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ALl that you suffer on the Crosse (O amiable Iesus) and the paines which have con∣summated your Passion, are but the ransome of my offences, and the satisfaction of all my crimes; for they are my sinnes which have deprived you of life, it is my pride which hath humbled you; my selfe-love, and the plea∣sures of my life, have scourged you; my perverse inclinations and vaine desires have crowned you with thornes: in fine you die upon the ignominious Tree of the Crosse to deliver me from the capiivity of the Divell and sinne, and to satisfie the divine