Chapter 11 of 40 · 94 words · ~1 min read

LXXV.

“We may allege, thou gav’st a pledge   of thy dear Love to us, In Wine and Bread, which figuréd   thy Grace bestowéd thus. Of strength’ning Seals, of sweetest Meals,   have we so oft partaken; And shall we be cast off by thee,   and utterly forsaken?“

_The answer._

LXXVI. [65]

To whom the Lord, thus in a word,   returns a short reply: “I never knew any of you   that wrought Iniquity. You say you’ve been my Presence in;   but then, how came you there With Raiment vile that did defile   and quite disgrace my Cheer?