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A27397 Some prison meditations of an humble heart given forth from a child in Israel, whose soul very dearly loveth his Heavenly Fathers children : much desiring, (and travelling in spirit for) their prosperity in the truth, even as for his own soul ... / by a sufferer for the truth in the common goal of Edmondsbury, whose earthen vessel bears the name of William Bennit. Bennit, William, d. 1684. 1666 (1666) Wing B1893; ESTC R32569 25,285 28

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of the largest full flagons but oh alass for me I have scarce a drop of refreshment hardly a crum of consolation but my tears is my m●at and drink day and night whilest my enemy saith unto me where is thy God Oh I go bowed down all the day long and none knoweth my sorrow but the Lord alone Oh I am even as an Owle in the desart and as the Pelican in the Wilderness I am as the alone quail in the stuble fields and as a Dove mourning for the loss of her Mate and as the alone Sparrow upon the house top and as a woman forsaken and grieved in spirit Oh whose condition is like mine is there any amongst the Sons and daughters of Men like unto me is there any so poor as I oh is there any so needy as I oh is there any so weak and feeble as I is there any so foolish as I oh is there any so dry and barren as I oh is there any so cold and fruitless to Godward as I is there any so desolate as I Oh my leanness oh my leanness oh how long how long shall it be thus with me oh how long how long shall I sit mourning as by the river of Babylon with my Harp laid aside oh when when shall I walk again in Sion and travel in the streets of Jerusalem with a new song in my mouth and everlasting joy upon my head and living praises in my heart unto the Lord who dwelleth in his Sion and his presence is great in his Jerusalem but oh alass for me I am as one cast out of his sight and one who walketh dejected all the day long Oh when will the Lord cause the days of my mourning to be over and the nights of my sorrow to pass away and my sighings and groanings to vanish and all tears to be wiped from mine eyes Oh when will the Lord give me beauty instead of ashes the oyle of joy for mourning and the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness that I a poor dry barren one might become a tree of Righteousness bringing forth fruit of holiness abundantly to the praise of the Lord God that he in and through me might be glorified oh when shall my winter be over and the terrible storms gone Oh when shall the cold nipping frosts be expelled and the darkness and gloominess be extinguished Oh when will the Sun of Righteousness break forth unto me in his glory and his warm beams refresh and warm my poor cold soul Oh when will the spring come when shall I know a spring time in the Lord oh when will Summer come oh when will the singing of birds come oh when shall I hear the voice of the Turtle in my Land oh when will the shoures from on high fall down upon my soul oh when shall I receive the early and latter rain oh when shall I come to sit under my own Vine and under my fig tree and none to make me afraid Oh how long shall my beloved be hid from me as in the ●lifts of the Rocks and as in the secret places of the Stares sometimes indeed he shews himself unto me as behind the wall and as through a lattis and then my bowels my tender bowels are moved for him Oh when oh when shall I have a full enjoyment of him whom my soul loveth oh that I could but plainly hear his voice and perfectly see his face for oh indeed sweet is his voice and his countenance is very comely oh my soul desireth him in the night season and in the morning I seek him early but oh I cannot find him whom my soul loveth for he hath withdrawn himself from me and that is the cause of my leanness coldness barrenness and unfruitfulness to Godward which is the cause of my sorrow tears sighing groaning mourning and walking dejected all the day long Oh indeed there was a time once when my beloved kn●cked at the door of my heart saying again and again open open unto me my head is wet with dew and my locks filled with the drops of the night open open unto me and let me in but oh wo's me I was gotten into a bed of false ease and wrong security and was loath to come out but I made excuses and said I have put off my coat how shall I put it on I have washed my feet how shall I defile them c. and I lingered so long as that my beloved withdrew himself and at last I rose in my own time not when he called to open to my beloved and he was gone and then I called him but he did not answer me I sought him but did not find him and oh now my bowels my bowels is even pained for him and my soul panteth after him even as the hart panteth after the water brooks Oh that I could but find him whom my soul loveth oh I would hold him I would hold him fast I would not let him go he should lie all night in my bosom I would be watchful and diligent that I grieve him not and very fearful of displeasing of him and would take heed of giving him any cause whereby to leave me and thus to hide his face from me but oh alass for me when shall I find him when will he come whom I long for Oh when when shall I have my full enjoyment of him oh when will he bring me into his banqueting house and his love be even as a banner over me his left hand under my head and his right imbrasing of me staying me with flagons comforting me with apples making me sick of love giving me of his spised Wine and of the juice of his Pomgranets oh if thus I could come to enjoy him whom my soul loveth then would all tears be wiped away from mine eyes and I forget my sorrow because of joy and gladness and then should I look no more sorrowful but should rejoyce as Hannah did and say oh my heart rejoyceth in the Lord and my horn is exalted in the Lord and my mouth is enlarged over my enemy who said unto me I should be always barren and unfruitful because I rejoyce in his salvation who hath regarded my low estate oh now I the barren shall bear seven and she who hath had many Children wax feeble now I the parched ground become a Pool and I the dry hath springs of water now I the soletary place rejoyce and I the desart blossom as a Rose I the poor one made rich and I the weak one made strong I the foolish one made wise I the empty one overflow with fulness now the days of my sore mourning turned into joy and the nights of my sorrow turned into pleasure and the seasons of my seeking him whom my soul loveth turned into times of sweet reposes with him in his bed of solace But oh alass for me I may speak of these things but oh when when will it be thus with me oh how long shall I
