Bitter-sweet (George Herbert)

Ah my deare angrie Lord,
Since thou dost love, yet strike;
Cast down, yet help afford;
Sure I will do the like.

I will complain, yet praise;
I will bewail, approve:
And all my sowre-sweet dayes
I will lament, and love.

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This poem concludes John Piper’s book When the darkness will not lift, which I read during a joyless period in my life. I love it because Herbert’s sorrows are real, yet I see a face of faith shining with hope. God is still precious even in afflictions.

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