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 | A transcript of Edward Taylor's Metrical History of Christianity by Donald E. Stanford |  |
Yet while this Grace doth shine there with it breaks
Out black, blew, yellow, green with tawny streaks
Of ranckling poyson, nests of Pride, the Eggs
Of Wildfire, bubs of Heresies, on Legs
Of strange mishapen shape, appearing spurr'd,
With Envy, Malices Curdling into Curd
And Whea the Gospell Dary up to fill
The Serpents Cheesfat presst with hellish skill
In Cheeses for his Table, all the While
Thy Patience, Lord, in Gloriousfolds doth smile
Whose glory thickens while barbarian foes
Breake in and on their barbarousness disclose
While these strange storms and Tempests fall, My King
His Web of Patience layes a whitening.
Out black, blew, yellow, green with tawny streaks
Of ranckling poyson, nests of Pride, the Eggs
Of Wildfire, bubs of Heresies, on Legs
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With Envy, Malices Curdling into Curd
And Whea the Gospell Dary up to fill
The Serpents Cheesfat presst with hellish skill
In Cheeses for his Table, all the While
Thy Patience, Lord, in Gloriousfolds doth smile
Whose glory thickens while barbarian foes
Breake in and on their barbarousness disclose
While these strange storms and Tempests fall, My King
His Web of Patience layes a whitening.
| A transcript of Edward Taylor's Metrical History of Christianity by Donald E. Stanford | |