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Y worthiness is all ray doubt,
 * His merit all my fear,

Contrasting which, my qualities
 * Do lowlier appear;

Lest I should insufficient prove
 * For his beloved need,

The chiefest apprehension
 * Within my loving creed.

So I, the undivine abode
 * Of his elect content,

Conform my soul as 't were a church
 * Unto her sacrament.