Edward Taylor Poems
- Huswifery Make me, O Lord, Thy spinning-wheel complete. Thy ...
- Prologue From Preparatory Medi...
- Ebb And Flow When first Thou on me, Lord, wroughtest Thy ...
- Upon A Wasp Chilled With Cold The bear that breathes the ...
- Upon A Spider Catching A Fly Thou sorrow, venom Elfe: Is ...
- Preface To God's Determination...
- I Am The Living Bread: Meditat...
Edward Taylor was born in Leicestershire, England in 1642. He originally worked as a school teacher, but later left England for the United States. He studied divinity at Harvard and then became a minister in Massachusetts.
The son of a non-Conformist yeoman farmer, Taylor was born in 1642 at Sketchley, Leicestershire, England. Following restoration of the monarchy ... more »
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Make me, O Lord, Thy spinning-wheel complete.
Thy holy word my distaff make for me.
Make mine affections Thy swift flyers neat
And make my soul Thy holy spool to be.
My conversation make to be Thy reel
And reel thy yarn thereon spun of Thy wheel.
Make me Thy loom then, knit therein this twine:
And make Thy Holy Spirit, Lord, wind quills:
Then weave the web Thyself. Thy yarn is fine.
Thine ordinances make my fulling-mills.
Then dye the same in heavenly colors choice,
All pinked with varnished flowers of paradise.
Then clothe therewith mine ...