Christ the Branch

A Root as God, as Man also,
A Branch here called art;
Which does thy humane nature show,
To whom God did impart

All fulness of the Deity
It in this Branch appears;
Most precious Fruit we do espy
This Branch for ever bears.

The Branch is of the self same kind
With the Root of the Tree;
The self-same nature we do find
That Abraham's Children be

Of, thou didst take, that so thereby
We might assurance have,
That every way thou fitted art
Our precious souls to save.

A Branch partakes too of the Sap
Which in the Root does lye;
So in the Virgins Womb was fed
Thy blest Humanity.

I'th Branch or Branches of the Tree
Its glory does shine forth;
So 'tis in thee that David's Race
Its greatest glory hath.

The Second Part.

Let Hereticks who do deny
Christ of the Virgin took
His spotless, pure humanity,
Ashamed ever look.

And let us all stand in amaze,
Whilst we behold and see
How God our humane nature has
Made one with th' Deity.

Now let us sing unto the Man
Called the Branch; for he
Shall grow and flourish in such sort
That never did a Tree.

For he upon the Throne does sit,
And all the glory bear;
And also shall God's Temple build,
And make its beauty rare.