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The Circumcision.

Soorrow betide my sinnes! Must smart so soon
Seaze on my Saviours tender flesh, scarce grown
Vnto an eight dayes age?
Can nothing else asswage
The wrath of heaven but his infant blood?
Innocent infant, infinitely good!
Is this thy welcome to the world, great God:
No sooner born but subject to the rod,
Of sinne incensed wrath?
Alas! what pleasure hath
Thy Fathers justice to begin thy passion
Almost together with thine incarnation?
Is it to antidate thy death? Indite
Thy condemnation himselfe? and write
The coppie with thy bloud,
Since nothing is so good?
Or is't by this experiment to try,
Whether thou beest borne mortall and canst dye?
If man must needs draw blood of God, yet why
Stayes he not till thy time be come to die?

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Didst thou thus early bleed
For us, to shew what need
We have to hasten unto thee as fast,
And learne that all the time is lost that's past?
'Tis true we should doe so. Yet in this blood
Ther's something else that must be understood:
It seales thy covenant;
That so we may not want
Witnesse enough against thee, that thou art
Made subject to the law to act our part.
The Sacrament of thy regeneration
It cannot be. It gives no intimation
Of what thou wert, but we.
Native impuritie,
Originall corruption, was not thine;
But onely as thy righteousnesse is mine.
In holy Baptisme this is brought to mee,
As that in Circumcision was to thee:
And so thy losse and paine
Did prove my joy and gaine.
Thy Circumcision writ thy death in blood:
Baptisme in water seales my livelyhood.
Oh blessed change! yet rightly understood
That blood was water, and this water's blood.
What shall I give againe
To recompence thy paine?
Lord, take revenge upon me for this smart:
To quit thy fore-skin, circumcise my heart.