vext Me with disquiet and my soul perplext That bruitish lust that dwells in me I fear Least it prevail against me and me bear Away from that subjection to thee due And cause me with much sorrow it to rue I am indeed nolluted and ore-spread As with a leprosie from heel to head Diseas'd within and full of sores without I am more vile than any menstruous clout Have need to be renew'd made white and clean And yet when all is done I am too mean To be so honoured by thee and exalted In every thing I 'm worthy to be faulted Worthy to be disdained and rejected Unworthy utterly to be respected By thy so glorious eye that puter is Then to behold and like iniquities Shouldst thou then treat me like some royal Qâ—een As if for thy consort I bred had been Oh 't is a dignity above me far I fitter am that thou shouldst me debart From coming near thee medling wih thy Name Least I pollute it and expose 't to shame As too much I have done already Oh I dont deserve to be respected so But if thy pleasure be me so to love Well mayst thou take such course as 't doth behove Tha thou may'st fit me for such dignity As thou confer'st and for thy company Which thon vouchsafest of thy wondrous grace To me who am of pedegree but base It is but meet that thou shouldst make we white And cleane that thou in me may'st take delight That thou should'st cure those sores and ulcers great Which make me ugly and for thee unmeet Yea and its wondrous grace that thou wilt take Such pains with me me whole and clean to make Oh what am I that thou should'st stoop so low To do such offices such love to show Thou rather might'st throw me out of thy sight Than so to make me meet for thy delight Who meeter am that thou should'st make me dwell Among that cursed crue that be in hell It s meet also that there a time should be For purifying before unto thee Thou dost receive me with thee to remain In those high Mansions where thou and thine reign It needful is that thou me separate From all those Idols which thy Soul doth hate And that thou should'st purge out my dtoss although A fire thou make and me into it throw I 'm thine and meet it is that thou should'st do What ever is thy pleasure Lord even so Be it as thou dost please thou art so just So kind and careful that I well may trust My soule and body with thee and yield up To take out of thy hands what ever cup Thou seest it meet to temper and to give In cleaving to thee I shall surely live Thou who hast loved me and done such things As everlasting consolation brings And gives good hope through grace wilt doubtless do Nothing unto me which may cause my woe Do with me as thou wilt for I am thine And thee to love I doe my heart incline Through thy good grace do thou incline it more Making it chast to thee thee to adore For I can nothing do that may thee serve Delight or honour as thou dost deserve I 'm thine Lord save me and me sanctify Unite my heart to thee continually Unto thee evermore make me adhaere That I thy holy Name may love and fear May lean upon thine arm thy Spirit mind So as I may his help at all times find Through thee I any thing may do 〈◊〉 But in my self have only cause of 〈◊〉 No fears shall 〈…〉 pleasures me 〈◊〉 If thou dost hold me and 〈…〉 And cure It s meeâ— I 〈◊〉 thee and I Desire I may my self thereto apply My Cross up taking 〈◊〉 Dear 〈…〉 How thrald I am furthe then thou 〈…〉 How I the least good thing 〈◊〉 not perform Nor stand upright against the mild â—â—â—storm Of troule that untâ—â— my lot may fall I need that thou should'st be my ALL in ALL. I 'm poor and blind naked and wreteched and My heart 's dece 〈◊〉 will not to thee stand Unless thou me 〈◊〉 and keepest so In thy strong 〈◊〉 as not to let me go Unless thou purge out my hypocrisy Make me sincere give me a single eye Unless thou be my strength my goodness and Dost hold me to thee by thy mighty hand But seeing thou appointed art dear Lord To look to and thy saving help afford To those that come to thee and on thee trust And thou art loving faithful kind and just And all-sufficient for me I resign My self unto thee I am wholly thine Thou wiser art than I thou knowest best What to my good pertainâ— and thou art blest Dear Lord thy will be done in every thing Take thine own course me unto thee to bring Only do not me in thy wrath chastise But let my soul find favour in thine eyes Yea thou so good art and so gracious too That thou all things wilt for my profit do Oh cause thy face upon my soul to shine And my heart unto thee allways incline Oh kiss me with the kisses of thy mouth Oh bliss me with the blessings of thy truth Inspire my heart with thy good spirit and breath The breath of life into me things beneath Cause me for to despise the things above To seek and to affect and thee to love Let me thy love tast better 't is than wine It s full of comfort courage life divine 'T will chear the hearâ— 't will make the lips of chose Who tast it talkative free to disclose Thy heavenly vertues let me thereof tast Forgiving all my mis-demeanours past My undue loves which unto other