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spirit_n	apostle_n	holy_a	scripture_n	6,970	5	5.7262	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A33990	The marrow of gospel-history, or, A diversion for youth at their spare hours being a poem on the birth, life, death, and resurrection of our most blessed lord and saviour, Jesus Christ : with some thoughts on the apostate angels and fallen man ... / by Hercules Collins ...	Collins, Hercules, d. 1702.	1696 (1696)	Wing C5362; ESTC R43110	29,586	100

to heal Another Man a Syrenian At that time coming by Must bear the Cross most ponderous On which Christ was to die What Wit of Man can now define His Sorrow Grief and Shame Who can dilate and explicate His Misery and Pain At the same time the female Kind Compassion to him shew To see him thrust by Men unjust A base and fordid Crew Jerusalem the Lord said then Weep not for me from hence Peccavi cry your Sins are high Your Pride and Ignorance Condole be sad you were so mad As for to imprecate Innocent Blood upon your Head Will make you desolate He Calv'ry saw and Golgotha The Crosses situation Then Solltude he understood But for a sinful Nation Now being come Christ standeth bound Until the Cross be fixt With a strong Guard about the Lord A bitter Cup they mixt Now all the Crew Roman and Jew This blessed One do strip Unmantle bare and pluck'd the Hair From off his tender Lip He 's naked stript as well as whipt And all his Body bare That ours may be cover'd most free With Righteousness most fair Now all in haste they nail him fast And hang between two Thieves The Scripture's Will for to fulfil So Man from Hell he saves The Nails were great in Hands and Feet That fixt him to the Tree O who can tell what Christ did feel And there sustain'd for thee His Hands and Feet they penetrate And out the Blood did gush For they did tear him with a Spear And crown'd with thorny Bush That Christ was King the Inscription In Hebrew Latin Greek Did signify to all stood by For Pilate thought it meet Over his Head this Paper stood That all might read the same He was the King of Jewish Men Tho they did him defame Before he dies he opes the Eyes Of a most wretched Sinner Who own'd him King believ'd in him As the God-Man Redeemer Remember Lord to me be good When in thy Kingdom-State By my free Grace to Paradise This day I 'll thee translate They him exhaust and now do boast Our Grief he bore it all The weight of Sin was laid on him To save a precious Soul When he would ease his tortured Feet By hanging on his Hands They must be in prodigious pain This Reason understands And when he eas'd his tortur'd Hands By resting on his Feet His Body's weight where e're it met Must make the Patient sick God's holy Son tho God and Man Of Sorrow must be full On him did lie much Misery God's Wrath did fill his Soul The Lord at last cries out I thirst The Prophets to fulfil A Vin'gar spunge they gave his Lungs So he had not his Will Water was scant he must it want We might have plenitude Of living Streams come from his Reins O Love not understood Could Mary then of Magdalen Have had her own desire Her Tears should quench her Saviour's Thirst Whose Heart was on a fire A Flame of Love to him above To all Men did appear Where she did weep and wash his Feet And wip'd them with her Hair Now at this time the Souldiers game For Jesus seamless Coat For to fulfil the sacred Will That Will to consummate The direful Curse was ponderous The Malediction high Which made him cry Ely Ely Lama sabachthany I am content for to be empt Of all my Sacred Blood So I my Flock inoculate By Faith into their Head The Guilt of Man I 'll fasten on This cursed Cross and Tree Justice Divine shall have a Fine To set the Guilty free I 'll bury all their Guilt and Thrall Both in the Grave and deep Yea all the high Iniquity Of my free chosen Sheep Then some obscene said to the King Physician save thy self If that thou be God's Son most free Recover now thy Health The Mother stood nigh by the Wood I mean the wooden Cross On which did hang her precious Son Till all his Blood was lost What Tears of Blood could she have shed His Sorrow to prevent To see those Hands heal'd many Wounds So pierced torn and rent His glorious Head ran purple Blood His Feet and Side the same But his Free Grace that him debas'd Is his immortal Fame Those bloody Eyes they can't suffice Those Sluces are too small His Sorrow to give vent unto Hence from his