Prison-Pietie or, Meditations Divine and Moral. Digested into Poetical Heads, On Mixt and Various Subjects. Whereunto is added A Panegyrick to The Right Reverend, and most Nobly descended, Henry, Lord Bishop of London. By Samuel Speed, Prisoner in Ludgate, London |
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Of Christ's Passion. |
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Of Christ's Passion.
From Circumcision to the hour of death,Alas sad fate!
Christ's Passions still kept even with his breath,
Such was his state.
He first was in a Manger wrap'd,
In dangers nurs'd, and often scap'd.
As he of Graces had the richest store,
So likewise he
Of Tears, of Sweat, of Blood, and yet much more,
Could not be free:
For Emulation then was understood;
As now it is, 'twas dangerous to be good.
And he that seeks for Peace 'mong men,
Shall finde it—But the Lord knows when.
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