A New Yeares Gifte, dedicated to the Popes Holinesse and all Catholikes addicted to the Sea of Rome: preferred the first day of Ianuarie, in the yeare of our Lorde God, after the course and computation of the Romanistes, one thousand, fiue hundreth, seauentie and nine, by B. G. [i.e. Bernard Garter]... In recompence of diuers singular and inestimable Reliques, of late sent by the said Popes Holinesse into England, the true figures and representations whereof, are heereafter in their places dilated |
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The wordes of Christe.
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The wordes of Christe.
Iohn. 14.
I am the way to Heauen by path direct:Why seekst thou then to Heauen an other waye?
I am the truth, my word without suspect:
Why then in vaine, goste thou more vaine astray?
I am the life to myne, most certaine sure,
That neuer failes, why puttst thou more in vre?
Math. 12.
Come hither all that sinned haue to mee,
My bloudy wounds are in my fathers sight,
Discharge youre loades, youre burthens lay on mee,
The lawe is dashte, and you are claymed quite:
What man of flint from suche a Lorde will starte,
As buyes his foe by bleeding at the harte?
My bloudy wounds are in my fathers sight,
Discharge youre loades, youre burthens lay on mee,
The lawe is dashte, and you are claymed quite:
What man of flint from suche a Lorde will starte,
As buyes his foe by bleeding at the harte?
And true it is, sith he is Truth alone,
And none could quench the fathers wrath but hee:
And clayming all, he willes the death of none,
But by his death, from death hath set vs free:
Oh hearken then, and come when he doth call,
No Popish pelfe, but Christ hath bought vs all.
And none could quench the fathers wrath but hee:
And clayming all, he willes the death of none,
But by his death, from death hath set vs free:
Oh hearken then, and come when he doth call,
No Popish pelfe, but Christ hath bought vs all.
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