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Or is't a vice in God, that's held a vertue in man?
And cannot God abhorre a sinne abominable,
But of some sinne himselfe he must be censurable?
He alwaies one-the same ne're takes vp armes to guard him
Or his estate from hurt, as if some treason skard him;
Whose campe is pight in heau'n beyond reach of our shot,
And fens'd with Diman wals, this, that-way; which way not?
But eu'n to guid our liues, to maintaine righteousnesse,
T'establish wholesome lawes, and bridle vnrulinesse.
And cannot God abhorre a sinne abominable,
But of some sinne himselfe he must be censurable?
He alwaies one-the same ne're takes vp armes to guard him
Or his estate from hurt, as if some treason skard him;
Whose campe is pight in heau'n beyond reach of our shot,
And fens'd with Diman wals, this, that-way; which way not?
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T'establish wholesome lawes, and bridle vnrulinesse.
Nor yet by drowning thus ny-all the world in flood,
Go'th he beyond the bounds of reason in his mood.
For Adam, who the root was of this world and th'other,
Shot-forth a forked stocke, of Cain, and Seth, his brother,
Two ranke and plentious armes; the first a wylding bore,
Disrelisht, verdourlesse, but in aboundant store.
Good fruit on th'other grew; yet graff'd it was ere long
With thossame bastard ympes, and thereof quickly sprong
What lawlesse match begot. Then where, on all this round,
Could any right, or good, or innocence be found?
For Sinne, that was the right inheritance for Cain,
To Seths posteritie was giuen in dow'r againe
With daughter-heires of Cain: so were defiled then
The dearest groomes of God by marrying brides of men.
Yea we, we, that escape this cruell influence,
A million witnesses beare in our conscience,
Which all, and each alike vpon our guilt accords;
Nor haue we any excuse before the Lord of Lords.
Go'th he beyond the bounds of reason in his mood.
For Adam, who the root was of this world and th'other,
Shot-forth a forked stocke, of Cain, and Seth, his brother,
Two ranke and plentious armes; the first a wylding bore,
Disrelisht, verdourlesse, but in aboundant store.
Good fruit on th'other grew; yet graff'd it was ere long
With thossame bastard ympes, and thereof quickly sprong
What lawlesse match begot. Then where, on all this round,
Could any right, or good, or innocence be found?
For Sinne, that was the right inheritance for Cain,
To Seths posteritie was giuen in dow'r againe
With daughter-heires of Cain: so were defiled then
The dearest groomes of God by marrying brides of men.
Yea we, we, that escape this cruell influence,
A million witnesses beare in our conscience,
Which all, and each alike vpon our guilt accords;
Nor haue we any excuse before the Lord of Lords.
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