Versos English Michael Wigglesworth Lxiv. [56]

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Lxiv. [56]

by (1631–1705)

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Why, when he stood off’ring his Blood   to wash them from their sin, They would embrace no saving Grace,   but liv’d and died therein? Such aggravations, where no evasions,   nor false pretences hold, Exaggerate and cumulate   guilt more than can be told.

LXV.

They multiply and magnify   Men’s gross Iniquities; They draw down wrath (as Scripture saith)   out of God’s treasuries. Thus all their ways Christ open lays   to Men and Angels’ view, And as they were makes them appear   in their own proper hue.