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31. On a Bastard.

This luckless issue, Heavens image coin'd
With a forbidden stamp, but few do mind;
And yet who is there, that delights not in
That ugly monster, Satans bastard sin?
Considred in his natural estate,
Ev'ry man is an illegitimate:
The unbelieving wretch, is one base-born,
God looks upon him with contempt and scorn:
He is a person vile, one of earths breed,
A Brat engendred of the Serpents seed:
Be sure, God will not father him therefore,
But lay such Bastards at the Devils door.
By faith it is, that God takes cognizance
Of us for sons: 'tis faith doth us advance.
By faith we are Gods children through Christ's merit,
Faith gives us right and title to inherit.

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Til faith be wrought, we have no right to heav'n,
Onely to lawful heirs that Land is given.
Tis faith that doth legitimate, until
Thou do believe, thou art a Bastard still.
Boast not thy Pedigree, the devil can show
As full as good a Coat of Arms as thou.