Certaine Serious Thoughts which at severall times & upon sundry Occasions have stollen themselves into Verse and now into the Publike View from the Author: Together w[i]th a Chronologicall table denoeting the names of such Princes as ruled the neighbor States and were con-temporary to our English Kings, observeing throughout ye number of yeares w[hi]ch every one of them reigned [by Christopher Wyvill] |
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Mors Christi.
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Mors Christi.
Thou Son of God, descending from aboveWould'st manifest by that rare act thy love
To poore lost mortalls; did'st vouchsafe to take
A death-subjected nature for our sake;
Nor did'st disdaine to have thy sacred face;
Made by those stubborn Jewes, their spitting-place.
Thou patient stood'st the object of their scorn,
Deck't in a purple robe, and crown of thorn;
And Millions of such troubles having past,
A shamfull death thou underwent'st at last,
All this for us and more; for even as we,
Thou tempted wast, the cup was drunk by thee,
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To ransome man by Sathan's art insnar'd.
Mine heart to thee's too poor an offering,
Who by once dying took'st away death's sting.
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