THOU who condemnest Jewish hate For choosing Barabbas a murderer Before the Lord of glorie; Look back upon thine own estate; Call home thine eye, that busie wanderer: That choice may be thy storie. He that doth love, and love amisse, This worlds delights before true Christian joy, Hath made a Jewish choice: The world an ancient murderer is; Thousands of souls it hath and doth destroy With her enchanting voice. He that hath made a sorrie wedding Between his soul and gold, and hath preferr'd False gain before the true, Hath done what he condemnes in reading: For he hath sold for money his deare Lord, And is a Judas-Jew. Thus we prevent the last great day, And judge our selves. That light which sin and Did before dimme and choke, [passion When once those snuffes are ta'en away, Shines bright and cleare, ev'n unto condemnation, Without excuse or cloak. |