The Angel Gabriel, his Salutation to the Virgin Mary.
Tune is, The blazing Torch,
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WHen righteous Joseph wedded was,
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to Israels Hebrew Maid,
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A glorious Angel came from Heaven,
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who to the Virgin said,
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Hail blessed Mary full of Grace,
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the Lord remains with thee,
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Thou shalt conceive and bare a Son.
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thy Savior to be.
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That's wondrous strange quoth Mary then,
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I should conceive and breed
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Being never toucht of Mortal Man,
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but pure in thought and deed:
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Fear not quoth Gabriel by and by,
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it is no work of man,
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But only God ordain'd at first,
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before the world began.
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Which Heavenly message she believes
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and did to Jury go,
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Three months with her friends to stay,
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Gods blessed will to show,
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And then return'd to Joseph back,
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her husband meek and mild,
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Who thought it strange his wife should be
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untouch'd, thus grown with Child.
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Wherefore thought he, to shun the same,
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he thought her to forsake,
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But that Gods Angel in his sleep,
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Gods mind did undertake.
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Fear not just Joseph this thy wife,
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is still a spotless Maid,
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And no consent to Sin, quoth he,
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against her can be laid.
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For she is a pure Maid and Wife,
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the Mother of Gods own heir,
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The Babe of Heaven, and blessed Lamb
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of Israels flock so fair,
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To save lost Sheep to Satan sold,
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whom Adam lost by fraud,
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When first in Edens Paradice,
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the Lord had him bestow'd.
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Thus Mary with her Husband kind,
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together did remain,
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Until the time of Jesus birth,
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as Scripture doth make plain:
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Thus Mother, Wife, and Virgin pure,
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our Saviour sweet conceiv'd,
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All three in one, to bring us joy,
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of which we were bereav'd.
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Sing praises then both old and young,
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to him which wrought such things,
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That thus without the help of Man,
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sent us the King of Kings:
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Which is of such a blessed Power,
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that with his word can quell,
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The world, the flesh, and by his death.
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could conquer Death and Hell.
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