Classic Poem

Riches and honours Buckley layes aside
??To please his Christ, for whom he now doth war,
Why Buckly thou hast Riches that will bide ,
??And honours that exceeds Earths honour far.
Thy bodies worne, and dayes in Desert spent
??To feede a few of Christs poore scattered sheepe,
Like Christ's bright body, thy poore body rent;
??With Saints and Angells company shall keepe.
Thy Tongue, and Pen doth to the World declare:
??Christs covenant with his flock shall firmly stand,
When Heavens and Earth by him dissolved are;
??Then who can hold from this his worke at hand?
Two Bucklies more Christ by his grace hath taken ,
??And sent abroad to mannage his great wars.
It's Buklies joy that Christ his sons new making ,
??Hath placest in's churches for to shine as Stars.