(Lord) in my Creede I find it not,
That Thou dids’t downe to Limbo goe:
The Scripture mentions no such grotte,
Though thy descent to Hell’s a knot,
Which many labour to undoe:
But I see no necessity at all,
That Thou so farre, shoulds’t from thy center fall.
Yea from thy mouth I have’t in briefe,
That Thou to Paradise didst clime;
For it can’t enter my beliefe,
Thou wouldst deceive the Godly Thiefe,
And faile to meete him, at the time,
And place prefix’d: Who fully was possest,
That His soule, should with thine, that day find rest.
But though Thou dids’t no jorney take,
Into that darke infernall sphere,
Yet thou excursions wont’st to make,
Even to the gates of that foule lake;
For while my soule did wander there,
Thou metts’t it (Lord) and (through thy benigne grace)
Dids’t it reduce unto a better place./
(Ralph Knevet)
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