things And persons I have born which to me brings Both grief and fear when thereupon I think Least they should make me in thy nostrils stinâ—â— And cause thee to abhor me oh forgive All forepast follies and that I may live Let me injoy thy loves and tast how sweet And ravishing they be oh let me meet With them with them be filled that I may In thee delight my self and on thee stay And fix my soul no other pleasures so Affecting as from thine to them to go Thine ointments wherewith thou anointed art And unto those that love thee dost impart Most odoriferous are oh they do smell Unto the upright hearted wondrous well Let me them find and smell thy precious Name An ointment poured forth is that good fame And great renown thou hast oh 't is most sweet And spread abroad that we with it may meet And therefore thee the Virgins Chast do love Thy Name their hearts desires to thee doth move Oh make me know it and its sweetness find That it may draw me with a single mind Unto thee Draw me Draw me we will run After thee though I somewhat have begun Towards thee to incline my mind doth stick Yet to my Idols so as t is not quick Enough towards thee oh let that sweet sent Of thy good ointments thy Name excellent More strongly draw me oh
I am too slack In seeking thee yea woe is me I 〈◊〉 From thee have run apace since I begun To move toward thee I 'm too apt to run Toward my Idols in the ways of sin Yea Lord thou know'st how since I did begin To court thy favour I have run apace In wicked ways wherein had not thy grace And mercy me prevented I had been Or'e thrown forever this day never seen But oh my pace toward thee is so dulâ— That need I have that after thee thou pull My sluggish Soul oh bring thou me into Thy Chambers of defence and delight so As in thy love I such delight may take As never thee any more to forsake Let me be so inclosed as with walls Of sure defence that whatsoe're befalls I never may again from thee withdraw But allways may thee fear and stand in aw Least I offend thee oh that I to thee May swiftly run with all that upright be And in thy Chamber may with them abide Where thou dost all that love thee safely hide Wee 'll then be glad in Thee and much rejoyce Oh King wee 'l sing thy praise with chearful voice Wee 'l think upon thy loves which do excel The choisest Wine Oh we remember well The sweetness of its tast who be upright They do thy person love in thee delight Not in themselves their parts their gifts nor yet Those pleasures only that from thee they get Like to the Concubines which love to be Delighted with thy loves courted by thee But thee and thy concerns do slight neglect To seek thy glory don't thy name respect Sincerely but make thou me upright so As my heart wholly after thee may go Oh thou whom my soul in some measure loves Do thou me show what me to know behoves Tell thou me where thou feed'st thy flock and make Me go upright Let me not thee forsake With sinners in their dainties to perâ—ke Let me not turn aside from thee to go After the flocks of thy companions who Lift up themselves into equallity Of power or worth unto thy Majesty But shew me thy good ways and make me see The thing that is acceptable to thee Stay me with flagons of thy love and let Me of thy apples too the comforts get For I desire thy love oh do thou show it And cause thou me more clearly yet to know it Under my head put thou thy left hand and Therewith support me and let thy right hand Embrace my soul and keep me safe untill I have fulfil'd my course perform'd thy will And oh that then thou wouldst make hast unto My soul and be thou swifter than a Roe That so our union may compleated be And I may full fruition have of thee Make hast oh my beloved like a Roe Or a young Hart that on the Mountains go That leap upon the Mountains and o're Hills Come skipping Thou art he alone that fills The souls of those that love thee with delight And mak'st them fully happy in the sight Of thy most glorious person do not tarry Help me to hast to thee then hast to marry Me to thy self that I with thee may dwell Who dost in all excellencies excell And in the mean time make me chast and true Unto thee what opposes thee subdue Working my works in and for me yea al Thine own good pleasure whereto thou dost call And counsel me the work of faith with power That I may persevere unto the hour And in the hour of death till unto thee Thou tak'st me up in joys for aâ—e to be I leave my self to thee oh do thou what Is good for me Chr. I will so fear not that Amen HALLELUJAH FINIS A Song of Loves Lord grant that in a right renewed mind I may such love to thee and thy things find As to say of and to thee this behind 1. I Am my well beloveds My well-beloved's mine He is a person lovely Excellent and divine 2. For he is the Immanuel Both God and man in one The Mighty God the wonderful And like him there is none 3. His excellence surpasseth What one may it declare Or who among the mighty May with this one compare 4. Oh all ye that in love are Your lovers who commend Is any of them able To match