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<HEAD>A mo&s;t Godly and comfortoble ballad of the Glo|rious Re&s;urrection of our Lord Je&s;us Chri&s;t, how he triumpheth over Death, Hell and Sin, whereby we are certainly per&s;waded of our ri&s;ing againe from the dead.</HEAD>
<OPENER>The tune is, Rogero.</OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>WHat fuithle&s;s froward &s;infull man,</L>
<L>&s;o far from grace is fled,</L>
<L>That doth not in his heart belive,</L>
<L>the ri&s;ing of &s;he dead.</L>
<L>Or why do wicked mor<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">all men,</L>
<L>their lives &s;o vainly frame,</L>
<L>Which being dead they do &s;uppo&s;e,</L>
<L>they &s;hall not ri&s;e againe.</L>
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<LG>
<L>For why if that the dead ind&eacute;ed,</L>
<L>which now con&s;uming lyes.</L>
<L>Shall not by God be rais'd again,</L>
<L>then Chri&s;t did never ri&s;e.</L>
<L>And if &s;o be our Saviour &s;w&eacute;et,</L>
<L>did not ri&s;e from the death</L>
<L>Our preaching is of no efect</L>
<L>and vaine is hope on Earth.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>If Chri&s;t ro&s;e not again I &s;ay,</L>
<L>then are we yet in &s;in,</L>
<L>And they that fall a&s;l&eacute;ep in him</L>
<L>no part of joy &s;hall win.</L>
<L>Of all the creatures living then,</L>
<L>which God on earth did frame,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t wretched are the &s;tates of men,</L>
<L>which &s;pend their daies in vaine.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But Chri&s;t is ri&s;en up from dead,</L>
<L>as it was right and meet,</L>
<L>And thereby trod down death and hel&punc;</L>
<L>and &s;in under his feet.</L>
<L>And that the &s;ame to &s;imple men,</L>
<L>the plainer might appear.</L>
<L>The gracious ri&s;ing of the Lord,</L>
<L>his word declareth cleare.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When he within the grave was laid,</L>
<L>the Iewes did watchmen &s;et,</L>
<L>Le&s;t by his friends his corps from thence</L>
<L>&s;hould &s;ecretly be &s;ent.</L>
<L>A mighty &s;tone likewi&s;e they did,</L>
<L>on his &s;epulchre role,</L>
<L>And all for fear his body &s;hould,</L>
<L>away from thence be &s;tole.</L>
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<LG>
<L>But in the dead time of the night,</L>
<L>a mighty earth-quake came,</L>
<L>The which did &s;hake both Sea and Land</L>
<L>and all within the &s;ame.</L>
<L>And then the Angel of the Lord,</L>
<L>came down from heaven &s;o high,</L>
<L>And rol'd away the mighty &s;tone,</L>
<L>which on the Grave did lye.</L>
</LG>
<P><LABEL>The &s;econd part of the &s;ame tune,</LABEL></P>
<LG>
<L>HIs face did &s;hine like flaming fire,</L>
<L>his Clothes were white as &s;now,</L>
<L>Which put the watch men in great fear,</L>
<L>who ran away for wo.</L>
<L>And told unto the High Prie&s;t plain,</L>
<L>what I do now rehear&s;e,</L>
<L>Who hired them for many &s;treight,</L>
<L>that they would hold their peace.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And &s;ay quoth he his Servants came,</L>
<L>which he &s;ometimes did k&eacute;ep,</L>
<L>And &s;ecretly &s;tole him away,</L>
<L>while we were found a&s;l&eacute;ep.</L>
<L>And if that <HI>Herod</HI> hear thereof,</L>
<L>we will per&s;wade him &s;o,</L>
<L>That you &s;hall find no hurt at all,</L>
<L>where ever you do goe.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But faithful <HI>Mary Magdalen,</HI></L>