Pores Blood falls He saw a Scrowl a dismal one Of Sins present and past And Sins to come he must atone For all from first to last Mr. Norris His Love most sweet and bloody Sweat Did wipe off all the Score Some moments Pain makes him to reign Eternal Ages sure And as he hung before the Sun His Virgin-Mother saw His Gore-blood Eyes and heard his Cries To God Abba Abba Into thy Hand my Spirit ascend My Work is finnished All Debts are paid Books cancelled Justice is satisfied Now Christ is dead they brake no Leg The Scripture may fulfil Yet by their Hate hangs dislocate Unjoint from Head to Heel Upon the same great Darkness came All o're the Hemisphere The Rocks did rent the Graves were empt Thus Wonders did appear The Temple-Vail was rent in twain Then soon they understood He was God's Son tho also Man From thence infer was God The Heathens all that Day condole And eloquently said Surely the God of Nature's dead Or final End hath made O this great World to Dust he 'l hurl For hanging on the Cross The Quintessence of all Goodness O Act preposterous CHAP. XIX The ARGUMENT A Friend of the Messiah 's signifies what happened after the Lord's Death A Counsellor at Law begs his Body and inters it with sweet Spices The great Council gives order for a strict Watch a Seal and Stone to be set on the Sepulchre Now Beelzebub triumphs to see Christ dead and in some hopes conquered for ever But the third Day he arose from the Grave to the Confusion of all the Devils And after forty Days upon the Earth ascends to Heaven from Mount Olivet in the view of his Apostles but first gave them his Benediction and on the Day of Pentecost sent down the Holy Ghost and from the Power of this Spirit his Disciples go on in the World conquering by preaching Jesus of Nazareth to be the Son of God OF Pilate Head Joseph did beg The Body of the Just And did inter the Lord with Myrrh As saith the Holy Ghost As Man at first did prove unjust In Eden Paradise The blessed King in a Garden Acquits the Man on wise The Watch was strong they sat upon The Grave where Christ did lie For to prevent the Lord's Intent Of rising the third Day The Sepulchre they made most sure With Watch a Stone and Seal For to prevent the Lord's Intent But they in all do fail When Christ was dead then Beelzebub Did triumph and thus speak I conquer'd have unto the Grave God's Christ of mighty State 'T is I am King and triumphing Who will my Subjects be And Christ deny whom I defy He

's overcome you see Who would serve him a conquer'd one Obey me 't is no sin Cast off his Name 't is horrid shame To own one dead your King What Revel-rout in Hell throughout When they thought all was won And Christ laid low see how they crow In hopes that all 's their own Now Lucifer ascends his Chair And mounts his gloomy Throne The hellish Guard flock round their Lord And vaunt he 's King alone Now the black King began to sing Altho in Flames array'd And thus began the hellish Song When to his Peers he said Dominions Thrones Powers unknown I claim all as my Right Mr. Wesley I 've gain'd the Field Jesus did yield And he is conquer'd quite I do not fear him call'd the Heir Immortal some him thought But now he 's dead he 's gone and fled And ne'r to life be brought The Devils in pomp and great triumph Appear now Christ is dead The Oracle's Head come fill with speed The World may be misled The Hebrew Child no Sword can weild He 'l conquer you no more Let 's march from Hell in Heaven we 'l tell Of our all-conqu'ring Power And conquer there as well as here Who can before us stand Now God is dead I will be Head In Heaven Sea and Land While Satan spake with lofty state In came the Glorious One With all the Marks victorious Acts Of a triumphing King While Beelzebub with his black Club Did vaunt yea scoff and boast Came starting in the powerful King And Guards from God of Hosts This glorious Guard surround the Lord Like warlike Angels stand To smite to Hell great Belial And all against him band Who is this here doth domineer And boast of Victory Over God's Son the holy One Who lives altho did die I have the Keys of Hell and Death Who am the First and Last All Potentates and powerful States To me shall yield or taste Unmixed Wrath as my Word saith Which they can never bear Nor dwell in ever-burning Lakes Or the devouring Fire O how confus'd and how amaz'd The Devils all do stand Satan flies down his Iron Throne To flee from Jesus Hand The Devils fled from