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A Dialogue

Martha
Death had not venturd to draw neer,
Hadst Thou, great Lord of Life been heer:
But in thine Absence bold He grew,
And Us in our deer Brother slew.

Jesus
Thy Brother fell, when He was slain,

x. 23.

But to rebound to Life again.

Martha
I know that He shall raise his head

x. 24.

Again, when Time is put to bed:
When thy great Trump shall summon forth
The World, & wake up Dust from Earth.

Jesus
Already Faith's cleer Ey in Me

x. 25.

May Life & Resurrection see.
Who puts in Me his faithful Trust,
Shall Live ev'n in his Buried Dust:
Nor ever shall Deaths proudest Darts
Feed on Beleeving living Hearts.
Beleev'st Thou this?

Martha
Sweet Lord, no more:

x. 27.

My Faith doth Thee, as God adore,
Who from thy Father's bosome forth
Didst come, to bring down Heavn to Earth.

Mary
Deer Lord, who once vouchaf'st to lett

x. 32.

My Ointment dew thy blessed feet,
O give Me leave that I before
These Altars now my Tears may poure:
That for Thy Burial was; but this
Effusion for my Brother's is:
For He, bycause Thou wert not heer,
Is flown to heavn to seek Thee there.

Jesus
Where is He layd?

Mary
Sweet Lord, oh come,
See our Greif's Monument, & His Tombe.

Jesus
Remove the Stone.

Martha
Corruption now
Has had foure days mature to grow:
Alas what Comfort can We think
Such Graves Mouthes breathe, but deadly Stink!

Jesus
Told I not Thee, Thy faithfull Eye

x 40.

Gods glorious Power should descry?
Alas, thy Faith, (as Thou shalt see,)
More dead & rotten is than He.
LAZARUS COME FORTH.

Chorus
He comes, He comes.

x. 44.

O mighty Word, which can from Tombes
Fright Death, & Fate; & make Him who
Is ty'd & bound, have power to goe!