Whose greatest riches is a suite of cloaths Min. For though the righteous God his judgments now Both on the good and on the bad doth show Yet they are but a small part of that Doom Which shall at length to either of them come A little demonstration of a Judge And of a judgment which shall them that grudge Against Gods Being and his Providence Which both of good and bad hath perfect sense Wholly confute and strike into silence A Judge who judgment too doth execute According to mens doings and their fruit But yet that all the Judgments doth not here Pass upon Good or Bad may hence appear Firstly for that all those who wicked be And whose great wickedness all men may see Receive not here condigne punishment For their offences but oft having spent Their times in vanity the poor oppressing And widdows of their rights too dispossessing Contemning God yea who blasphem'd his Name Women and Maids defil'd and in the same Have gloryed and many other crimes Have perpetrated yet such oftentimes Are taken hence with no such stroke as may It evidence that God on them doth lay The punishment of their offences great But they dye quietly in their own seat Even as that gluttonous rich man who far'd Deliciously each day and never spar'd To satisfie his lusts but yet the poor Suff'red to lye neglected at his door Even he his days in pleasures spent and when His time was come to dye like other men He died and was buried in great state So as men could not therein see Gods hate Can it be thought the righteous Judge of all Will suffer those whom he doth wicked call And against whom his wrath 's upon record To scape unpunished and break his word Will he be partial punish but a few The greatest part dispense with of that crue No verily There is a time to come When every wicked man shall have his doom Again when every wilful breach of law Doth dreadful punishments upon men draw Who so offend and are impenitent Can it be judg'd to be sufficient For millions of such sins that one such stroke Should take away the sinners who provoke God every day to strike shall such an end As something of just vengeance doth portend Not very much beyond the common fate Which all mankind abides be for the hate Of God and goodness which they always bear From day to day yea oftimes many a year Full recompence for how much greater pain Did Pharoah when drown'd in the Sea sustain Or Haman when he was hang'd up on high Then is the common pain of all that dye There was some publike shame and sodainness And some such violence as might express A righteous hand of God but yet the same Occurrences of violence and shame Are but what men by their laws oftentimes Do judge men to for some such hainous crimes As treason and rebellion against them And shall such persons as do God contemn Sustain no greater punishment then they Deserve who mortal men but disobey Nay verily but as God greater is Then greatest men so they who do amiss Against his law and government shall such Great punishments sustain as do as much Exceed the punishments from men as he Exceeds them in his power and high degree And what befals them now is far from all The punishment that shall upon them fall Besides though they who serve God find supports In their afflictions and have great comforts From him when they are persecuted for His name and truth confessed by them or For tryal of their faith or for increase Of virtue or to cause that they may cease From what offends him though they do sustain Much trouble and affliction grief and pain And though ofttimes he signally them save From greatest dangers yet they sure shall have Far greater things then those a recompence Beyond what here they have for they go hence Ofttimes with great reproaches crosses shame And dye reputed worthy of great blame Yea are cut off by cruel Death because They durst not violate Gods holy laws Can it be thought that that great God whom they So constantly through so great griefs obey Will not their service and their love regard So as the same openly to reward With such rewards as with his greatness suite And may to all eternity confute His enemies that do blaspheme his Name And put his service to rebuke and shame Yes verily as his with patience Bear greatest troubles with great confidence Of an after reward sufficient To recompence the blood which they have spent And all that they have parted with and born For his Names sake a Crown that shall be worn By them to all eternity a Crown Of heavenly glory eternal renown A recompence beyond the thoughts of man Yea such as no Angel express it can They shall receive from him who notice takes Of all their suff'rings and inquiry makes After their blood He 'll not their hope deceive But give them even beyond what they believe Christ Know then dear Soul that there 's another day A time when Heaven and Earth shall flee away When God shall judge the World in righteousness And give to them who here his truth confess Unspeakable rewards and the unjust Into eternal fire and torments thrust Unto which purpose I who was abas't And suffer'd