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PASSIO DOM:

Deere Saviour Sweet, sweet was thy deere compassio[n] Deerely exprest in that most bitter passion [space at line's end filled with flourishes] When whipt and Scourg'd yu mildly Sufferedst To feed one torments drunck viniger and Gall Suffer the Crowne of Thornes impale thy brayne which downe thy cheekes forced shewes of blood to rayn Suffered the peircing launce that like a flood Forcd from thy syde wounded thy precious blood Nayld one the crosse more thou didst suffer yet In that feirce agonye and bloudye Swete [space at line's end filled with flourishes] Then then & then thy torments did begynne Loaded wth mans hugh ponderous weight of syn[ne] At which the mazed earth with horror Shooke Darknes Possest the worlde daye light forsooke Her wanted course ye Sun then changed to blood At death of him that was Soe wondrous good Divells quakt, hell roard with Admiration At the Great En: the power of our Salvation Noe tonge, noe pen, noe witt of man can tell Thy Tormentes they exceed ye paines in hell All for ungratefull miserable man [space at line's end filled with flourishes] Are not wee bound to feare and prayse him than O yes to Spend our houres our dayes and yeeres In true repentant floods & Showes of teeres

FINIS RESVREC: DO:

Blest blest Oh blest be that divinitye [space at line's end filled with flourishes] That sacred power Alpotent Maiestye [space at line's end filled with flourishes] Whose wounderous goodnes glorious resurectio[n] Restord us lost to grace: (oh rare perfectio[n]) Admir'd immortall blessed Trinytye [space at line's end filled with flourishes] Three Sacred personns God in unitye [space at line's end filled with flourishes] To whom triumphant Alliluia Singe [space at line's end filled with flourishes] Singe Alliluia unto heavens kinge [space at line's end filled with flourishes]

FINIS

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