Glen Collection of printed music > Printed text > Harp of Renfrewshire

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Holds not him several, so we dine ;
Thou with thy Christ, I with mine.
Is thy mouth the Virgine womb ? Is bread her seed ?
Are thy words the holy Ghost ? Is this our Creed 1
O presumptuous undertaker !
Never Cake could make a Baker,
Yet the Priest can make his Maker.
What's become of all these Christs the priests have made ?
Do these hostes of ostes abide 1 or do they fade ?
One Christ abides, the rest do flie;
One Christ he lives, the rest do die :
One Christ is true, the rest a lie.
B. S.
Into the Gospel, Take ye, Eat ye, Christ saith,
For which. Receive ye, Swallow ye, your Priest saith.
See how by Popes the Sacraments are driven,
Where Christ makes two, they ad five, so make seven.
For Baptism and the Supper of the Lord,
These only two did Christ to us aftbrd.
With Christ his institution not content.
To these two true, five bastards they augment.
A bastards name dotji duly them befit
For they were never reabled as yet ;
Nor ever shal, but still will be abhor'd,
Because they have no warrant from the Lord,
As Confirmation, Pennance, Extream Unction,
With Priestly Orders to adorn their function ;
And Matrimony they maintain as one.
But here's a wondrous thing to think upon,
How Popes do call themselves, Serm servorum ;
Yet in procession keep a strange Decorum.
They tread on necks of Kings upon the street ;
And force even Emperors to kiss their feet.
Doth God the Father in his Law allow
These vile inventions your Cluirch doth avow ?
Doth Christ his Son into his Gospel give
Such ways to walk in, such faith to believe ?