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And found with Joſeph and the bleſſed maid
Her Son the Saviour in a manger laid.
Amaz’d the wond’rous ſtory they proclaim
The firſt apoſtles of his infant frame:
While Mary keeps and ponders in her heart
The heavenly viſion which the ſwains impart
They to their flocks ſtill praiſing God return
And their glad hearts within their boſom burn
Let us, like theſe good ſhepherds then employ
Our grateful voices, to proclaim the joy.
Like Mary, let us ponder in our mind,
God’s wond’rous love, in ſaving loft mankind
Artleſs and watchful, as theſe favour’d ſwains.
While virgin meekneſs in the heart remains,
Trace we the Babe, who has retriev’d our loſs
From his poor manger to his bitter croſs.
Treading his ſteps, aſſiſted by his grace,
Till man’s firſt heav’nly ſate again takes place
Then may we hope th’ angelic throne anmong
To ſing, redeem’d a glad triumphal ſong,
He that was born upon this joyful day,
Around us all his glory hall diſplay;
Sav’d by his Love, inceſſant we ſhall ſing,
Of angels, and of angel-men, the King.
FINIS.
