The Sinners Redemption,
Wherein is described the Nativity of our Lord Jesus Christ; Together with his Life on the
Earth, and precious death on the Cross for Mankind.
To the Tune of, The Bleeding Heart.
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ALL you that are to mirth inclin'd,
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Consider well and bear in mind,
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What our good God for us hath done,
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In sending his beloved son.
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Let all your Songs and praises be,
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Unto his Heavenly Majesty;
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And evermore amongst your mirth,
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Remember Christ our Saviours birth.
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The five and twentieth of December,
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Good cause we have for to remember,
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In Bethelem upon this morn,
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There was our blest Messias born.
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The night before that happy tide,
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The spotless Virgin and her guide,
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Were long time seeking up and down,
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To find them lodging in the town.
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And mark how all things came to pass,
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The Inns and Lodgins filled was,
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That they could have no room at all,
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But in a silly Oxes stall.
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This night the Virgin Mary mild,
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Was safe delivered of a Child:
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According unto Heavens decree,
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Mans sweet salvation for to be.
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Near Bethelem did Shepherds keep
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Their herds and flocks of feeding sheep,
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To whom Gods Angel did appear,
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Which put the Shepherds in great fear.
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Prepare and go the Angel said,
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To Bethelem, be not afraid,
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There shall you find this blessed morn,
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The Princely Babe sweet Jesus Born.
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WIth thankful hearts & joyful mind
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the shepherds went this babe to find
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And as the Heavenly Angel told,
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They did our saviour Christ behold.
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Within a manger was he laid,
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The Virgin Mary by him staid,
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Attending on the Lord of life,
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Being both Mother, Maid, and Wife.
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Three Eastern wise-men from afar,
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Directed by a glorious star,
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Came boldly on, and made no stay
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Until they came where Jesus lay.
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And being come unto the place,
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Whereas the blest Mesias was;
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They humbly laid before his feet,
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Their gifts of gold and odour sweet.
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See how the Lord of Heaven and earth,
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Shew'd himself lowly in his Birth,
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A sweet example for mankind,
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To learn to bear an humble mind.
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No costly Robes nor rich attire,
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Did Jesus Christ our Lord desire,
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No musick nor sweet harmony,
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Till glorious Angels from on high
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Did in melodious manner sing
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Praises unto our heavenly King,
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All honour, glory, might and power,
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Be unto Christ our Saviour.
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If Quires of Angels did rejoyce,
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Well may mankind with heart and voice
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Sing praises to the God of Heaven,
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That unto us his son has given,
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Moreover let us every one,
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Call unto mind and think upon
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His Righteous life, and how he dy'd,
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To have poor sinners justified.
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Suppose O man that thou should'st lye,
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In Prison strong condemn'd to dye,
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And that no friend upon the earth
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Could ransome thee from cruel death.
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Except thou can some party find,
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That for thy sake will be so kind,
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His owo hearts blood for to dispence;
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And loose his life in thy defence.
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Such was the love of Christ when we,
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Were lost to Hell perpetualy;
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To save them from the gulph of woe,
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Himself much pain did undergo.
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Whilst in this world he did remain,
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He never spent one hour in vain,
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In fasting and in prayer divine,
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He daily spent away the time.
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He in the Temple daily taught,
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And many wonders strange he wrought,
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He gave the blind their perfect sight,
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And made the Lame to go upright.
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He cur'd the Leaper of their evils,
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And by his power he cast out Devils,
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He raised Lazarus from the grave,
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And to the sick their health he gave.
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But yet for all these wonders wrought,
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The Jews his dire destruction sought,
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The Traytor Judas was the man,
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That with a kiss betray'd him then.
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Then was he led to Justice Hall,
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Like one despis'd amongst them all,
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And had the sentence given that he,
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Should suffer death upon a Tree.
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Unto the Execution place,
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they brought him on with much disgrace,
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With vild reproachful taunts and storns,
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they crown'd him with a wreath of thorns
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Then to the cross through hands & feet
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They nail'd our blest Redeemer sweet,
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And further to augment his smart,
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With bloody spear they pierc'd his heart
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Thus have you seen and heard aright,
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The love of Christ the Lord of life,
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And how he shed his precious blood,
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Only to do us Sinners good.
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