with this my friend 5. Hath any of them ever So great things for you wrought Or is there any of them Hath you so dearly bought 6. Is any of them so high Either in Rank or birth No there is none so glorious Either in Heaven or Earth 7. Ther 's none of them is so great There 's none of them can do So great things and so wonderful Or can inrich you so 8. As this my Lord and Saviour Can and will do for me If I be upright with him And do not from him flee 9. Ye that in Kings and Princes And mighty Potentates Do make your boasts come tell me Hath he there any mates 10. Can any of them match him Nay they are all below The greatest of those great ones Their service to him owe. 11. They 'r short in understanding Their pow'r also is less Their rule extends not so far Nor yet their happiness 12. They are but men as others Their lives are but mortal Their breaths must pass out of them And then they perish all 13. But this my Lord and Lover Doth live for evermore His understanding's perfect All creatures him adore 14. Nothing for him too hard is For he can all things do Nothing from his eyes hid is For he all things doth know 15. He ruleth over all things Both in the seat and land Yea and all things In heaven be Subject to his command 16. He heir of Heav'n and earth is He is lord of all glory His brith's above all creatures There 's none can match his story 17. His excellence excels all That 's either hard or seen One half of what 's true of him Never declar'd hath been 18. Go glory of your Princes And Benefactors great Tell of their great majesty Their royal train and seat 19. I none of them shall envy This one 's mcuh better far Whom my soul hath desire to They can't with him compare 20. He hath far greater glory Than any one of them Though yet he is so lovely That none he doth contemn 21. Though they be poor and little If unto him they flee He none of them disdaineth But they accepted be 22. Those whom ye use to boast of Be proud and lofty too And oft in words and carriage Great haughtiness they show 23. Though they be far below him Who my beloved is And like to meaner persons He them reâ—roves I wiss 24. For in his hands they all are To do with as he please And he can make or break them Or change their state with ease 25. Oh there is none so lovely As this Beloved one In pitty love and goodness Like to him there is none 26. He higher than the Heavens is Or
That thou mayst me imbracing Thy loves to me impart 85. And all the night of darkness Mayst lodge within my brest And I in thy imbraces May find sweet peace and rest 86. Oh make me subject to thee That thou mayst be above Uniting me unto thee And fill me with thy love 87. And let my loving-kindness Such love again beget That I my heart and bowels May open to thee set 88. And thou thy Word put in me As an immortal seed Fil'd with that Life and Spirit Which doth from thee proceed 89. That thou mayst make me fruitful With fruits of righteousness An of-spring which thine Image May livelily express 90. That thou thy pleasure in me Subject to thee mayst take And I have pleasures in thee Which may me chearful make 91. Oh make thou me so lovely That thou mayst count me meet For such communion with thee As is so pure and sweet 92. That chaste I may be to thee And content in thee find That none else I may look to Or covet in my mind 93. May never go a whoring From under thee my Lord But may be fully pleased With what thou dost afford 94. Nor only let me love thee Like to some Concubine So as for pleasures only Me to thee to incline 95. But as a Spouse and chaste one Though thou shouldst them withhold Yet I may love thy person And vertues manifold 96. And thine affaires take care of As things that are mine own And faithfully observe what Thou shalt to me make known 97. Leaving it to thy wisdom Those pleasures to impart Which cannot but be pleasing And satisfie my heart 98. But let me not love pleasures So as if thou delay Thine to impart unto me I should to others stray 99. But make me ever willing To stay and waite for thee Who when thou seest it fitting Will thine impart to me 100. Thou art the only worthy To be lov'd and obey'd Oh that my heart upon thee More fixed were and stay'd 101. Oh sanctifie me to thee And my soul purifie Bless rods and mercies to me That I to sin may dye 102. And unto all that from thee Would steal my heart away That I may live unto thee In what I do and say 103. Thou art the lovely portion Riches and honour dwell In thee with whatsoever Delights and doth excel 104. Oh were my heart reduced To that simplicity That I might chuse and love thee And cleave to thee only 105. I would not change my lot there For any of the heigths Of highest greatest persons My earnest groans and sighs 106. Shall reather be through suff'rings To have thy company Then live else where without thee In greatest jollity 107. With all the greatest fulness This World to them affords Who live in its embracements As high and mighty Lords 108. Yet thou hast room for them too In thy high palaces Oh make thou them acquainted