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SATURDAY IN Y' HOLY WEEK, by            
First Line: The sabbath now / can a more ample title show
Last Line: Till ye worlds generall crack shall set them ope.
Subject(s): Crucifixion; Holy Week; Sabbath; Jesus Christ - Crucifixion; Sunday

THE Sabbath now
Can a more ample Title show
Unto its Rest since God againe
Doth now refraine
And cease his Work, a Work much more
Laborious then He rested from before.

The Frame & fashion
Of this huge bulk, ye whole Creation
Cost Him no more pains but ye speaking
For its whole making:
But now its dear Redemption stood
Him in his Groanes, his Sweat, his utmost Blood.

His weary Head
Rests now at quiet in a Bed
Fast sealed up & fortify'd
Strongly beside.
With a well Armed watch, that none
May stir Him till He wake, & rise alone.

For Potent He
Will teach subdued Death to be
Onely a safe & sweet Repose
Unto all Those,
Who falling into their last sleep
Commit themselves into his Hands to keep.

O happy Grave!
Ne'r could ye Beds of Princes have
Such royall honour as We see
Layd up in Thee:
Not Solomons Couch, though Arabie did
With all its Sweetest Beds go there to bed.

Our Tombs from Thee
Shall learne delicious to bee,
Safe Cabinets, wherin We may
With comfort lay
Our weary bones, & rest in hope
Till ye Worlds generall Crack shall set them ope.

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