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<NAME>John Pas</NAME>
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<HEAD>A Character of a true Chri&s;tian.</HEAD>
<P>Written by <HI>Abiczar Copp.</HI> The Tune is, <HI>The Fair Nimphs.</HI></P>
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<HEAD>Love</HEAD>
<L>A Chri&s;tian true doth love</L>
<L>his Father that's above,</L>
<L>His Brother that's below.</L>
<L>his Friends, and eak his Foe,</L>
<L>The Rich, the Poor, the great, the &s;mall,</L>
<L>the Strong, the Weak, he loveth all.</L>
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<HEAD>Self-denyal</HEAD>
<L>He &s;till denyes him&s;elf,</L>
<L>not greedily gripes for Pelf,</L>
<L>Doth neither pole nor pill,</L>
<L>his Che&s;ts or Barns to fill,</L>
<L>His Neighbours Good, not Goods, doth &s;eek,</L>
<L>he's hone&s;t, harmle&s;s, loving, meek.</L>
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<HEAD>Humility.</HEAD>
<L>Not pu&s;t in mind is he:</L>
<L>all tho&s;e of low degree,</L>
<L>Do never ta&s;te his Scorn,</L>
<L>the Ba&s;e, the Vile, Forlorn:</L>
<L>He's bounteous; courteous, loving and kind;</L>
<L>to all he bears a gentle mind.</L>
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<HEAD>Stability.</HEAD>
<L>He &s;till at home doth keep;</L>
<L>and his own door doth &s;weep;</L>
<L>Doth not deba&s;e his mind,</L>
<L>in &s;eeking Faults to find:</L>
<L>He picks no hole in Neighbours Coat;</L>
<L>nor &s;trives in's Ey to finde a Mote,</L>
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<HEAD>Forbearance.</HEAD>
<L>His Lamb-like &s;pirit doth bear,</L>
<L>he doth not fight nor tear,</L>
<L>Nor flounce, nor &s;ling, nor fume;</L>
<L>but Meekne&s;s doth perfume</L>
<L>His Soul, when he is injured;</L>
<L>Captivity is captive led.</L>
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<HEAD>Mercy.</HEAD>
<L>His burning Bowels yern;</L>
<L>from thence his Eye doth learn;</L>
<L>To &s;till &s;ome oyl of Right</L>
<L>into the wretched Weight.</L>
<L>His hand is fired by his heart,</L>
<L>his Sub&s;tance to the poor to impart.</L>
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<HEAD>Charity.</HEAD>
<L>His Charity is not &s;mall,</L>
<L>it doth extend to all,</L>
<L>The bad and eke the good:</L>
<L>not like the formal Mode,</L>
<L>Who none but their own Sect endure,</L>
<L>this is from the Fountain pure.</L>
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<HEAD>Wi&s;dom.</HEAD>
<L>He wi&s;ely walks to all,</L>
<L>and to prevent a Fall,</L>
<L>He look before he leaps:</L>
<L>a narrow Watch he keeps;</L>
<L>When to &s;peak, he well doth &s;ee;</L>
<L>and When &s;ilent he's to be.</L>
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<HEAD>Peace.</HEAD>
<L>His Principle is Peace,</L>
<L>in him all Wars do cea&s;e,</L>
<L>The &s;word and Gown may &s;tand,</L>
<L>both di&s;tant from his Land,</L>
<L>He is endear'd to great and &s;mall,</L>
<L>he lives in Love and Peace with all.</L>
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<HEAD>Obedience.</HEAD>
<L>He marcheth in the Van,</L>
<L>to each Decree of man,</L>
<L>For God's &s;ake he &s;ubjects;</L>
<L>to all he yields re&s;pects,</L>
<L>The Prince of Peace doth Peace impart,</L>
<L>he hates all Plots with all his heart.</L>
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<HEAD>Freedom.</HEAD>
<L>The Son hath made him Free</L>
<L>from <HI>Aegypts</HI> Slavery,</L>
<L>From daily Brick and Task;</L>
<L>he needs no religious Mask,</L>
<L>Through Chri&s;t he all things doth and can;</L>
<L>he's wholy the Lords free man.</L>
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<HEAD>Patience.</HEAD>
<L>He bravely bears the Cro&s;s,</L>
<L>and &s;its down by the lo&s;s,</L>
<L>When <HI>Sabeans</HI> on him fall,</L>
<L>and <HI>Caldees</HI> take his all.</L>
<L>Not theie nor tho&s;e, but God in Heav'n;</L>
<L>he &s;aith, Hath taken as well as giv'n.</L>
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<HEAD>Content.</HEAD>
<L>Soul-Killing Di&s;content,</L>
<L>where by pure life is &s;pent,</L>
<L>And marrow melts away,</L>
<L>with him it cannot &s;tay:</L>
<L>His Soul in Patience doth po&s;&s;e&s;s,</L>
<L>for, Evil and Good the Lord doth ble&s;s,</L>
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<HEAD>Re&s;ignation.</HEAD>
<L>For wholly he's re&s;ign'd</L>
<L>unto the Unconfin'd;</L>
<L>God's plea&s;ure is his Law.</L>
<L>of that he &s;tands in aw.</L>
<L>When Self is &s;wept away and gone,</L>
<L>he &s;ayes and lives, <HI>God's Will be done.</HI></L>
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<P><HI>London</HI> Printed by <HI>T. D:</HI> &s;old by <HI>La: Curti&s;s.</HI> 1680.</P>
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