Text of the Poem | Thou has made me, and shall thy work decay? By John Donne | Eureka Study Aids

1. Thou has made me, and shall thy work decay? 

2. Repair me now, for now mine end doth haste, 

3. I run to death, and death meets me as fast, 

4. And all my pleasures are like yesterday; 

5. I dare not move my dim eyes any way, 

6. Despair behind, and death before doth cast

7. Such terror, and my feebled flesh doth waste

8. By sin in it, which it towards hell doth weigh. 

9. Only thou art above, and when towards thee

10. By thy leave I can look, I rise again; 

11. But our old subtle foe so tempteth me, 

12. That not one hour I can myself sustain;

13. Thy grace may wing me to prevent his art,

14. And thou like adamant draw mine iron heart.