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Deliverance from a Fitt of Fainting by Anne Bradstreet

"July 8th, 1656. I had a sore fitt of fainting, which lasted 2 or 3 days, but not in that extremity which at first it took me, and so moch the sorer it was to me,because my dear husband was from home (who is my chiefest comforter on Earth); but my God, who never failed me, was not absent, but helped me, and gratiously manifested his Love to me, which I dare not passe by without Remembrance, that it may bee a support to me when I shall have occasion to read this hereafter, and to others that shall read it when I shall possesse that I now hope for, that so they may been courage'd to trust in him who is the only Portion of his Servants. O Lord, let me never forgett thy Goodness, nor question thy faithfullness to me, for thou art my God: Thou hast said, and shall not I believe it? Thou hast given me a pledge of that Inheritance thou hast promised to bestow upon me.O, never let Satan prevail against me, but strengthen my faith in Thee, till I shall attain the end of myhopes, even the Salvation of my Soul. Come, Lord Jesus; come quickly."

Worthy art Thou O Lord of praise! 
But ah! it's not in me; 
My sinking heart I pray thee raise, 
So shall I give it Thee.

My life as Spider's webb's cut off, 
Thos fainting have I said, 
And liveing man no more shall see, 
But bee in Silence layd.

My feblee Spirit Thou didst revive, 
My Doubting Thou didst chide, 
And tho: as dead mad'st me alive, 
I here a while might 'bide.

Why should I live but to thy Praise? 
My life is hid with Thee; 
O Lord no longer bee my Dayes, 
Then I may froitfull bee.

Source: Anne Bradstreet And Her Time, By Helen Campbell, 1891