Classic Poem

Another of the same.

A S in the Sacrifices of the Law ,
there was an Alter, Priest, Host, Fire and Wood:
So This to That, in likenesse neere doth draw;
and wants but holy -Fire to make it good .

The Alter, is my Hope; the Host, my Heart;
the Priest, my Faith; my Loue, the Fuell is
All these ( ├┤ Lord ) are ready, but the Art
to fire the Fuell, wants then, doe thou This .

I am but Passine in this holy Act .
Thou the sole Agent: yet make me fit
To worke with thee together in this Fact,
with all the Forces of my Will and Wit:
And sith ( deare Lord ) all things so ready be .
Giue Fire. to sacrifice my Heart to Thee!