so great things for to lay waste The pow'r and kingdom of the enemy And for the sakes of sinful men did dye And being raised up went up on high And am set down in royal Majesty On Gods right hand shall in great glory come To execute the judgment and the doom Of my eternal Father and to give Rewards to men according as they live Those who with hate repay me I 'll destroy And fill my lovers with eternal joy And who so fit as I man's Judge to be Who am both God and Man and all things see In God and Man Being Gods glorious Word Made of man Flesh and am made sovereign Lord Of Men and Angels and do fully know What God hath done for man what man doth owe To God again Man may be sure I will Not undeservedly him destroy or kill Seeing I his most loving Saviour am Who him to save down from my Father came Yea into Death and Hell went down that I Might thence redeem man and lâ—ft him on high Nor can I be unrighteous both for that I 'm one with God and all unright things hate And 't was unrighteousness for to destroy That I appear'd in righteousness I joy Yea 't is a just reward that I who were Unjustly judged and condemned here Should be exalted to that glorious height To sit as Judge of what is wrong what right And judge my Judges yea since I thereby The power have to forgive sins who as I So fit to judge To which in Gods season I shall appear in glory on the Throne With honour and with Majesty bedeckt When all before me without all respect Of persons I shall
let me never fall by my iniquity My hope is all in thee and in thy great goodness I nothing have in me that may deserve thy bless Help me thy name to praise as it is right and due Do thou thereto me raise thy goodness for to view Dear Lord thou worthy art of all my heart and love Oh let me not depart from thee my Lord above Unite my heart to thee that I may fear thy name And let me never be put to rebuke and shame Oh flow thou into me Thou art an Ocean Though I a poor one be Thou art the wealthy man Set my heart toward thee and make it open stand Come thou Lord into me and wholly me command Oh do thou live in me and fill me with thy grace That I may joy in thee and ever see thy face Thou art the lovely one all things are black to thee Fix mine eye thee upon make me thy beauty see Thou only fulness art I am an empty thing Do thou thy grace impart and me unto thee bring Be evermore with me where er'e thou mak'st me go Let me thy glory see and thy will ever do Thou art the mighty God thou canst subdue my foes Thou hast them all down trod all things that thee oppose Thou art the holy one Thou canst me holy make Make me love thee alone and all for thee forsake Oh be thou all to me who rothing have that 's good Oh frame my heart to thece whshing it in thy blood Oh there is none to thee Thou all things dost excell What er'e is good for me doth in thee fully dwell None ever served thee but thou them satisfy'd None thy grace ever see but they it magnify'd Thou Lord art far above all I can say of thee Thou art the God of love All praise be unto thee Chr. Dear soul I do accept thee and thou art Most welcome to me it doth glad my heart To see a soul it self unto me yield More than when some stout Champion wins the field And takes the spoils of all his enemies Which up against him us'd in arms to rise Since thou thy self to me dost yield be sure My love shall ever toward thee iâ— dure Be but thou constant nothing shall me draw Those to reject that cleave unto my law I 'le order over thee my government So as thou â—ere shalt have cause to repent Of thy submission to me every thing Which I shall do to thee shall blessing bring Thy forepast sins I blot out and remit And of them all I wholly thee acquit How many or how great so er'e they were Thou mayst me freely serve without all fear Of my impuâ—ing any of them to thee I pass them by and they shall not undo thee I own thee as my own and thee present As in my self to him who me forth sent Even as a Branch in me into whom now Thou art ingraffed and henceforth shalt grow Or as a member of mine own body Which is recast of curse and miâ—ery I am thy Head and Root unto thee I Henceforth will minister all full supply Of grace and spirit nothing shalâ— thou want What may be good for thee I will it grant Open thy mouth and ask of me I will All thy petitions verily fulfill What ever thou shalt in my name desire Or of my Father for my sake require So be thou dost to me adhaere and cleave And firm in me abiding dost receive And keep my words within thee asking so And for such things as they direct thee to Thou shalt receive it and thou may'st be bold To come and ask for why mine eyes behold Thee and thy needs and wants and unto thee And all the righteous mine ears open be I will do more for thee than thou canst ask I 'le help thee every where I 'le put no task Upon thee but what I shall easy make Do but in me abide my counsel take I am thine Head and Husband lean on me My grace thou shalt enjoy my glory see To me thou art most welcome very dear Be confident of me and nothing fear