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A68256 The soules solace, or Thirtie and one spirituall emblems Jenner, Thomas, fl. 1631-1656. 1626 (1626) STC 14494; ESTC S105988 16,880 107

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as'twere by chance Others in downy beds their spirits expire Some 's vitall powers may be benumd retire To th' heare those are not dead for put a glasse Thus triall 's made against their mouth and face Breath being found thereon aliue they seeme If not them to be dead doe all men deeme Death seizeth on the body Not on soule That must liue aye death can it not controule But yet the soule is dead too spiritually When as vpon its face you shall apply Christs righteousnes but it like a dead stone Breaths not thereon That man is such a one In whome's noe spirituall life nor living grace For this Divines count life in the last place And this rule 's certaine If there shew no breath No truer signe can be of life or death Therefore though I be wounded like to die I am not dead yet for the whilst that I Breath at my Christ I liue and shall liue ever I'n ghoastly breath which shewes I shall die never Christ is the glasse thy sinnes doe cause the sound If breath of faith then life of grace is found M. F. 11 The sacrifice of the Masse THe Law Leviticall to know's much worth For that the offices of Christ sets forth And manifestly shewes the Papists Masse A needlesse Ceremonie euer was For why They offer Christ continually Which you shall see confuted presently The Preist was one who onely was to enter Into the holy place none else might venter Where for the people he did sacrifice And they without God worshipt otherwise But might not make an offering that alone Concern'd the Priest that in to God was gone When all was done within and he come out He streight in peace dismissed all the rout Thus Christ our high Preist enter'd is within Holy of holiest offering there for sinne His merrits with an incense doth afford Sweete smellings in the nostrills of the Lord. The world 's the outward court where we remaine Whose duties are to prayse and laude Gods name Not doe the Sacrificing worke at all For Christ that same performed once for all And when himselfe He offerd vp that day All sacrifices else tooke end for aye Leaue off then Masse and such like trumperies Vnlesse Christs offring will not you suffice Who as he is that one so he 's the best Yea to this end is entr'd in that rest While Nadab and Abihu brought strange fire God cut them off in his provoked ire Then feare ye Papists while you are at Masse You be not slayne for God is as he was M. D. 12. A remedy against spirituall pride THe grasse hearbs to looke on cheares the sight So doe the flowers and fruits t is mans delight He takes great comfort and can glory much To see them greene and sprout his joy is such He thinks one well could liue by these But when He veiwes the sunne the case is alterd then For though he gaze vpon them nought he spies That seemeth pleasant or can glad his eyes Cause now a while he 's blinded though he tooke That great delight before on them to looke This is the cause why Christians are so proud Of their transcendent grace God hath bestowd For they themselues doe with themselues compare And many times with those that weaker are And see not how farre they of him come short Who knew noe guile and had in sinne no part When one shall wisely see what God desires What himselfe wants and what the Law requires Hee 's strucken blind who did before behold Such graces in himselfe he grew so bold To vaunt of them This rule to make thee humble be sure thou take and then thou shalt not stumble Vpon the Rock of thine owne haughty mind If thou 'lt see what thou wantest and what 's behind M. B. 13. Some time spent in holy duties hinder not a mans perticular calling THe Swayne that with the sweating of his browes Food to himselfe and family allowes Who Digs and Delues and mowes the Corne and Grasse And will no precious time in vaine let passe Yet whets his sythe and time to make it keene Spends daily much for thereby it is seene He cuts the Corne more smoother and a pace And rids more worke And counts it no disgrace Ost so to doe and that way further gaines Then if he vs'd in cutting greater paines So knowes the true Nathaniell Israelite By taking paines in good things his delight He looseth not by that but double gets First comfort to his soule and yet not lets His owne peculiar calling That day more He speeds then worldlings doe with labour sorr And I for my perticular can say I gaine more then Then any other day The Lords Commandement was to Israell When they did come in Canaan land to dwell All their male Children thrice should in the yeare Before the Lord of Lords goe vpt ' appeare And while they so would worship oft The land None should assay to get from out their hand But each thing prosper and succesfull proue And all occurrents turne to their behooue On Christian practises whet oft thy sythe And take 't for certaine thou and thine shall thriue M. D. 14. The way to please God in all our actions THat Archer will not ayme with both his eyes Which shooteth in a game to winn a prize But lookes with one eye narrowly to hit That pinn or marke he shootes at in the white So he that God will please serue and obey That eye must shut that vseth to survey Honours or prayse of men or worldly pelf And thus he good may purchase to himselfe Good things then for themselues must freely follow Or else Gods name aright thou canst not hallow If I should seeke to please men saith S. Paul Then were I not Gods Minister at all Who doth an heart and heart with hate detest The single eye and simple heart are best While men doe seeke the loue of men to gaine They saile of that and loose the Lord the maine The Lord with him Corrivall will haue noue But who alone Him loues is blest alone O let my heart be in thy statutes sound That shame may not my soule or face confound The Lord all creatures for mans vse did make But for himselfe vouch safed man to take Sith so 's Gods minde let man to God surrender Himselfe and leaving all God only tender And when these two shall meet My profit ease Gods glory will Let this downe to their pease The while Gods glory mans selfe th' eye shut quite Disclaimst thy selfe in all Thou 'st hit the white M. S. 15. The cause why wicked men die either suddenly sullenly or desperately THe Parents to their Children wont each night To deale out some convenient jnch of light That seemelier they might to their rest resort Who fall parchance to wrangle or to sport And so their peece of candle vainly wast Which being out themselues in bed they cast They know not how one runns in at the feete Another hawles
