Classic Poem

Eternally without or blot, or staine,
During may you in memory remaine;
Making the teares be pearles, which men do weep,
O teaching them in their right ford to keep,
Not for the world to mourne, thence no reliefe
Doth then ensue, thy word doth mend our grieff .

Godly's the sorrow, whereto you exhorting
Require us, from the worldly care, dehorting,
In such a wife, that when this grieff we take,
Fairely grieff doth us mend and better make,
Fearing to sin this grieff in us doth breed,
Ensasing us thereby 'gainst sin at need:
Thus as thy Word doth mendour grieff , ev'n so
Heavens have ordain'd that grieff doth mend our woe.