LVI. Chrift rifen from the dead, appears to his Difciples. Sorrows be gone! no longer we'll deplore ; Our Lord is risen, we must sigh no more: See him on Tabor his Disciples meet, With doubtful trembling Joy they kifs his Feet! What Love, what Awe, what Majesty and Grace! Dazling his Form, ineffable his Face; To me, he said, by my Great Father's giv'n, Go then, for thus I your Commiffion fign, End. LVI. St. MATTH. Chap. XXVIII. Ver. 2, to the End. 56. 5. The Angel answered and faid unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye Seek Fefis which was crucified. 6. He is not here: for he is rifen, as he faid: come, fee the place where the Lord lay. 7. And go quickly, and tell his difciples that he is rifen from the dead; and behold, he goeth before you into Galilee, there fhall ye fee him, lo, I have told you, &c. LVI. Chrift rifen from the dead, appears to his Difciples. Orrows be gone! no longer we'll deplore; To me, he faid, by my Great Father's giv'n, Go then, for thus I your Commiffion sign, End. LVI. St. MATTH. Chap. XXVIII. Ver. 2, to the End. 56. 5. The Angel answered and faid unto the women, Fear not ye: for I know that ye Seek Fefus which was crucified. 6. He is not here: for he is rifen, as he said: come, fee the place where the Lord lay. 7. And go quickly, and tell his difciples that he is rifen from the dead; and behold, he goeth before you into Galilee, there fhall ye fee him, lo, I have told you, &c. LVIII. Simon, Andrew, James and John call'd to be Difciples. AS Jefus walk'd along the yielding Sand, Where dying Billows wash'd the Verge of Two Fishers on the Lake he chanc'd to fee, For thousands you with friendly Guile fhall take. James, and the favour'd John, who at his call, Their careful Father with the Servants leave; Amongst his humble Train does them our Lord receive. |