the cause some runne not out so farre In all excesse of lewdnes and doe spare To medle with grosse sinnes their confidence smites them And feare of hell within their hearts affright's them That they by no meanes dare become fo grosse T' is not for loue to good or doubt to lose Vertue Ne flesh and spirit in them striving But will and Conscience one the other driving The Will pursues what 's wickednes amaine The Conscience prickt repells it backe againe The Righteous sinns not cause he feareth God The Wicked sinns not Why He feares the Rod. Good Ioseph saith shall I commit this thing And so offend my God by trespassing Yea wicked Balaam cryed I cannot goe Beyond Gods word to doe or lesse or moe And why Because he knowes Gods Angell stands To smite him through nor can he scape his hands When Balack said what hast thou done to me I cald thee not to blesse mine enemie Balam makes answere Must I not take heedo To speake but what the Lord hath sure decreede The Dogge desires the praie but dreads the Wan Gods Iudgements driues from sinne the Wicked man M. F. 25. The right carriage of a Christian in his calling THe little Children are the parents pleasure And fitly may be cal'd their parents treasure Who please sometimes to send them to and fro 'T is their delight to see how they can goe If to his Child one say Sirrah goe gather Those Chips that yonder lie and bring them hither He s●reight way goes and seekes his lap to fill Not earing for them t' is his fathers will That he should gather them If any fall Out of his lap he vexeth not at all Nor lets he downe and cryes But what he tooke Vnto his father beares with chearefull looke What 's Wealth but Chips So should they be esteem'd Nay worse then so meere drosse in scripture deem'd And what 's our calling but the Lords command That not in Idlenes our dayes should stand If th' one be Chips and t'other to obey The Lords Command is done you well may say They are but worldlings who no other heart Doe labour for saue to get vp a part Of gayne and profit Wealth must not be sought For 't selfe nor for himselfe a man keepe ought And if perchance thou should'st great losses haue Thou must not greiue because thou could'st not saue Thy state from such disasters and more pine Then if thou had'st lost heaven and grace Divine And let thy dayes on earth vnchearesull be That crosses doe or losses follow thee Make not thy Gold thy God thy Calling more Then to fulfill Gods will and keepe His Lore And what thou hast be thou content to carry Vnto thy graue with joy craue not to tarry For wealth and pelfe of God there 's none respected For these but with these many are reiccted The poore mans poore cstare with grace is more Then rich mens rich comport and heaped store Children for losse of Chips repine not then Droope not for losse of outward things being men M. D. 26. The danger of wicked men abiding in the Church FAyre walkes and gardens richly deckt with flowers And beautified with pavements with bowers Rich men and Nobles for these pleasures care To keepe which seemely they no cost will spare And for that purpose Gardeners doe provide To see to them at every time and tide Which Gardener daily doth with industry Trim Prune and Dresse it and if he espie A Weede or Cockle with his ready hand He rootes it out It shall no longer stand The Owner of his Church and bower's the Lord Who doth at every turne and time afford A prying eye and narrow search to see If in his Garden weeds or thistles be These with his Hooke of Instice roots he out And will not let them there to grow and sprout See this thou Hypocrite that will not part With sinne but lou'st and hid'st it in thy heart Goe liue with Turkes and Heathens from the pale Of Christian people Else God will not faile Thee to cut vp and cast out for saith He I 'le honour'd be by those draw neere to me Thy sinne is double who dost beare a part In grosse transgressions yet liu'st in the heart And bosome of Gods Church Pagans offend Against one Law but thy sinne doth extend To breach of two Of grace and natures light Which in these dayes in Gods church shineth bright That light they haue without excuse shall leaue them Which thing the Iewes worse made and did deceiue them So that Gomorrah's state and sodomes land In day of Iudgement easter shall stand Then theirs and why Because to them Christ gaue Farre greater meanes then those their soules to saue As Gardeners suffer Weeds in feilds to grow Because on them they never paines bestow So heathen lands the wicked Rout may nourish But where Gods Gospell is they must not flourish M. T. 27. The New Creation A Musick Instrument though fitting strings Apt peggs and frets it hath and other things Which Instruments require Yet t' is rejected If 't bee but out of tune 's not once respected Of skilfull Masters being still the same With all the Ornaments that they can name As other Instruments which sweetly play Only that it 's not tun'd t' is naught they say Away with t. Would you know the reason why It 's out of tune 't will make noe melodie But being scrude and tun'd and new amended It soundeth pleasingly and is commended So every man that 's borne is a full creature Fraught with all humane faculties as feature And parts of body and soules powers as mind Will Conscience Memory hee 's nought behind The perfect'st Christian What can be desir'd There 's all in him that is in man requir'd Yet yeilds he not to God a pleasant sound Because he is not a new creature found But when Gods minister shall these vp screw And so doth tune and make this creature new He streight resounds Spirituall melody And in Gods eares giues heavenly harmony The Bones Ezechiell saw both dead and dry Became of vse when he did Prophesie Thou nothing art whilst thou art but meere nature Stocks Stones Beasts each one of them 's a creature And thou no more But wilt thou better be Let Gods word new transforme and fashion thee As Instruments vnlesse in tune are slighted So men except new made ne're God delighted M. D. 28. The foolishnes of Transubstantiation THe Bush that hangs at Tavern dore doth shew That there is Wine within This all men know Wee 'de count him madd who le run to that and thinke He can there-out sufficient liquour drinke And will be sucking at the Bush when true It is that hangeth there vnto the veine view Of all men passing by but to declare Vendible Wines within that house there are Such mad men Papists are which verefie That in a little Wafer hid doth lye Christs very flash While th' elements there be Hung out to Commers