“washed again, and again, and again”
In 1623 John Donne was deathly ill. From his sickbed, he wrote:
And it is thine own law, O God, that if a man be smitten so by another, as that he keep his bed, though he die not, he that hurt him must take care of his healing, and recompense him. Thy hand strikes me into this bed; and therefore, if I rise again, though wilt be my recompense all the days of my life, in making the memory of this sickness beneficial to me; and if my body fall yet lower, thou wilt take my soul out of this bath, and present it to thy Father, washed again, and again, and again, in thine own tears, in thine own sweat, in thine own blood.
- Devotions upon Emergent Occasions, ch. 3, “The Patient Takes His Bed”
