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Joseph reviv'd, or, The twelve last chapters of Genesis metaphrazed containing the life & death of holy Joseph / by George Lesly ...
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Lesly, George, d. 1701.
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conclude that we are Spies Tush this is nothing every man will say As much if so by that he cleared may Be but if you give not a better reason Of your down coming I will swear there 's Treason Intended Then we 're twelve reply'd the other Brethren of whom you see ten and another At home his Fathers joy and one is not Ha now that you be Spies I surely wot And so for all your words I shall you prove If you bring not to me your Fathers Love Choose out among you one and for him send Till then our Controversie cannot end Nor you be clear if you do not I swear By Pharaoh's Life that you vile Vagrants are Go bring the Lad his Face when I do see I 'le say all 's true that ye have said to me Resolve this Prison must be your abode Till all agree this do live I fear God If ye be true men then let one of you Be bound in Prison where you all are now And let the rest take Corn that may supply Your wants at home lest they for hunger die In this great Famine only bring the Boy It 's truth I seek to prove not to destroy Your lives to which they'gree and say t' each other We guilty are concerning our dear Brother Who to his anguish't Soul so hard'ned were That when he pray'd his plaint we would not hear For which in Justice our Almighty God Doth lay on us this his afflicting Rod. Then Reuben unto them reply'd and said Did I not tell you so when fast you laid Your hands upon the Boy but did no good Therefore of us required is his blood This they among themselves in Hebrew spake Thinking that Joseph could no notice take For seeing one who as his part requir'd Interpreted what they of him desir'd And unto them what his Lords answer was They spake their minds aloud about the cause Of their distresses which when Egypt's Lord Had heard he turn'd from them without a word His sympathizing Soul swell'd so high That he must either quickly burst or cry See where Gods Spirit dwells no hatred lives He turns again communes in heart forgives Their ancient Crime yet seemingly unkind He from them Simeon takes and him doth bind And then commands his Servants for to fill Their Sacks with Corn not leaving off until They said they had enough the money he Bids put into their Sacks mouths most secretly Provision for their way bids also take Saying here 's enough I would not have you lack Nor yet diminish ought that ye have bought It 's pity you should come so far for naught Their Asses now when they all loaded had From Egypt soon they their departure made Travelling hard till it was time to bait Their Asses and themselves had need to eat Their Dinner over Beasts now to be proven'd One his Sack opens and cryes out I 'm cosen'd Did you not all see me my money pay And yet 't is here in my Sacks mouth this day This quickly made their joyful Faces lowr And curse the day and the unhappy hour When they their Brother sold It surely is For vengence said they that our God doth this Up and let 's load again till we our place In Canaan see and our old Fathers face That from his wise and long experience May gather'd be what can proceed from hence Now they 're returned home and do relate To Jacob how the Steward did them hate All which we might well by his car'age gather But Ah! said they this was not all dear Father For he would not convinced be but we Must needs be spies come Egypt for to see And though we spoke the truth all this he urg'd May come from Subt'le Rogues and so be forg'd But if you will prove true said he leave one Till ye have brought me Jacob's little Son This we were forc'd to do Simeon is there And must till Ben our Brother doth repair Thither with us when we go next to buy Whose sight will work poor Sim's delivery And our free Traffick throughout all the Land Of this we have the Rulers Word and Hand But pray let 's see your Corn if it be right Said Jacob sure your Money was full weight You shall Dear Father bring the Asses nigh That we may empty't in the Granary Lift up this Sack 't is of unusual weight Pray God there be not here another slight Look here 's my Money mine and mine and mine And all of ours as sure as thou had'st thine At this Adventure all of them are sad Saying what shall we do our case is bad But most of all old Jacob whose gray Head Shakes with a Palsie and falls down half dead Wringing his feeble hands his sighs declare What his sad thoughts of this Adventure were They 'll count you Thieves said he O how I grieve Moreover now who can my Son relieve Of Joseph and of Simeon I 'm bereav'd And now poor Ben. is also from me crav'd But hold before this his request I 'le grant Simeon I 'le lose and die my self of want Not so Dear Father said the eldest Son Your will in all things else I will have done But he must go whom if I bring not back Then here I leave two Sons them you shall take And slay Dear Sir the charge lay upon me A good event I hope you 'll quickly see Son hold thy peace my darling being dead Would you his Brother also from me lead No he must not go down for if he do My dayes are done and I must leave you too That sorrow my gray hairs will bring to grave Leave off this suit and any thing else crave I will it grant As greatest Stocks that always are impair'd Without supply diminish so it far'd With Jacob and his Sons who now begin To feel their flesh for want waste and their skin A withered complexion put on While through the same they might discern the bone The very last of their Egyptian store Eat up the old man called out once more Unto his Sons and said Go down again To Egypt and bring Simeon with our grain Whence Judah took occasion to express Himself at large about the business In hand The man said he made protestation That neither we nor any other Nation Should any thing receive or see his face Unless that Ben. came down in Simeon's place If thou wilt send our Brother then we may Go down and buy more food else cease I pray We dare not Unto which he did reply Why was ye so unwise as to descry My Boy or give him such a strict account Of me and to what number mine did mount It was not in our power that to conceal Said they the man was strict and made us deal Thus plainly for he said Have you a Father Alive or Brother nay or Brethren rather This made us speak the Truth but never thought That he would say let Benjamin be brought Or that he would have proved so unkind As