With thy sweet embraces 109. Oh make them see how empty All things without thee are That they may flock unto thee Seeing thee only fair 110. All honour be unto thee Thou only worthy one For it is due unto thee And unto thee alone 111. In oneness with the Father And with the holy Spirit Thou worthy art all blessing For ever to inherit 112. To thee it 's my desire To leave my self and all I am with whatsoever I through thy gift mine call 113. Lord pardon my abuses Of thy great love to me And make my soul both upright And constant unto thee 114. So that thy blessing ever May on my soul remain And cleanse me so as that thou Mayst not my work disdain 115. Purge out what doth offend thee And make me white and pure That thou mayst ever own me And I be ever sure 116. Of thy love and thy favour Which life doth far excel And in thine heavenly mansions May with thee ever dwell Amen and Amen FINIS A Posie Improved UPON THE POSIE of a RING Love Love Love EPAVCIS MVLTA I. AMongst the pretty Poseys I have seen Which either friends or lovers have invented I have on none to discant tempted been Nor hath any my fancy more contented If rightly 't be apply'd then this above This one word thrice repeated Love Love Love II. What man it was who did the same invent From whom or unto whom the token came Whether some Love to his Love it sent Or for what other cause some did it frame It matters not nor what they did thereby Intend unto their friend to signifie III. Perhaps some young man who his Mistress loved Or else some Mistress who did love her Friend And want of love again or fear'd or proved In them they loved did this token send Their love to quicken and their constancy To them the better to provoke hereby IV. Like as some person who while he assays To do or reach for something and doth fall Into some danger whence he cannot raise Or save himself most earnestly doth call Help Help Help tripling it vehemently As like to suffer greatly else thereby V. So possibly some lover while he sought The pleasing object of his love to gain Being into some doubt or question brought Thereof or meeting with slights or disdain Might in his earnestness cry as above As one else like to perish Love Love Love VI. Perhaps some wanton who had lust mistook For love seeking his lust to satisfie Might send it to his Harlot to provoke Her fond affection unto him thereby Exhorting her to love love love again That oft his will with her he might obtain VII Perhaps some person who had lov'd too much Some other person and loves flames had felt Sadly to scorch him when they did him touch His folly wailing on this subject dwelt As crying out upon a thing so hot Whence He much heart smart and much hurt had got VIII That carnal love I mean wherein the creature Is made the object of a blind affection Doteing upon its beauty parts or feature Which when it meets with slighting and rejection As oft it s foolishly misplac't on what Either's unlawful or repays with hate IX Brings forth instead of pleasure doleful grief Stinging the soul with fears and sad despairs Distractions jealousies without relief And many fruitless dumps and waking cares Causing such one out of this love to cry Bewailing thus his fortune bitterly X. Love Love Love thou art a most cruel thing When fixt on some disdainful one thou' rt found Thy sweets are bitter thou leav'st many a sting Infusest venom and the heart dost wound Oh had thy fond deceits my soul ne'r tainted Oh had I with thy force ne'r been acquainted XI Love Love Love that fond thing which men so call Woe worth the time I did thee intertain Expecting sweetness where I meet with gall And pleasures where I nothing find but pain Unhappy soul that longedst after fruit That may not be obtained by any suit XII Would I had hardned against thee my heart
THE DIVINE WOOER OR A POEM Setting forth The Love and Loveliness of the LORD JESVS and his great desire of our welfare and happiness and propounding many Arguments full of weight and power to persuade Souls to the faith and obedience of him and Answering divers Objections that are made there-against and that hinder many there-from Composed by J. H. a servant of God in the glorious Gospel of his well beloved Son Psal 45.1 My heart herein a good thing doth indite The things pertain to Christ which here I write A ready writer's pen may my tongue prove Imprinting on the Readers heart Christ's love Psal 34.8 11. O taste and see how good 's the Lord and just O happy man that maketh him his trust Come children unto me give heed I 'll teach You how to fear the Lord his grace I preach Quis leget haec Persius Omne tulit punctum qui miscuit utile dulci Horat. A verse may find him who a Sermon flies And turn delight inâ—â— a sacrifice Herbert LONDON Printed for R. Taylor and T. Sawbridge and are to be Sold in Little-Brittane 1673. THE DEDICATION LOrd I would dedicate this work to Thee For its materials are mainly thine And those endowments too thou gav'st to me Through exercise whereof it became mine But yet that exercise of mine 's so short