over thee with joy he 'l joy over thee with singing then it shall be said sing oh daughter of Sion and shout oh Israel and rejoyce with all thy heart oh daughter of Jerusalem for the Lord hath taken away thy Judgment he hath cast out thy enemies and thy warfare is accomplished and thy great travel is finished and now thou shalt rest from thy labour and they who hath laboured and mourned with thee and for thee shall rejoyce for joy with thee and suck and be satisfied with the sweet consolation of thy breast and milk out and be delighted in the abundance of thy glory oh the Lord thy husband thy maker the God of hosts is his name will extend peace joy comfort and everlasting refreshment as a mighty stream and endless consolation as a river oh then shall they be comforted in thee after their sorrow and be born up upon thy sides and dandles upon thy knees for as a woman comforteth her only son so will the Lord comfort Jerusalem in the sence whereof her Children shall rejoyce and their souls be right glad and flourish as an herb and their spirit shall praise and sing glory unto him who is Lord and King of Heaven and Earth who is worthy worthy of all glory praise and honour for ever and for ever more Amen saith my soul The thing which the Lord hath purposed must be accomplished in his season and the thing that he hath determined must be fulfilled in despite of all the powers of Darkness Oh that all thy babes and lambs may willingly wait thy appointed time oh Lord God almighty oh dear God keep all thy people retire in thy name that so what ever thou suffer to befall their bodies their souls may be safe bundeled up in the bundle of Life wrapped therein for ever more for a terrible day is like to be upon all flesh and who can be able to abide it Oh dear God increase the patience of thy People strengthen the faith of thy Chosen oh support the weak and uphold the little ones which cannot yet go alone oh that none of thy flock may faint nor grow weary oh that all thine might stand in the day of tryal and be kept in the hour of temptation and borne up under all sufferings that so in the end they may come forth as gold seven times refined in the fire that they may shine as stars in the firmament of thy power making mention of thy goodness graciousness and kindness oh Lord God Almighty declaring of thy mighty acts and sing of thy mercies and wonderful doings and glorifie magnifie honour and praise thee thou mighty everlasting powerful one who art from all Eternity to all Eternity whose Throne is established of old whose septer beareth sway in Righteousness whose Kingdom is Everlasting glory and halleluiah to thee in the highest for ever and for ever mo●e yea praises praises pure living praises every minute be rendered unto the Lord Almighty saith the soul of William Bennit OH arise arise thou holy righteous seed of the Covenant of life eternal Arise arise thy Light is come and the glory of thy God is risen upon thee Oh thou lovely one Nations shall come to thy light and Kings to the brightness of thy rising Ah thou beautiful one thy Sons shall come from far and thy Daughters from the ends of the Earth Arise arise thou beautiful one who art altogether lovely Oh how sweet is thy Love thou lovely one oh how excellent is thy Love thou choice one oh thy love thy love is more precious then Rubies more sweeter then hony oh thy love is better then wine Oh how hath thy love overcome the hearts of many and wone them unto thee oh thy love draws many after thee oh how doth thy love cause many to cast off all their other lovers to follow thee thou lovely one oh thou art become unto many souls who loveth thee thou lovely one even the chiefest of ten thousands whose eyes are opened to see thy beauty and to behold thy comeliness thou beautiful one oh thou art hid from the polluted neither can the unclean behold thy excellent beauty the Vulterous eye cannot perceive thy Comeliness nor they who hath eyes full of Adultery and cannot cease from sin and have hearts exercised with covetous practises and are gone a whoring after many Lovers oh from these thou art hid thou lovely one even as a garden inclosed as a spring shut up as a fountain sealed from them Oh arise thou choice one and let thy beauty appear unto those who yet hath not seen thy beauty and let them tast of thy love that so they may cast off all other Lovers and follow thee Cast of all and cleave unto thee with their whole hearts Oh arise arise thou beloved one and shine forth in thy excellent glory that even the Nations may be ravished with thy beauty and Kingdoms overcome with thy love and be drawn after thee that a blessing in thee they may obtain Oh arise and let thy fruitfulness appear thou p●ecious one and let joy and gladness fill thy heart thou lovely one for the days of thy rejoycing is come and coming and the days of thy mourning is fleeing away Oh thou beloved one thou hath been even as a woman fo●saken and grieved in spirit and few or none of the sons and daughters of Men hath looked upon thee with an eye of pitty Oh thou hath been as the Owle in the desart and as the alone sparrow upon the house top and as the alone quail in the stuble fields and as a Dove mourning alone without her Mat who hath set solitary alone as in the Wilderness and none among the sons of Men to comfo●t thee oh thou beloved one thou hath been like unto a man of sorrow and very deeply acquainted with grief often smitten often grieved often afflicted often wounded often pierced and oppressed even as a Cart that is pressed with sheaves and yet the sons and daughters of Men hath esteemed thee not although indeed thou patient one thou hath been wounded by their transgressions and grieved smitten and p●e●ced and bruised by their iniquities and hath born the weight of their sins and the burden of their Transgressions even while they like sheep have gone astray every one following his own way and feasting themselves as for a day of slaughter whiles thou hath been mourning because of the iniquity of the people eating and drinking and rising up to play whiles thou hath been weeping and groaning in secret because of the multitude of their transgressions who hath heaped sin upon sin and iniquity upon iniquity and hath loaded thee therewith which hath been as an impress of ten thousands upon thee thou tender one and unto thee they had no regard they took no notice of thy sorrow and burdens But oh thou beloved one thy God thy tender God who loveth thee with an Everlasting love took notice of thy sorrow and he saw