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Upon Easter day.
Sin buryed Soul awake and rise,
Let not the Conquered More
O'r thy Affections Tyrannize:
All that This world affords for Ore
But Drossie is, nor the least Mite
Of happiness in Fleshly Appetite.
Let not the Conquered More
O'r thy Affections Tyrannize:
All that This world affords for Ore
But Drossie is, nor the least Mite
Of happiness in Fleshly Appetite.
The Devill from the first was styl'd
A Lyer, and hath still
Improv'd His malice, so beguil'd
Us as our Parents to his will;
Each Word we utter, Thought conceive,
Or Act, all serves but t'help him to deceive.
A Lyer, and hath still
Improv'd His malice, so beguil'd
Us as our Parents to his will;
Each Word we utter, Thought conceive,
Or Act, all serves but t'help him to deceive.
No marvail then if Thou wer't bound,
When 'twas a Threefold Cord,
A Trident mischief that doth wound,
Requires a Treble Patience to afford
Relief: with which we here were sped,
When th' Womans Seed did break the Serpents head.
When 'twas a Threefold Cord,
A Trident mischief that doth wound,
Requires a Treble Patience to afford
Relief: with which we here were sped,
When th' Womans Seed did break the Serpents head.
First 'twas One God in three Compact,
Vouchsaf'd to work this Cure,
Though't seem'd the Sons alone, this Act,
Both Father and Spirit were there most sure:
For 'tis without Contention,
All Three in One work'd Mans Redemption.
Vouchsaf'd to work this Cure,
Though't seem'd the Sons alone, this Act,
Both Father and Spirit were there most sure:
For 'tis without Contention,
All Three in One work'd Mans Redemption.
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They were three Wisemen from the East
Conducted by a Starr,
Refus'd no Travail for this Guest,
But came with Presents from afarr,
To Court Heavens Munificence
With Gold, with Myrrh, and Frankincense.
Conducted by a Starr,
Refus'd no Travail for this Guest,
But came with Presents from afarr,
To Court Heavens Munificence
With Gold, with Myrrh, and Frankincense.
Those three indeed bewitch our sence,
And what could Men bring rather?
Faith was in Infancy, and thence
It chose to suit the Gift, I gather,
As whereby t'shew what Dawning 'tis
That Entertains the Blossomes of our Bliss.
And what could Men bring rather?
Faith was in Infancy, and thence
It chose to suit the Gift, I gather,
As whereby t'shew what Dawning 'tis
That Entertains the Blossomes of our Bliss.
The Fruit comes after: and that was,
When He who knew no sin,
Condemned, yet contented as
A malefactor Great had bin,
Not onely Born, but born to bear
Our Crimes, became for men a Sufferer.
When He who knew no sin,
Condemned, yet contented as
A malefactor Great had bin,
Not onely Born, but born to bear
Our Crimes, became for men a Sufferer.
Suffer He did, and was interr'd,
And shall fond man refuse
To Die for Him; or be afeard
To bear, nay, t'see his cross, and chuse
Rather to pass a moments pleasure
Here, than partake of such a lasting Treasure?
And shall fond man refuse
To Die for Him; or be afeard
To bear, nay, t'see his cross, and chuse
Rather to pass a moments pleasure
Here, than partake of such a lasting Treasure?
Shame Rouse us, and as He did sleep
Three Dayes within the Grave:
So let our Sins be buried deep,
That They no more Dominion have;
Nor hang like Plummets on our thighs,
When with our Blessed Saviour we should rise.
Three Dayes within the Grave:
So let our Sins be buried deep,
That They no more Dominion have;
Nor hang like Plummets on our thighs,
When with our Blessed Saviour we should rise.
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Who for our sakes this Conquest won
O'r Hell, the Grave, and Death,
Three that sought Mans Confusion;
Till Man-with-God-unite, beneath,
So far prevail'd, as first to Die,
Then Rose again to Crown the Victorie.
O'r Hell, the Grave, and Death,
Three that sought Mans Confusion;
Till Man-with-God-unite, beneath,
So far prevail'd, as first to Die,
Then Rose again to Crown the Victorie.
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