Classic Poem

Thomas his faith it seemes you have attained.
Heart having fixt on that which not obrey neil
One onely glimpse you yet beleeve to bee,
Most earnestly expecting certainly,
A sure possession of that, setled state,
Setting the same at an high estimate.

Fix then your heart still on the things not seene,
And matchlesse yet they of a certaine beene:
In earnest covet them, and though they'r far ,
Righty true faith, as neare will them declare:
Fix then a stedfast and firme confidence,
And second you the same with innocence,
Xenins great selfe will then be your defence.