The passion of our blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ: or, Cries of the Son of God Digested from the works of the late Reverend Dr. Horneck. Licens'd and enter'd according to order.

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The passion of our blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ: or, Cries of the Son of God Digested from the works of the late Reverend Dr. Horneck. Licens'd and enter'd according to order.
Author
Horneck, Anthony, 1641-1697.
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London :: printed for S. Bates in Gilt-spur-street,
[1700?]
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Jesus Christ -- Passion -- Early works to 1800.
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"The passion of our blessed Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ: or, Cries of the Son of God Digested from the works of the late Reverend Dr. Horneck. Licens'd and enter'd according to order." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A44538.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 13, 2024.

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The CONCLUSION.

SING Halleluiah to our Lord, who nobly entertains His Friends with Bread of Life, and Wine that issu'd from his Veins. He gave his Body to be broke, and unto Death bleed: That we his sacred Blood may Drink, and on his Flesh might feed. A bitter Cup with Terror fill'd he drank off for our sake, That we might of these heav'nly Sweets his Table yields, partake O save us; Lord to thee we cry, from whence all Blessings spring; We on thy Grace alone rely, alone thy Glory sing. For 'tis not this alone, nor that, thou hast bestow'd on me;

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But all I have, and all I hope, I have and hope from thee. But more I have, and more I hope, than I an speak or think; Thy Blessing first refresh, then fill, then overflow the brink. Jesus sweet Jesus is the Name my Heart shall still adore, Sweet Jesus is the charming Word which doth my ife restore. Live then, O Christ, O Lamb of God, thy Throne establishd be▪ For ever my all Hearts and Tongues 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Pases unto thee. Nw Glory to the eternal Lord, thrice blessed Three in One; Ty Name at all tims be ador'd, till Time iself be done.

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