Classic Poem

Good God it is, who doth his grace distill
On us, that wee may well obey his will;
David when Israel with pleasing heart,
Free offring did unto the Lord impart,
Return'd the praise to God, who such hearts gave,
Ever requesting, that they like might have,
Yea that God would in their Imagination
Ever keepe it in their determination.

Good God ! say you, when as your selfe you view,
On that great Bounty looking which you shew,
On him you looke, who is the God of Grace,
Denoting all Good in him to have place,
Making such like him free , whom he selecteth,
And I free man , Good God , say you, affecteth,
No doubt that heart whom he so well directeth.