Holy Sonnet Ii: As Due By Many Titles I Resign

John Donne

As due by many titles I resign
My self to Thee, O God; first I was made
By Thee, and for Thee, and when I was decayed
Thy blood bought that, the which before was Thine;
I am Thy son, made with Thy Self to shine,
Thy servant, whose pains Thou hast still repaid,
Thy sheep, thine image, and, till I betrayed
My self, a temple of Thy Spirit divine;
Why doth the devil then usurp on me?
Why doth he steal, nay ravish that’s thy right?
Except thou rise and for thine own work fight,
Oh I shall soon despair, when I do see
That thou lov’st mankind well, yet wilt not choose me,
And Satan hates me, yet is loth to lose me.

Next 10 Poems

• John Donne : Holy Sonnet Iii: O Might Those Sighs And Tears Return Again
• John Donne : Holy Sonnet Iv: Oh My Black Soul! Now Art Thou Summoned
• John Donne : Holy Sonnet Ix: If Poisonous Minerals, And If That Tree
• John Donne : Holy Sonnet V: I Am A Little World Made Cunningly
• John Donne : Holy Sonnet Vi: This Is My Play's Last Scene, Here Heavens Appoint
• John Donne : Holy Sonnet Vii: At The Round Earth's Imagined Corners Blow
• John Donne : Holy Sonnet Viii: If Faithful Souls Be Alike Glorified
• John Donne : Holy Sonnet X
• John Donne : Holy Sonnet X: Death Be Not Proud
• John Donne : Holy Sonnet Xi: Spit In My Face You Jews, And Pierce My Side

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• John Donne : Go And Catach A Falling Star
• John Donne : Funeral, The
• John Donne : For Whom The Bell Tolls
• John Donne : Elegy Xviii: Love's Progress
• John Donne : Elegy Xvi: On His Mistress
• John Donne : Elegy X: The Dream
• John Donne : Elegy Viii: The Comparison