The Lion of the Tribe of Juda

LOrd Jesus thou art like a Lamb,
Most weak and innocent;
Yet like a Lion art also
To such who don't repent

Until the time thou dost awake,
And rise up to the prey;
Then vengeance on them thou wilt take,
And them in wrath wilt slay.

Thy Majesty is full of dread,
And with thy awful frown,
As Lions do, so wilt thou roar,
And tear great Babel down.

A Lion is the King of Beasts,
And also very strong;
That thou art King of all the Earth,
They all shall know e're long.

Thou like a Lion wilt revenge
The injury done to thine;
And righteously retaliate
On such who did design

The ruin of thy chosen ones,
Whom they have sadly spoyl'd;
For thou hast heard their bitter groans,
Whilst Foes have them revil'd.

Therefore ye Sinners now submit,
That you may favour find;
And throw your selves at Jesus feet,
To mercy he's inclin'd.

If you before this Lion do
Your selves now prostrate lye;
Your great humility do show,
You'll find his clemency.

The Second Part.

When th' Lion roars all Beasts do quake
Which in the Forest be;
When out of Sion Christ does roar,
All tremble will you'll see.

What will become of Murtherers,
Who have destroy'd the earth,
When inquisition's made for blood,
And thy wrath breaketh forth?

Ye Saints of his, by Faith and Prayer
Do you this Lion rouze,
To save poor Sion, and to tear
To pieces all his Foes.

And now ye wicked wretches all
Who don't this Lion fear,
But think his Lamb-like nature's such,
No Lion he'll appear;

You'll find er'e long his clemency
Will into fury turn;
And will not then regard your cry,
Whilst you in Hell do burn.

But all ye Saints rejoyce and sing,
This Lion's on your side;
'Tis for your sakes he will arouze,
And soon the prey divide.

And i'th 'mean while he able is
To save you and defend,
And full of bowels is to you,
And so will be to th' end.