Sweet Saint: Thou better canst declare to me,
What pleasure is obtained by heavenly love
Than they which other loves did never prove:
Or which in s** are differing from thee:
For like a woman spouse my soul shall be,
Whom sinful pa**ions once to lust did move,
And since betrothèd to God's son above,
Should be enamored with his deity.
My body is the garment of my spright
While as the daytime of my life doth last:
When d**h shall bring the night of my delight
My soul unclothed shall rest from labors past:
And claspèd in the arms of God, enjoy
By sweet conjunction, everlasting joy.