Us Whom He had made…to unbind

Holy Sonnet XV
John Donne
Wilt thou love God as he thee ? then digest,
My soul, this wholesome meditation,
How God the Spirit, by angels waited on
In heaven, doth make His temple in thy breast.
The Father having begot a Son most blest,
And still begetting—for he ne’er begun—
Hath deign’d to choose thee by adoption,
Co-heir to His glory, and Sabbath’ endless rest.
And as a robb’d man, which by search doth find
His stolen stuff sold, must lose or buy it again,
The Sun of glory came down, and was slain,
Us whom He had made, and Satan stole, to unbind.
‘Twas much, that man was made like God before,
But, that God should be made like man, much more.

2 thoughts on “Us Whom He had made…to unbind

  1. Such power in such poetry! I love the closing couplet. Donne is so so good. Brings me back to my days of analyzing poetry as an English major. I loved that part of college. It’s so good to know that God came after His “stolen stuff,” us!

  2. Yes I love the stolen stuff image the most. Mmm, yes. I have a Shakespeare’s sonnets copy you gave me with your notes in it from college. I love that my Dad loves literature! 🙂

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