But to neglect my counsels for as me My Father loveth so do I love thee I who for thee did shed my pretious blood Will nought deny that may for thee be good Since thou art come to trust under my wings I interest thee in all my good things My Father is thy Father too and He That my God is thy God likewise will be My Angels shall thee guard for thy welfare And of my glorious Kingdome thou shalt share And all the endless joys thereof my merit Is thy rich stock day pledge thy holy Spirit Whom I will pour on thee and in thy heart Will put that from me thou mayst never start He will conduct thee safely till thou hast All dangers of destruction wholly past He shall abide with thee and to thee show My things inlightning thine heart them to know My goodness and my glory what I have Done for and to thee that I might thee save What is in me for thee what things are mine And how in and with me they all are thine Yea He shall wash make clean renew thy heart And keep thee to me and to thee impart My grace and blessing therefore do not fear Only to him attend to him adhaere He shall thy works work in and for thee and Strengthen thee that thy foes thou may'st withstand He shall thee comfort fill with peace and joy And keep thee safe from what may thee annoy I 'le do all things for thee I 'le be thy lot Thy portion and thy riches fear thou not He who thee touches toucheth me for I Tender thee as the Apple of mine eye My heart is larget to thee than the Sea Or then by any words exprest 〈◊〉 be Fear not Dear soul thy state is happy now Since thou thy self dost to my scepter how Only I must inform thee that I must Take such a course with thee as may thy lust Destroy and make thee suitable to me That thou partaker of my joys may'st be I must thee sometimes try that so I may Prove whither Thou indeed wilt me obey I will into a Wilderness thee lead That so I may thee to thy Idols dead And that when stript of them I more may show My grace to thee and make thee it to know To be sufficient for thee do not fear For I 'le not leave thee nor forsake thee there I will be with thee and be all supplies To every one of thy necessities I will be better unto thee than all Egyptian Flesh-pots wherefrom I thee call I 'le there speak comfortably to thy heart And make thee know how dear to me thou art I 'le give thee there in all thy way mine arm To strengthen â—heâ— to walk on and from harm I 'le thee protect and keep untill I see It meet to take thee hence to be with me But thou must follow me and not look back As did
thus Can so set forth as suits it's worth Here 's work enough for us LXXVII Thy mighty arme O Lord Did to thy self obtain This vishory though we thereby The benefit did gain LXXVIII Thy glorious Father who Had chosen thee to this Who thee beheld and in 't upheld Then took thee up to bliss LXXIX Oh how his soul was pleas'd To see this field thus won Such conquest got over that plot Which had us all undone LXXX Oh how he did delight Thee to receive up then Placing thy Throne his right hand on Above Angels and Men. LXXXI And as he had thee chose This battel for to fight So did he chuse thee still to use In all his acts of might LXXXII He made thee to be Lord O're all things low and high That they should be subject to thee To all eternity LXXXIII And that thou might'st us bring To all this happiness Thee he appointed and eke anointed To glorious Offices LXXXIV A Prophet he thee made To us to prophecy To shew the way which to thee lay And guide us in 't safely LXXXV And our High-Priest to be Having such sacrifice Up-offered so accepted As God will ne'r't despise LXXXVI And that thou may'st always Before his face appear For men to plead and intercede Their sins away to bear LXXXVII And be the way whereby We might an access have To th' holy place to see God's face And fully us to save LXXXVIII And also to be King Of Saints and Nations too Such to protect as be subject And all their foes ore-throw LXXXIX To all which Offices As Man he thee ordain'd As a reward of that most hard Service which thou sustain'd XC And that unto all these Thou might'st well furnish'd be That his fulness thou should'st possess He granted unto thee XCI Of which he did thee judge Most worthy so do we Angels and Men both now and then That thou should'st highest be XCII Thou only worthy art Oh Judah's Lyon stout To take that Book and on it look That 's seal'd within without XCIII The Book of Prophecy Or of God's counsels deep That none unseal 't could or reveal 't None now have cause to weep XCIV Thou Lamb was 't found most meet To open it and read It to unfold thou may'st be bold Who for our sins did'st bleed XCV And by thy blood us bought From every Land to be God's Priests and Kings and o're all things On Earth now reign do we XCVI Yea all the Angels too Fully agree to this That thou who was 't slain for us hast Most worthily all bliss XCVII Power wisdom riches strength Who may like thee possess Thou art worthy Kingly glory And as a Priest to bless XCVIII That what thou did'st obtain Thou may'st distribute