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The Versicle.

Lo we adore thee

Dread LAMB! & bow thus low before thee;
The Responsor.

'Cause by the convenant of thy CROSSE
Thou hast sav'd the world from certain losse.

The Prayer.

Lord JESU-CHRIST, son of the living GOD! interpose, I pray thee, thine own pretious death, thy CROSSE & Passion, betwixt my soul & thy judgment, now & in the hour of death. And vouchsafe to graunt unto me thy grace & mercy; unto all quick & dead, remission & rest; to thy church peace & concord; to us sinners life & glory everlasting. Who livest and reignest with the FATHER, in the unity of the HOLY GHOST, One GOD, world without end.

Amen.

T

THE NINTH.

The Versicle.

Lord by thy sweet & saving SIGN.
The Responsor.

Defend us from our foes & thine.

V. Thou shalt open.

R. And my mouth.

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R.

O GOD make speed.

O LORD make hast.

Glory be to.

As it was in.

THE HYMN.

He ninth with awful horror hearkened to those groanes
Which taught attention ev'n to ro[c]ks & stones.

Hear, FATHER, hear! thy LAMB (at last) complaines.

Of some more painfull thing then all his paines.
Then bowes his all-obedient head, & dyes

His own lov's, & our sin's GREAT SACRIFICE.

The sun saw That; And would have seen no more

The center shook. Her uselesse veil th'inglorious Temple

tore.

The Antiphona.

O strange mysterious strife

Of open DEATH & hidden LIFE!

When on the crosse my king did bleed,
LIFE seem'd to dy, DEATH dy'd indeed.

The Versicle.

Lo we adore thee

D[rea]d LAMB! and fall

thus low before thee

The Responsor.

'Cause by the convenant of thy CROSSE

Thou hast sav'd at once the whole wor[l]d's losse.

O

of

The Prayer.

Lord JESU-CHRIST, son of the living GOD! interpose, I pray thee, thine own pretious death, thy CROSSE & Passion, betwixt my soul & thy judgment, now & in the hour my death. And vouchsafe to graunt unto me thy grace & mercy; unto all quick & dead, remission & rest; to thy church peace & concord; to us sinners life & glory everlasting. Who livest and reignest with the FATHER, in the unity of the HOLY GHOST, One GOD, world without end. Amen.

B

EVENSONG.

The Versicle.

Lord, by thy sweet & saving SIGN
The Responsor.

Defend us from our foes & thine.
V. Thou shalt open.

R. And my mouth.

. O GOD make speed. R. O LORD make hast. V. Glory be to.

R. As it was in the.

THE HYMN.

Ut there were Rocks would not relent at This.
Lo, for their own hearts, they rend his.

Their deadly hate lives still; & hath

A wild reserve of wanton wrath;

Superfluous SPEAR! But there's à HEART stands by

Will look no wounds be lost, no deaths shall dy.

Gather now thy Greif's ripe FRUIT. Great mother-maid! Then sitt thee down, & sing thine Ev'nsong in the sad TREE's shade.

The Antiphona.

O sad, sweet TREE!

Wofull & joyfull we

Both weep & sing in shade of thee.
When the dear NAILES did lock

And graft into thy gracious Stock

The hope; the health,

The worth, the wealth

Of all the ransom'd WORLD, thou hadst the power

(In that propitious Hour)

To poise each pretious limb,

And prove how light the World was, when it weighd with

HIM.

Wide maist thou spred

Thine Armes; And with thy bright & blisfull head
O'relook all Libanus. Thy lofty crown

The king himself is; Thou his humble THRone.
Where yeilding & yet conquering he
Prov'd a new path of patient Victory.
When wondring death by death was slain,
And our Captivity his Captive ta'ne.

The Versicle.

Lo we adore thee

Dread LAMB! & bow thus low before thee;

The Responsor.

'Cause by the convenant of thy CROSSE. Thou hast sav'd the world from certain losse.

The Prayer.

O lord JESU-CHRIST, son of the living, &c.