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Drop, drop, drop, slow tears

and bathe those feet

which brought from heaven the news

and Prince of Peace.

Cease not, wet eyes

His mercy to entreat

to cry for vengeance,

sin doth never cease.

Drop, drop, drop, slow tears.

In your deep flood

drown all my faults and fears,

nor let His eye see sin

but through my tears.

poetry of

Phineas Fletcher (1582–1650)