George Herbert - Prayer (I) lyrics

Prayer, the Church's banquet, Angels' age, God's breath in man returning to his birth, The soul in paraphrase, heart in pilgrimage, The Christian plummet sounding heav'n and earth; Engine against th' Almighty, sinner's tower, Reversèd thunder, Christ-side-piercing spear, The six-days' world transposing in an hour, A kind of tune, which all things hear and fear: Softness, and peace, and joy, and love, and bliss, Exalted manna, gladness of the best, Heaven in ordinary, man well dressed, The milky way, the bird of Paradise, Church bells beyond the stars heard, the soul's blood, The land of spices; something understood.