious ways;
Concord pleaseth more the less 'tis strained.
Zeal affects not outward praise,
Only strives to show a love unfeigned.
Love can wondrous things effect,
Sweetest sacrifice all wrath appeasing.
Love the Highest doth respect;
Love alone to Him is ever pleasing.

Anon (Elizabethan?).

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