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MISCELLANEOUS POEMS.
ON THE MORNING OF CHRISTS NATIVITY.
Compos'd 1629.
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This is the Month, and this the happy morn
Wherin the Son of Heav'ns eternal King,
Of wedded Maid, and Virgin Mother born,
Our great redemption from above did bring;
For so the holy sages once did sing,
That he our deadly forfeit should release,
And with his Father work us a perpetual peace.
II
That glorious Form, that Light unsufferable,
And that far-beaming blaze of Majesty,
Wherwith he wont at Heav'ns high Councel-Table,
To sit the midst of Trinal Unity,
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He laid aside; and here with us to be,
Forsook the Courts of everlasting Day,
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