An Hymne of the State of All Adams Posteritie by Elizabeth Oxenbridge Tyrwhitt

I am the fruit of Adams hands, through sin lockt in satans bands,
Destined to deth, the child of ire, a flaming brand of infernall fire:
Borne I was naked and bare, and spend my time in sorowe and care,
And shall returne unto the dust, and be deprived of carnall lust.
Yet thou father didst Jesus send, to pardon them that did offend:
We laud him in the work of might, that we be blessed in his sight.

From: https://www.poetrynook.com/poem/hymne-state-all-adams-posteritie

Date: 1574

By: Elizabeth Oxenbridge Tyrwhitt (c1519-1578)

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