Of what ought t' have been that thou mayst abhor't II. I do confess that unto Thee I owe My self and all that I am or can do For all that 's good in me Thou did bestow And in my wants it is to Thee I go Therefore 't is meet that I devote to Thee My self my works and all that is in me III. But I 'm a very sinful dirty thing So much defil'd in heart mind head and hand That I no offring meet for Thee can bring Nought that before Thee thou mayst bear to stand If Thou do'st look upon it with pure eye And mark its many swervings narrowly IV. O wash me in the fountain of that blood Which thy most blessed Son for me hath shed Renew me with thy grace that can make good And clean both heart and mind both hand and head Then shall I better offrings bring to Thee Than either I or this my work now be V. The spring whence flowed out those streams which here Together gathered I have by study Is with what flows therefrom both pure and clear But ah the channel they ran through is muddy Thy words are all most pure but in my mind While they received are there dirt they find VI. Mistakes and earthiness carnal desires And selfish ends therein so frequent are That what results therefrom greatly bemires The heav'nly liquor and it almost marres Yet Lord let not thy wine be thrown away Though of the cask something it rellish may VII But let the Readers such good strainers find Of piercing judgment as to seperate What 's mine from thine so as what 's thine to mind And nothing thereof for my sake to hate Yea what in them or me thou seest amiss Pard'ning and purging to us both it bliss VIII Oh cause both me and them who read or hear Of what 's here writ of thy beloved Son The truth thereof behold so bright and clear As unto him at all times we may run And unto him resolve so fast to cleave As him by no means we may ever leave IX And O might all the musings of my mind And words or writings which from thence proceed Be such as may with Thee acceptance find And useful be to who them hear or read To what 's good therefore Thou my strength Lord be And from what ill inthrals me set me free TO THE READER THere is a Proverb saith Blest is the wooing That is soon over or not long in doing This Proverb hath its truth and verity In this same woing which unto thine eye And mind I here present if we respect The party wooed He that dont ' reject Christ's profer'd kindness or his patience tire But quickly yields himself to his desire Without excuses or delays is Blest And sooner of much happiness possest Whereas He that stands dallying long and gives Frequent denyals of much good deprives Himself mean while and many griefs sustains While between two He in suspense remains Yea and endangers the Great Wooer too To turn away in anger and then woo And anguish will succeed for there is none With whom the soul can live well but this One Though in respect of him that 's woo'd it s well That Christ upon his suit long time doth dwell That He 's not quick to anger but doth wait To shew his mercy even to such as hate To be reproved and do long resist That grace of God without which none is blist That He vouchsafes to call and knock and stay At the long-closed-Heart from day to day Till by his goodness and long-suffering He Subdues its unkind hardness makes it see Its folly Him so to oppose in whom All good and happiness to it doth come And without whom it must sustain such woe As it can neither bear nor get therefro Which patience and long-suffering doth commend This Wooer much that He will so attend Vpon such sorry persons and so long Before He leave his suit His love is strong Which led him hither through so many tryals And leads him too to take so oft denials When as He is so Great and perfect too That He no need hath any one to wooe Nor is there any worthy of his love Or to injoy him He 's a match above The Highest creature none in Heaven or Earth Can equal him in greatness goodness birth But who is that that 's wooed whom doth He court Is' t only some of the more wealthy sort Is' t only the brave gallants or is' t those Whose wit and breeding other mens out-goes Or is it such as are set up on high Invested with some great Authority We might suspect indeed that He some such Would take to him that in these matters much Come nearer to his greatness But alas For none of all those things He ought doth pass Nor do they make those who them have to be Any whit nearer to him in degree Than those who have them not they bear no sway With him at all that more of his heart they Then others should obtain but whosoere Do heartily him love to him are Dear It 's any soul in general that He Doth call and Woo that saved it might be To whom He by his works and words doth show His truth and goodness that it them may know And by his holy Spirit them evidences In any measure But men oft their senses So stupifie with pride and lust that they Do not perceive what he to them doth say But do neglect his voice till He them leave The fruits of their own folly to receive But wheresoere men hear him and do heed Those heavenly words which do from him proceed Believing on him He
