The fifth Part.
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[…] Saints neglect this duty should,
Or to sing be averse;
Sure rugged Rocks and Mountains would
God's Praises soon rehearse.
⟨p. 47⟩The twinkling Stars that day and night
Do their long circuits run:
•he Moon too in her monthly flight,
Also the glorious Sun.
All these do through the Universe
God's blessed praise make known;
How can the Saints be then averse,
To sing to th' Holy One.
Let every Saint on Earth rejoice,
O therefore let them msang,
Since Christ hath made them his sweet choice,
Let them praise their dear King.
Especially all you who be
Filled with joy, raptured in bliss;
Who can say, My Beloved's mine,
And I am also his.
Sing this as the Hundredth Psalm.
Hail glorious Prince, the precious Air
Echo's Praise to th' illustrious Pair!
•et no dark Clouds of Night obscure
This blessed Day, but thus endure:
•et Mortals now in Consort sing▪
Anthems to th' Eternal King:
•or Frost, nor scorching Heat of June,
•e're put thy Singers out of Tune.
Hail glorious Prince, whose matchless love
Brought thee from thy high Throne above
⟨p. 48⟩To court thy Spouse in a poor dress,
Yet was thy Glory ne'er the less:
Though thou wast treated with disdain,
Yet Angels waited on thy Train;
Shepherds thy joyful Welcome sing,
And Wise Men do their Oblations bring:
Blessed Espousals our Freedom bought,
A Match that our Redemption wrought.
Hail glorious Spouse, blessed in him
That Crowns thee with Heaven's Diadem.
Behold an unparalleled story,
A Slave advanced to lasting glory;
A Virgin fettered in her sin,
Once vile, but now glorious within;
From base estate, a Queen of Honour,
And peerless Beauty put upon her:
Since words can't d•'t (Conceptions weak)
Our Joys in Ecstasies let's speak.
The fifth Part.
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〈…〉 Saints neglect this duty should,
Or to sing be averse;
Sure rugged Rocks and Mountains would
God's Praises soon reher•e.
⟨p. 47⟩The twinkling Stars that day and night
Do their long circuits run:
•he Moon too in her monthly flight,
Also the glorious Sun.
All these do through the Universe
God's blessed praise make known;
How can the Saints be then averse,
To sing to th' Holy One.
Let every Saint on Earth rejoyce,
O therefore let them msang,
Since Christ hath made them his sweet choice,
Let them praise their dear King.
Especially all you who be
Filled with joy, raptur'd in bliss;
Who can say, My Beloved's mine,
And I am also his.
Sing this as the Hundredth Psalm.
HAil glor'ous Prince, the precious Air
Eccho's Praise to th' illustrious Pair!
•et no dark Clouds of Night obscure
This blessed Day, but thus endure:
•et Mortals now in Consort sing▪
Anthems to th' Eternal King:
•or Frost, nor scorching Heat of June,
•e're put thy Singers out of Tune.
Hail glorious Prince, whose matchless love
Brought thee from thy high Throne above
⟨p. 48⟩To court thy Spouse in a poor dress,
Yet was thy Glory ne're the less:
Though thou wast treated with disdain,
Yet Angels waited on thy Train;
Shepherds thy joyful Welcom sing,
And Wise Men do their Oblations bring:
Blessed Espousals our Freedom bought,
A Match that our Redemption wrought.
Hail glorious Spouse, blessed in him
That Crowns thee with Heav'ns Diadem.
Behold an unparallel'd story,
A Slave advanc'd to lasting glory;
A Virgin fetter'd in her sin,
Once vile, but now glorions within;
From base estate, a Queen of Honour,
And peerless Beauty put upon her:
Since words can't d•'t (Conceptions weak)
Our Joys in Extasies let's speak.