too Such honour bear as every where Thy Fathers will to do XCIX For such was this exployt In which thou won'st this field That every thing to thee as King All honour well may yield C. And worthily thou hast In all thy power behav'd Thy self in all did since befall Wherein thou hast us sav'd CI. For other battels yet Remain'd for thee to fight In which thou too thy love did'st show Thy wisdom strength and might CII When thou had'st won that field And right to us had'st got Such yet our state we did thee hate Or to thee yielded not CIII Although the Serpent had No right to us at all His arms were gone law he had none To keep us still in thrall CIV Yet by his subtlety He still did hold us fast And to him we subject would be And freedom would not taste CV For what we had from him Received formerly Did yet remain in every vein Working effectually CVI. We yet were ignorant Errour our minds possest Lust in us lay and bare the sway No good was in our brest CVII For yet we knew no thee Who such things for us wrought Yea falsly we conceiv'd of thee In our vain mind and thought CVIII Oh what a do had'st thou To gain us to thee here For through the lies of th' enemies We much bewitched were CIX So much aâ—hored we To their false flatteries Our eyes we clos'd our selves oppos'd Against thy verities CX Against us then to fight We caused thee that we Our foes might leave and thee receive Our God and guide to be CXI Though not against us so As what did us mislead And us detain'd fast bound and chain'd Did'st thou therein proceed CXII It still was thy design Our sinful souls to save But to destroy what did annoy Our souls and them inslave CXIII A double edged sword Proceeded from thy mouth One edge kil'd sin and did us win To love thee and thy truth CXIV The other edge cut down Those who held fast their lust Cleaving to it into the pit Of wrath thou them hast thrust CXV And such our folly was Our loathness sin to leave That with th' unjust we might been thrust Our portion to receive CXVI But blessed be thy love The spring of all our good And blest thy truth which from thy mouth We heard and understood CXVII And blest thy patience And thy forbearance great Away to throw us thou wast slow But thou did'st for us wait CXVIII Oh had'st thou been but quick Our many faults to mark We had our lot with those forgot Who perish in the dark CXIX And blest thy holy Spirit Which â—o thy truth display'd That by his hand it t' understand At length he us all made 120. Blest be thy wisdome too And thy great skilfulness In ordering all that did befall In all occurrences 121. Thou hast the Learned's tongue In skill thou art expert Both to imbrace and hide thy face To kill and to convert 122. Thy way is in the deep Thy footsteps who hath known Hadst thou nere frown'd and us nigh drown'd We had been overthrown 123. By Chastisements Reproofs Darkness and waters deep Thou hast us oft fought out and taught And us from Hell distd keep 124. By them thou us hast oft So nurtur'd from our youth As us inclin'd and bow'd our mind To listen to thy truth 125. Which through thy gentleness And grace therein display'd Though oft withstood yet 't was so good As us 't obedient made 226. Thou rod'st on prosperously In meekness truth and love Which did us melt when we it felt And our hearts to thee move 127. Such were the ways whereby Our hearts thou didst subdue Error expelling and Sathan quelling And making us anew 128. Though divers methods thou With us was pleas'd to take As thou didst see might meetest be Thy people us to make 129. When thou didst us espouse To thy self by thy grace Us in thee planting and to us granting To have a fixed place 130. Wherein thy love was rich Surpassing every thought That we of thee branches should be Who formerly were naught 131. For we deserv'd â—â—ave been Cut down and wholly cast Into the fire to have the hire Of all our evils
frowardness for I am meek And with all gentleness their welfare seek I neither cry nor lift up angry voice Against dull Scholars but I do rejoyce To take pains with them them to teach and show My Doctrine till I cause them it to know The bruised Reed I break not though it be Weak and unprofitable unto me Nor quench the smoking wiek or snast but strive With all long-patience to keep it alive I can the smoke and stanch of it endure Untill I blow it up and do it cure For power and meekness skill and faithfulness None like to me there is none in distress Or can so pity or can so pass by What they discern may of iniquity None is so blind as I that perfect am And who to open blind eyes hither came I many things do see yet don't observe 'T is not because I cannot see men swerve For I see all things perfectly what e're They be both good and bad to me are cleare But 't is because I love them and no mind Have causes of destruction for to find In and against them for should I with eye Too vigilant their many sins espy Who then should stand before me and avoid By my most heavy hand to be destroyd Do but thou then yield up thy self to me I nothing else desire