Brethren and a Present makes To Pharaoh who did instantly enquire What is your Trade or what will you desire We 're Shepherds and Sojourners in this Land Whose greatest errand is to kiss thy hand The next to see our Brother and have place Our Flocks to feed in Canaan there 's no grass The piercing Drought so scorched hath the land That there is nothing to be seen but Sand If therefore we shall of thee favour find Grant's Goshen Pastures and for this we 'll bind Our selves to be thy Subjects and our Seed Of thee and thine shall stand in Kingly dread Then Pharaoh unto Joseph did reply Since they 'r come down what will I them deny My Crown but spare and ask what e'r they please I 'le give all things conducing to their ease My Land 's before them as for their request In Goshen for them Dwellings make in haste And for a greater proof of love to thee Choose out among them some will active be And put my Cattel all into their hands Their hire from me let it be Gold and Lands But pray thee Joseph where 's thy aged Sire His face to see I have a great desire Greatest of Kings you shall lo here he is This said old Israel doth great Pharaoh bless Saying my Lord the King of Kings protect Your Sacred Person and since you respect Me and my Sons I 'le never cease to pray For you with hands to Heav'n lift night and day My thanks said Pharaoh now I must be bold To ask one question I would know how old Thou art Good Jacob soon this answer made An hundred thirty summers I have had As many winters have I also been In pilgrimage unsettled I mean Yet few and evil if you 'l deign to look Upon a Line in this my Table-book Where is inserted faithful Abrahams age An hundred and seventy five his stage Completes my father Isaac liv'd five more Though all this time their grievances were sore This said the old man looking round about Blesseth the King takes leave and walketh out Now come said he Son since you know I have Your Kings good will a fitting place I crave Where I and all my Children safe may be From all Sedition and Conspiracy Then Joseph beckn'd to his Sire and said Rameses is the best that can be had There take possession this my Lord commands These are your Writings signed with our hands The famine's great yet Joseph wills that he Since come to Egypt have no scarcity Of bread tho'in Canaan'd Egypt there was want In so much that the most began to faint For hunger but that Egypts Nursing Father Its currant money into stores did gather And such as from Canaan was brought to buy Corn he doth put into th'Treasury Now Egypts money doth begin to waste Which made the Natives run to him in haste And say Sir you must grant us fresh supply Of bread and corn or else for want we die There 's none but you can grant us any aid Who answered You 've got as much as paid But this my counsel is which if you take To bring your cattel you will not be slack And them for corn and bread exchange with me What profit they if you of famine die The hunger-starv'd Egyptians at this Do much rejoyce yea and with blessing bless The Ruler and with chearful hearts do bring Their Horses Cattel Flocks and every thing Except their Land all 's laid at Josephs feet Who willingly receiv'd and gave them meat Poor creatures they had good cause to fear For this provision ended with that year Was but the sixth since that great want began When it was ended they to Joseph ran Again for more lay'ng out their wretched case And saying to him We must die alass Our Money gone our Cattel you did crave We brought them now our Land is all we have Come buy this also let 's not starved be And we our selves will serve our King and thee Let us have Seed that we again may try Whether our Land as yet will fructifie At this his tender heart is fill'd with grief And eyes with tears which way for their relief Procures for he to Pharaoh makes it o're Making him Landlord who was King before Their ancient Livings he bids them forsake And for the future other Dwellings take For which they should to Pharaoh Egypts King As to the owner yearly Rent in bring But to the Priests there was more kindness show'n Who parted with no Land that was their own For they on that which was to them allow'd Liv'd all that while as when the Land was plow'd Then Joseph said Behold I have you bought Your Land and all I 'm sure there is not ought Which is not Pharaohs wherefore take you Seed And sow in haste I know you will not need To fear the Famine this is the last year Of Egypt's drought you know hath cost you dear It s former increase you again shall have Of which a Fifth Part I will yearly crave For Pharaoh's use the Four that is behind Dispose of that according to your mind For Seed for Food for you and for your Store Fear not it will be fruitful as before With bowed heads and chearful countenance They thus reply Since we our sustenance These barren years had from our Lord and thee Be gracious to us we your Servants be It is enough we live to serve our King What he commands that will we to him bring Only the Priests did this great Tax escape For all they sow'd all to themselves they reap Behold the kindness of an Heathen King To those who did but hellish Sophismes sing Yet all this while Joseph hath not forgot To settle on Jacob the most happy Lot In all the Land of Goshen where he might Dwell happily and have thereof full right Now that Gods Promise might fulfilled be He multiplies and grows exceedingly When he in Egypt 17 years had been Most prosperous and his Sons glory seen Of Age a 147 then he Prepares himself Deaths Captive for to be For calling Joseph's Father and his Child And looking with a countenance most mild Dear Son said he Age makes me now believe That I must Egypt and my Children leave This heard the Ruler's heart is fill'd with grief And Eyes with tears No Son there 's no relief Said Jacob Seventeen years I 've liv'd in thee Now 't is enough my God I must go see Yet while I live one thing I must implore Grant it my Child as thou hast done much more Which is when dead that then in Canaan I May buried be and with my Fathers lie This granted he commâ—â—ds him for to swear That he his Corps to Macpelah will bear And then in token of his thankfulness He leans on 's Bed and doth his Maker bless Sad tidings soon sounds in the Rulers ear After 's departure that his Father dear Was ill at ease and willed him in haste To pay 'm a Visit e'r his life was