The Old Worlds Tragedie (Francis Sabie Poems)
I sing of horrors sad and dreadfull rage, Of stratagems wrought in the former age, Contagious vice, and in conclusion, ...
I sing of horrors sad and dreadfull rage, Of stratagems wrought in the former age, Contagious vice, and in conclusion, ...
You sober-minded christians now draw near,Labour to learn these pious lessons here;For by the same you will be taught to ...
Only in the example the one great moment Christ coming from heaven to walk upon the earth Humbling himself emptied ...
The son alone setting us free unbound by the chains of sin the wages of our disobedience paid by Christ ...
Our sins, our disobedience our feet of clay, unable to live by the law of God faithful to him as ...
Their pain, their suffering the grieving of God of the father, of the son before his coming our disobedience in ...
We, if we were honest, believing in the humanity of Christ the power of God, eternal, infinite thinking about God ...
The tears, the living waters the love of God his pain in this moment more than unbearable the darkness descending ...
Only able to see God when I let go of my sin when I humbly approach your cross the price ...
The altar draped in ashes and sackcloth the lights dimmed as the sky was that day All of creation crying ...
Christ, sitting in heaven beside the living God part of the trinity father, son, and spirit several and yet one ...
Christ, more than a gracious host, in the symbolism poured out in the breaking of the bread the lifting up ...
Standing, hiding in the garden the sound of the creator fear in their hearts Aware of their nakedness the death ...
Lustful, our carnal nature the corruption of our sexuality focused on the earthly the things of man The garden there ...
By the choice of Adam by his disobedience his choosing to eat of the fruit all of us are cursed ...
Calling this a myth because the word sin was not there their nakedness revealed because they had eaten the fruit ...
Something incredible in the nature of God all powerful, eternal yet loving us, in spite of our sin the fall ...
not to ourselves works of our hands we give our humble prayer as a people, a nation to God be ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
Much wine had passed, with grave discourse Of who fucks who, and who does worse (Such as you usually do ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
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