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PASSIO DOM:

Deere Saviour Sweet, sweet was thy deere compassiŏ Deerely exprest in that most bitter passion 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 Then then & then thy torments did begynne Loaded wth mans hugh ponderous weight of syñ 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 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 That sacred power Alpotent Majestye Whose wounderous goodnes glorious resurectiõ Restord us lost to grace: (oh rare perfectiõ) Admir'd immortall blessed Trinytye Three Sacred personns God in vnitye To whom triumphant Alliluia Singe Singe Alliluia unto heavens kinge

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