ALmighty Judge, how shall poore wretches brook Thy dreadfull look, Able a heart of iron to appall, When thou shalt call For evry mans peculiar book? What others mean to do, I know not well, Yet I heare tell, That some will turn thee to some leaves therein So void of sinne, That they in merit shall excell. But I resolve, when thou shalt call for mine, That to decline, And thrust a Testament into thy hand: Let that be scannd. There thou shalt finde my faults are thine.
Study notes: On Judgement Day some may offer their sinless merit for judgement, but Herbert will give Christ the New Testament record of His life on earth, when He possessed the same faults by being human.
Editor's response: All that you say is true, but the presumption of salvation does not enter into the poem. Herbert knew, as you said, the salvation of Christ, but in the poem he does not presume that salvation for himself (or the persona). He only submits the New Testament and "There thou shalt finde my faults are thine."
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