except some two or three Who rank't among the greatest Hero's be For some strange facts which are of them recorded And yet their present ages scarce afforded Such honour to them because they did foil Their actions by that humour which doth spoil All it possesses because it declines The common road where the Worlds glory shines Though they the hap had by the after ages To be inrol'd among the wiser Sages But think'st thou that the World is now the same It was before it had the Christian name Nay sure for then it was not as yet drencht In that religious water which hath quencht Its former fiery Meteors and hath taught How men may freed be from all that 's naught Though yet they practise it for being wet With that same water they a new form get For that suffices any to make clean Especially if they the golden mean Of moral virtue joyn'd with pollicy And a prudential conformity Unto the most and greatest therewith hold And to reprove their faults be not too bold Now the broad way is best though heretofore When men were blinder and did stocks adore The narrow way was best The case is not The same it was because we now have got God and the World in one so reconcil'd That nothing may be counted now defil'd But what the common road doth go beside Yea now the World it self is Deifi'd Its power its ways its pleasures all are Gods What now is joyn'd in one set not at odds Bow down and worship therefore without fear The power the greatness and the customs here Do as the most do and as those that be The greatest in esteem and thou shalt see Nothing but good betide thee what dissents Therefrom avoid Be sure thou make no rents In that great body nor to other spirit Incline thine heart then what it doth inherit Swim down the tide fear not but it runs even And carries thee the direct way to Heaven Think of no other Heaven or happiness Then what the World doth now and shall possess Dream of no other pow'r of God then what Doth in the Worlds great persons terminate Nay give thy heart and senses scope enjoy What pleases them avoid what doth annoy Come do as we do be not overwise To think of things unseen believe thine eyes It 's a fanatick fancy to believe In and for things that thou canst not perceive By verdict of thy senses and thy Reasen Against their Soveraignty commit not Treason Still those loud noises then that thou dost hear So frequently to sound in fancies ear Alluring thee to mind strange things unseen Which they do promise thee there ne'r hath been Nor shall be greater happiness and bless Then what thou now in this life mayst possess For sinee the old Fathers have faln a sleep We see all things their wonted courses keep And all those glorious things they promised Appear but fancies of some doting head Let not vain hopes into thine heart intrude And of thy present comforts thee delude Nor let vain fears prevail upon thee so As to cause thee those pleasures to forgo Which here thou mayst enjoy while thou do'st gaze After unseen enjoyments and amaze Thy self with dismal fears while Heaven and Hell Thou think'st on thou thereby away do'st sell Those opportunities the World doth give A merry pleasurable life to live Take hold thou fool o' th' opportunity And be not gul'd so as to pass it by Go joyn thy self with yonder gallant boys Go hawk and hunt with them go taste their joys Roysters Come on young man with us cast in thy lot Do as we do come take a pipe and pot Let 's lay in wait for blood let 's take a prey Let 's rob some innocent that rides this way We 'll swallow them alive whole as the pit Rich spoils and booties to our selves we 'll get We shall all pretious substance catch and find Such booties as will satisfie our mind Cast in thy lot amongst us le ts have all One purse in whatsoever shall befall We 'll share alike come we shall such fruits reap As will rejoyce our hearts and make them leap Christ. Take heed dear Soul avoid them do not go In the same way with them it leads to woe However sweet and profitable it May seem to thee thou there wilt ruine get For they do lay in wait for their own blood They 'll loose their Souls in stead of getting good Roysters Come let us feast and frolick let us dine At yonder Tavern ther 's a cup of Wine Most rarely brisk it moves it self i th' cup It 's generous Wine and saith come drink me up Let 's have a game at Billiards or at Cards Be merry now think not of afterwards Christ. Take heed dear Soul mind what will be the end Thou may'st thy self a while in pleasures spend But in the end thou wilt it sadly rue Be warned by me what I say is true The Drunkards and the Gluttons poor shall be They shall be cloth'd with rags Look not to see The colour of the Wine or whatsocre To sight or Taste delightful may appear T' will sting thee as an Adder at the last Bite as a Serpent when the pleasure 's past Woe sorrow and contentions and babling Wounds without cause redness of eyes 't will bring Hardness of heart too so that on thou'lt go And nothing fear till thou art drown'd