BAXT·ER'>S" POEMS. Were taken hence ·by fatal sleep ; Three nations should consent to weep. And if an age this loss re_pair ; The church will think it .very fair. They shine in glory now to God, Who shin'd and burn'd' liere to a clod. May such a sinful worm as I, Aspire and asc~nd so high ! That kingdom's mine in hope and right, Which you possess by love and sight: That God, that Christ hath loved n1e, Whose glory blessed Vines cloth see: We were both washed in one stream, And both enlighten'd by one beam: One ga!·ment also did us clothe: At once one pulpit held us both * ; Much more one church: for we agreed Both in one method, and one creed. One evil we did both condole t, As animated by one s.oul. Methinks where thou art, I should be; Although the lowest in degree. Thou, thou art gone, and I am here; Yet is my passing-hour near: Time is at work both night and day, E'en when it seemeth to delay: 107 * Those that saw me stand in his pulpit at Lawrence -church when I preached for him, because he could get no () ther room in t.he church, understand this. t See his Letter in the end of my Confession.
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