Christ their Head And from his terrible Wrath But Christ pursues his scoffing Foes Through their black horrid Path. The Devils knew that Christ the true Had broke their Gates and Walls And conquer'd Death and all the Earth So into Hell he falls And now the Word of God's made good The Serpent's Head is bruis'd Christ he hath trod upon his Head Which makes him thus confus'd Then Satan spake with horrid hate What tho I conquer'd am Be just if sent and don 't torment Your Foes before the time And now in Chains he them confines Unto the Judgment-Day All Powers must bow before his Brow Who doth the Scepter sway Christ he Death's Bands broke with his Hands And in triumphing manner He did arise tho Enemies Stood round with Guard and Banner Yea that strong Guard upon the Lord Did tremble like dead Men The Earth did quake their Hearts did shake To see him rise again And at the Grave an Angel brave That shined as the Sun Did roll away the Stone that Day The Lord did rise upon And that day's Morn good Women mourn About the Sepulchre Jesus you seek pray do not weep The Angel said Don't fear Rather rejoice lift up your Voice Christ from the Grave is gone In Galilee you may him see The Living he 's among The Lord did shew himself most true After he did arise The Signs were all infallible He was in no disguise And for to put all out of doubt No Spirit did appear Come touch said he and handle me My Flesh and Bones most pure After he rose and vanquish'd Foes An Apparition's made To Magdalen in a Garden By Jesus Christ the Lord. The Gard'ner then she thought upon Till that Christ Mary said O Rabboni she did reply My King my Lord my Head Mary touch not thy Lord as yet Till I to God ascend Then me embrace by Faith which Grace Will all the Saints commend But poor Thomas his Faith 's amiss He won't believe 't is he Unless the print where the Nails went Into his Body he see A just Reproof of s Unbelief The Lord gave when he said Most bless'd is him who hath not seen And yet believ'd his God The Scripture saith if we ha'n't Faith In the rising again Of Christ our Head we all are dead And damned every one Then Preaching's vain and Faith 's no Gain If Christ be in the Grave God's Justice Good not satisfied So Pardon none can have The Church did meet and God did seek Upon the Week's first Day Where Christ among them often came To cheer them in his Way And gave Commands into the Hands Of his Apostles dear How they should act in every part Till he again appear E're Christ ascends he gave Commands That at Jerusalem At Wisdom's Gate they may expect The Spirit promis'd them Now Christ ascends before his Friends From Earth to Heaven high From whence he 'l come e're it be long To fetch his Bride away Christ clears the Air and Hemisphere Where damned Spirits dwell He clears the Path for Saints on Earth To Joy Celestial Disperse you Orbs you glittering Clouds At distance roll away His glorious Guard the Way prepar'd On Christ's Ascension-Day The Angels high above the Sky Spake unto them below What happy King is this you bring In triumph he doth go Who is this King this glorious One And what may be his Name The Lord of Hosts he 's known by most His Vict'ry gives him Fame Lift up ye Gates ye Doors of State And entertain your King Come stand wide ope in Heaven's Court Ye Gates everlasting He comes who hath conquer'd the Grave And drags the King of Pride Fastned unto his Chariot new In which the Lord doth ride Triumphantly to Bliss on high His Chariot moved fast To Heaven's Gate where many wait And thousands cry Haste haste This Prince of State when Heaven's Gate He had arriv'd unto O what a Shout is given out By Angels as his due And with his Crown went in sat down Close by his Father's Side And will prepare a Palace there To entertain his Bride He 's now gone home to wear his Crown For all his Work is done God's satisfy'd En'mies subdu'd And now ascends his Throne Now Christ is gone the Spirit doth come On the Rebellious The Sinner's Head is captive led And Gifts are given us On Pentecost the Spirit did rest In cloven Tongues upon The Messengers of Jesus Christ Because he was gone home He doth inspire baptize with Fire Prophets Apostles too He 'l Pastors give the Church may live A holy Life and true Poor Fishermen go conquering on The World in Jesus Name The Blind do see the Dead rais'd be To Christ's eternal Fame If Christ did shew his Godhead true When in a swadling Clout Mr. Milton Controll'd