Quote#God & Faith
With sick and famish'd eyes
Quote byGeorge Herbert · 1593–1633
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: The Temple (1633), Longing, ll. 1-12.
English (original)
With sick and famish'd eyes, With doubling knees and weary bones, To thee my cries, To thee my groans, To thee my sighs, my tears ascend: No end?My throat, my soul is hoarse; My heart is wither'd like a ground Which thou dost curse. My thoughts turn round, And make me giddy; Lord, I fall, Yet call.
— George Herbert
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