"His Darkness"
When does hope of hap cheer my hapless chance?
What tears may countervail my cares?
But still the Death of thou does bewail me,
Is that the solace of my life and soul?
I want the life of thou's death to be no more
Through the desires of my psychotic brain
My lord My love My life My liking gone
To whom I gave the first fruits of my love
To the comfort of only his sight
All sorrows thou did remove from thee
Father now my joys forepast to tell But do thou revive the horrors I saw in hell?
As thou seems in the darkness behold
The pleasures of the darkness in the night
