There they in their trinal triplicities About Him wait, and on his will depend, When He them on his messages doth send, Both day and night is unto them all one, For He his beams doth unto them extend That darkness there appeareth never none; Nor hath their day, nor hath their bliss, an end, But there their timeless time in pleasure spend; Nor ever should their happiness decay Had they not dared the Lord to disobey. But pride, impatient of long-resting peace, Did puff them up with greedy bold ambition, That they 'gan cast their state how to increase Above the fortune of their first condition, And sit in God's own seat without commission: The brightest angel, e'en the 'child of light, Drew millions more against their God to fight. The Almighty, seeing their so bold assay, Kindled the flame of his consuming ire, From heaven's height, to which they did aspire, Where they in darkness and dread horror dwell, So that next offspring of the Maker's love, Through pride, (for pride and love may ill agree,) How then can sinful flesh itself assure, 2 Degenerating. But that eternal fount of love and grace, In his wide palace, through these angels' fall, Cast to supply the same, and to install A new and unknown colony therein, Whose root from earth's base ground-work should begin. Therefore of clay, base, vile, and next to nought, Yet formed by wondrous skill, and by his might, According to an heavenly pattern wrought, Which He had fashioned in his wise foresight, He man did make, and breathed a living sprite Such He him made, that he resemble might Himself as mortal thing immortal could; He made by love out of his own like mould, But man, forgetful of his Maker's grace, No less than angels whom he did ensue3, Till that great Lord of Love, which him at first Seeing him lie like creature long accursed In that deep horror of despairing hell, Him wretch in dole4 would let no longer dwell, But cast out of that bondage to redeem And pay the price, all 5 were his debt extreme. 3 Follow, 4 Sorrow. 5 Although. Out of the bosom of eternal bliss In which He reigned with his glorious sire, He down descended, like a most demiss6 And abject thrall, in flesh's frail attire, That He for him might pay sin's deadly hire, And him restore into that happy state In which he stood before his hapless fate. In flesh at first the guilt committed was, Therefore in flesh it must be satisfied; And that most blessed body, which was born Of cruel hands, who, with despiteful shame O blessed well of love! O flower of grace! Most lively image of thy father's face, Eternal King of Glory, Lord of Might, Meek Lamb of God before all worlds belight", How can we thee requite for all this good? Or what can prize that thy most precious blood? Yet nought thou ask'st in lieu of all this love But love of us, for guerdons of thy pain. Ay me! what can us less than that behove? Had He required life of us again, Had it been wrong to ask his own again? He gave us life, He it restored lost; 6 Humble. 7 Named. 8 Reward. But He our life hath left unto us free, Free that was thrall, and blessed that was banned", Nor aught demands but that we loving be, As He himself hath loved us aforehand, And bound thereto with an eternal band Him first to love that was so dearly bought, And next our brethren to his image wrought. Him first to love great right and reason is, Who first to us our life and being gave, And after, when we fared had amiss, Us wretches from the second death did save; And cast the food of life which now we have, Even He himself in his dear sacrament, To feed our hungry souls unto us lent. Then next we love our brethren that were made Where they shall have like heritage of land, And were they not, yet sith that loving Lord Which is his last bequest He to us spake, We should them love, and with their needs partake, Knowing that whatsoe'er to them we give We give to Him by whom we all do live. Such mercy He by his most holy reed 10 Unto us taught, and to approve it true, Ensampled it by his most righteous deed, Shewing us mercy (miserable crew!) That we the like should to the wretches shew, 9 Cursed. 10 Counsel. Then rouse thyself, O Earth! out of thy soil, Unmindful of that dearest Lord of thine; In simple cratch12, wrapt in a wad of hay Between the wilful ox and humble ass; And in what rags, and in how base array, The glory of our heavenly riches lay, When Him the silly shepherds came to see Whom greatest princes sought on lowest knee. From thence read in the story of his life His humble carriage, his unfaulty ways, And look, at last, how of most wretched wights He was reviled, disgraced, and foul abused; How scourged, how crowned, how buffeted, how bruised; And, lastly, how 'twixt robbers crucified, With bitter wound through hands, through feet, and side! Then let thy flinty heart, that feels no pain, And let thy bowels bleed in every vein At sight of his most sacred heavenly corse, 11 Eyes. 12 Manger. |