in woe They that love pleasures will be poor at last And they not rich who love good chear to taste F.W.D. While life and youth and strength wit do last Do not thou them in Melancholly waste In thinking of a God and Heaven and Hell And such strange Objects as on man can tell What kind of things they be embrace the breasts Of this brave World frequent her costly feasts Let not the pleasant flowers of the Spring Pass by unpluckt away thy fancies fling Possess the joys this present World affords Break thou the bands and east away the cords Which that religious Spirit doth bring to bind Thy Soul withal so strait Set not thy mind On those conceits it doth to thee suggest Shake out those blacker motions from thy breast See yonder 's a brave Damsel a spruce Lass Ready to court thee can'st thou let her pass See what an amorous look she hath her eyes Sparkle like Diamonds beauty in her cheeks lies Her lips drop Honey and her mouth 's like oyle No Wen or blemish her fair face doth soil Her very garments sweet perfumes do breath Sure she is more delightful underneath What do'st thou think that witty nature made Thy senses and thy members to be laid Aside as dead and stupifi'd while yet Thou art alive shall such a fancy get Possession of thee as thy self to make Like to those images thou do'st forsake That thou should'st eyes have and nought with them see Ears and not hear the things that spoken be Or what may please thee shalt thou have a tongue And not say
affords 127. In and with Thee He hath giv'n The everlasting Land Whereof we be The heirs with Thee In whom our lots do stand 128. In Thee from all our flesh We circumcised were The Blessed seed thou art indeed Whence we be blessed here 129. Thou art the high Father And we thy Children be We are the Kings and the off-spring Proceeded out of Thee 130. Thou art the Isaac The heir of promise who Our laughter art Thou mak'st our heart Rejoyce after our woe 131. Thou art the Israel The Prince with God and Man By both assail'd thou hast prevaild With both the field thou wan 132. Thou the true Joseph art First by thy Brethren sold To sufferings by their great envy Exposed manifold 133. But from those great suffrings Thou wert exalted high To have the store to Thee therefore All had resort to buy 134. Thou the meek Moses art Drawn out of waters great Whom also thy People thrust by And badly did intreat 135. Thou unto us wast sent A Prophet Priest and King From dreadful thrall us out to call And hither us to bring 136. Thou shewd'st thy mighty signs On Pharaoh and his Land The Dragon fell to us cruel And who with him did stand 137. Thou brought'st us forth from thall And lead'st us through the Sea Of troubles great which though they beat Thou mad'st a wall to be 138. A means of safety from The Dragon who pursu'd Thou didst us save where they their grave Did make by thee subdu'd 139. Thou ledst us through the wide And howling wilderness Thou us stoodst by led'st us safely Through fears and great distress 140. Yea there thou all things wert To us that they injoy'd The Paschal Lamb Through thee we came From the world undestroy'd 141. Even through thee crucify'd Besprinkled with thy Blood Through faith we eat thy flesh as meat And in all slaughters stood 142. Thou our Lawgiver wert A Law of Life and grace Thou gav'st from on the Mount Sion Thy high and holy place 143. Which in our fleshly hearts Thou too imprintedst so That we clave fast unto the last And would not from thee go 144. Thou that great Prophet art By whom the Father did Those things reveal which under Seal Lay in his bosome hid 145. Thou wast our Ark of strength Gods presence in thee was By Thee we were safe in each fear And safely on did pass 146. Thou wast that Tabernacle Where God with us did dwell He would in Thee worshipped be And there his mind did tell 147. Thou wast the Sacrifice Our sins to take away Us to atone and make at one With thy Father for ay 148. Yea Altar and Incence And Mercy-Seat thou wert Laver and Priest Shoulder and Breast Thy holy Priesthoods part 194 The Light and Candlestick The Table and Shew-bread Thou to us wert though Thou impart Thy glory as our head 150. Thou wert our Manna while In Wilderness we were Dayly did we pertake of Thee Till we arrived here 151. And oft we guilty were Of slighting Thee through lust Which made us crave such things to have As were for us unjust 152. Through which sometimes we did Gods wrath upon us bring So as to send the fiery Feind Our Souls to vex and sting 153. Against the which Thou wert Our Brazen Serpent sure While we betook ouâ— selves to look To Thee thou didst us cure 154. Thou art the Rock from which By Moses Rod when smore By curse of Law Thy blood to draw Fresh waters issu'd out 155. Even Heavenly Doctrine And Heavenly comforts sweet Where with in all that did befall We every where did meet 156. Nay all the Types were short Of thy perfections great Thou didst exceed and dost indeed All things that thee forth set 157. Moses did fail and dy Before the peoples rest But thou dost live and