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Christ. AWAKE from sleepe, and watch awhile, | |
| Prepare yourselues to praie; | |
| For I mine angell will send foorth | |
| To sound the iudgement daie; | |
| That mine elect and chosen sort | 5 |
| Might find my saieng true, | |
| How that the time I shorten will | |
| For them, and not for you. | |
| Awake, I saie, awake, awake. | |
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Sinner. And yet, O Lord, the little whelps | 10 |
| Would like the crums that fall: | |
| Thy chosen sort are verie few, | |
| But manie doost thou call. | |
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Christ. I call to you that will not heare, | |
| I stretch mine armes at large, | 15 |
| For to imbrace such as doo come, | |
| And all your sinnes discharge. | |
| Wherefore if you refuse to come | |
| I will you then forsake, | |
| And to my feast will strangers call, | 20 |
| And them my children make. | |
| Awake, therefore, and rise from sleepe; | |
| Awake, I saie, awake. | |
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Sinner. Not so, good Lord, thy mercie far | |
| Aboue our sinnes abound. | 25 |
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Christ. And yet I will a iusticer | |
| In iustice mine be found. | |
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Sinner. Thy promise is to pardon sinne, | |
| And therein art thou iust. | |
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Christ. Your sinnes repent, and praie therefore; | 30 |
| In vaine is else your trust. | |
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Sinner. O Lord, thy grace must this performe, | |
| Or else it cannot be. | |
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Christ. My grace you haue, the same applie, | |
| And blessed shall you be. | 35 |
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Sinner. Through this sweet grace thy mercie, Lord, | |
| We humblie doo require. | |
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Christ. By mercie mine I you forgiue, | |
| And grant this your desire. | |
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