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| .5. |
| By Miracles exceeding power of Man [f. 39] |
| He faythe in Some, envy in some begate |
| For what meek Spiritts admyre, ambitious hate. |
| In both affections Many to him ran. |
| But oh, the worst are most, they will & can |
| Alas & do, vnto th'immaculate |
| Whose Creature fate is, now prescribe a fate |
| Measuring selfe Lifes infinity to a Span. |
| Nay to an inche; Loe, wher condemned hee |
| Beares his owne cros wt payne; yet by & by |
| When it beares him he must beare more, & dy. |
| Now thou art Lifted vp draw me to thee |
| And at thy deathe giuing such Liberall dole |
| Moyst wt one drop of thy blood my dry Soule. |
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| .6. |
| Moyst wt one drop of thy blood, my dry Soule |
| Shall, though She now be in extreame degree |
| too stony hard, & yet too fleshly bee |
| freed by yt drop frō beeing stervd, hard, or foule. |
| And Life by thy death abled, shall controule |
| Death whom thy death slew: Nor shall to mee |
| feare of first or Last Deathe bring Miseree |
| If in thy Life-booke my name thou'enroule. |
| fleshe in yt Last Long sleepe is not putrified |
| But made yt there of wch & for wch t'was; |
| Nor can by other meanes be purified. |
| May then Sins Sleepe & Deaths soone frō me pas |
| That wak'd from both, I againe risen may |
| Salute ye Last & everlasting day. |