or seek of thee Be but thou willing and obedient And I shall therewith fully be content I 'le keep thee through all dangers in the way I 'le overcome in and for thee what may Thee hinder or in danger thy perdition I 'le bring thee to a fully safe condition Though the way narrow be thou shalt not err I 'le be thy guide therein and I 'le confer My Spirit do but thou heed my commands Keeping them he shall keep thee in his hands Yea in his arms shall carry thee I 'le show My truth to thee and thou my ways shalt know So as no false Christs or false Prophets shall Prevail to make thee e're from me to fall Be but upright in what I make thee see Not winking with thine eye putting from thee My heavenly light and truth made known away And I will keep thee that thou shalt not stray And though the gate be strait so as into it Thou canst not of thy self though crowding go yet I 'le so put forth my hand and pull thee to me That there is nothing shall withold thee fro me Remember what I said before that I Came to save sinners not only stand by And bid them save themselves do but thou yield Thy self to me and I will win the field I 'le take away that greatness in conceit That makes thee for the gate of life too great I 'le circumcise thee take away that mass Of flesh from thee that will not let thee pass I le make thee such as through the gate thou shalt Most safely enter Nor shall any fault Deprive thee of my Kingdome for I will Not fail my Fathers pleasure to fullfil I l'e pardon what is past and I will make Thee for the future clean thou shalt forsake Thy sins and Idols that so dear are to thee And which if cleaved to will quite undo thee If thou wilt hearken unto me there shall No strange God be in thee I 'le rid them all Out of thee those false thoughts which do so hold Thy soul in bondage while I do unfold My truth and grace unto thee I 'le destroy So that they shall not thee thenceforth annoy Or captivate my truth shall make thee free To leave thy sins to follow after me And if I set thee free thou shalt indeed From what doth now imbondage thee be freed I 'le soon subdue thy foes within thee that Do war against thy soul and those that hate Both thee and me bring under and I will With choisest bread thee feed thy soul I 'le fill With sweetest honey wisdome thou shalt find More sweet by far then honey to thy mind That I may make thee pleasing unto me I 'le wash thy staines and spots clean off from thee I 'le take the pains to make thy soul as white As snow or wool as pure as is the light Thou dost mistake thy self to think it shall Be left to thee and unto thy lot fall To bring thy self to Heaven or to make clean Thy heart in thine own strength I don't so mean The difficulties in the work are mine I came to do them do but thou incline Unto my words thine ears and yield to me And thou with patience all well done shalt see When I by Joshuah did my people lead Into the Land of promise thou may'st read How they were to pass over Jordans stood When as above the banks the waters stood Yet while my Priests who bare the Ark did but At my command into the waters put Their Feet-soles by my power I made the flood Give way unto them as I thought it good So as before them that great stream became Dry land so that most safely through the same My people marched over that so I All others might instruct and teach thereby To follow me with courage wheresoe're I shall them lead and not to doubt or fear Draw back through unbelief or halt or stay Demurring at what may seem in the way Too hard or dangerous for them to do But only me obey after me go The like I did when Pharaoh did before Pursue them with his Chariots in his sore Rage to reduce them when before they had The Sea to hinder them yet when I bad Them march into it it to them gave way And was a means of safety too that day Standing as walls on either hand while through Its waves as on dry land they past which rough Growing against their foes which them pursu'd Destroy'd and drowned all their multitude Never did any that my voice obey'd By any thing of danger that afraid Might make them or impossible might seem In my way ever perish but I them Have ever helpt in their obedience and Remov'd their obstacle at my command Dispute not but obey Look not what thou Art or canst do but do thou mind me how I am accomplisht those things for to do For which I call thee to me and thee woo Have I not power to make a Cammel pass Even through a needles eye to whom there was Ne're any thing too hard cannot I guide thee Shall I thee woo and shall not I abide thee If thou accept art thou not now to day As bad and fowl as may be doth that fray Me from seeking thy love if thou consent Canst think that I my bargain will repent I 'me not like poor blind men that things pursue With eagerness which afterwards they rue Because they knew not how they should them find Or were themselves unstable in their mind I 'm not like man that I should so repent Therefore obey me and yield thy confent Unto me wholly I will surely do What needful is for thee I 'le