<L>and <HI>James,</HI> his Mother too,</L>
<L>had brought great &s;tore of oyntment &s;w&eacute;et</L>
<L>as Ie&s;us were wont to do.</L>
<L>Who ro&s;e up early in the morne,</L>
<L>before that it was day,</L>
<L>The body of the Lord t'noynt.</L>
<L>in Grave whereas he lay.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And then unto the Grave they ran,</L>
<L>they were in wondrous fear,</L>
<L>They &s;aw a Young-man in the &s;ame,</L>
<L>but Chri&s;t they &s;aw not there,</L>
<L>Then &s;aid the Angel unto them</L>
<L>why are you &s;o at <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">aid,</L>
<L>The Lord whom you do &s;&eacute;ek I know,</L>
<L>is ri&s;en up he &s;aid.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Then went the women bo th away.</L>
<L>who told the&s;e tydings then,</L>
<L>To <HI>John</HI> and <HI>Peter</HI> who in ha&s;t,</L>
<L>to the &s;epulchre ran,</L>
<L>Who found it as the woman &s;aid,</L>
<L>and then away did go,</L>
<L>But <HI>Mary</HI> &s;tayed w&eacute;eping &s;till,</L>
<L>who&s;e tears declar'd her wo.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Who looking down into the Grave,</L>
<L>two Angees there did &s;&eacute;e,</L>
<L>Quoth they why w&eacute;eps this women &s;o,</L>
<L>even for my Lord quoth &s;he.</L>
<L>And turning then her &s;elf a&s;ide,</L>
<L>as &s;he &s;tood w&eacute;eping &s;o,</L>
<L>The Lord was &s;tanding at her back,</L>
<L>but him &s;he did not know.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Why doth this woman w&eacute;ep he &s;aid,</L>
<L>whom &s;&eacute;ekes &s;h&eacute;e in this place,</L>
<L>She thought he had a Gardner b&eacute;en,</L>
<L>and thus &s;he &s;he wo her ca&s;e.</L>
<L>If thou ha&s;t born him hence &s;he &s;aid,</L>
<L>then tell me where he is,</L>
<L>And for to fetch him back againe,</L>
<L>be&s;ure I will not mi&s;&s;e.</L>
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<LG>
<L>What <HI>Mary</HI> then our Saviour &s;aid,</L>
<L>do&s;t thou lament for me,</L>
<L>O Ma&s;ter live&s;t thou againe,</L>
<L>my &s;oul doth joy in th&eacute;e,</L>
<L>O <HI>Mary</HI> touch me not he &s;aid.</L>
<L>ere I have been above,</L>
<L>Even with my God the onely God,</L>
<L>and Father whom we love.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And often times did Chri&s;t appeare,</L>
<L>to his Di&s;ciples all,</L>
<L>But <HI>Thomas</HI> would not it believe,</L>
<L>his Faith it was &s;o &s;mall.</L>
<L>Except that he might thru&s;t his hand</L>
<L>into the wound &s;o wide,</L>
<L>And put his finger where the Speare,</L>
<L>did pierce his tender &s;ide.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Then Chri&s;t which knew all &s;ecrets,</L>
<L>to them againe came he.</L>
<L>Who &s;aid to <HI>Thomas,</HI> here I am,</L>
<L>as plainly thou maye&s;t &s;&eacute;e.</L>
<L>S&eacute;e here the hands which nailes did pierce</L>
<L>and holes are in my &s;ide,</L>
<L>And be not faithle&s;s O thou man,</L>
<L>for whom the&s;e paines I bide,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus &s;undry times Chri&s;t &s;hewd him&s;elf</L>
<L>when he did ri&s;e againe.</L>
<L>And then a&s;cended into Heaven,</L>
<L>in Glory for to raigne,</L>
<L>Where he prepaires a place for tho&s;e,</L>
<L>whom he &s;hall rai&s;e likewi&s;e,</L>
<L>To live with him in heavenly bli&s;s,</L>
<L>above the lofty Skeyes.</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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