to us give The land that 's ever blest 158. For Thou our Joshuah art Who Finishedst our way Thou dry'dst the River Even Death for ever And here thou mak'st us stay 159. Thou our Great Captain art By thee and thy command Our battel 's fought and we are brought Into this pleasant Land 160. This glorious Land of Rest Where we all fulness have What ever thou didst promise now W'injoy and more can't crave 161. Thou' rt our Deliverer The Judge who didst us save By thy just Doom we here are come This glorious Rest to have 162. Where all in and with thee We have this endless day Therefore O King to Thee we sing Hallelu-jah alway 163. Thou the true David art Over all Israel set His Royal Throne Thou first upon Thy Kingdom 's very great 164. To which Thou art advanc'd From Sheol's dreadful hand From suffering by the great envy Of those that rul'd the Land 165. Thou art th' Anointed King That hast beat down our foe A City great and built compleat Thou hast us brought unto 166. Where thou the beauty art The Sun and glorious Light For here we thee enjoy and see Thy Majesty most bright 167. In Thee we God injoy And his Sons fully are With us he dwells our joy excels Our City is most rare 168. Its Gates are precious Pearls Its Streets are finest Gold All things are pure precious and sure And glorious to behold 169. For Gods own glory here For evermore doth shine And us to fill with pleasure still All things do here combine 170. O happy glorious state Who can it all declare Beyond all wishes beyond all blesses Our happinesses are 171. Thou art our Solomon In peace and glory raign'st Bâ— none disturb'd for thou hast curb'd All that rose thee against 172. And in this Kingdome we As Kings with thee do sit In Stately seat and glory great As thou hast thought it fit 173. That glorious Pomp and State Of Solomon of old Though it was found greatly beyond All that of him was told 174. Yet was but a short type Of this thy glory high In which thou raignst beset with Saints In glorious Majesty 175. In which ten thousand fold Ten thousand times nombred Thou dost regard us to reward For all we suffered 776. Our sufferings were but light And momentany but They 'r weighty Crowns endless renouns Which Thou hast on us put 177. Thy Wisdome too exceeds Wise Solomon's by far Thou all things know'st and clearly shew'st None may with Thee compare 178 That stately Temple which By Solomon was made Thou dost excel in whom doth dwell All fullness o' th' Godhead 179. All his perfections here Are gloriously displayd And we them see beyond what we Ever heard of them said 180. Yea Thou to us impart'st This glory too for we An holy place for Gods good Grace Are builded up by Thee 181. Thou the foundation art And precious Corner Stone Thou dost us bear and cause t' adhere To God and every one 182. Through Thee God also dwells With his perfections pure In us always to his great praise For ever to endure 183. And that
thee show But if thou hast me first thou happy art When or however thou dost hence depart Yea and I pow'r have every other thing As I see good for thee to pass to bring If Husband Wife or friends or riches I Do see thee want I can thy want supply They 'r all at my dispose thy way lies fair If thou l't be rich be marryed to the heir All things are theirs who have me theirs to be They heirs of all are by vertue of me Men Angels Paul Apollo and Cevhas World life Death things that are and what to pass Shall come hereafter though 't is in my dispose And they may not take any thing of those But as I give it them even as an heir To some great Lord though under Age and bare As to his own possession yet hath all In 's Guardians dispose and he may call Or ask for what he wants but he must have His Guardians grant for that which he doth crave And may not take but what he will allow Who being wise and 's Father well doth know His Childes desires and needs and consident The Child may be of 's Fathers good intent In all he doth and that he will supply Him with what 's good in his necessity And give what he doth ask or else what he As wiser than the Child doth better see So that the child may well himself submit Unto his Fathers will judging what 's fit For him hee 'l give him and nothing deny If pleasd with him that good is in his eye Such is the case between my Father and Those that me loving obey my command Or as the Wife who from the Dunghill base Nought having of her own if by the grace And special favour of some Prince shee 's took Into the bond of marriage well may look On his estate as hers especially If he a joynture hath her made whereby He hath her interessed in it all And may it thenceforth also hers well call And thence expect to be maintained too And have her wants supplyed all although Her Lord do its dispose keep in his hand And will have her depend on his command For the receipt of all supplies and not Turn out his Tenants take away their Lot Or rights therein and do here pleasure but Go to him for allowance to him put The ord'ring of her maintenance even so An interest thou shalt in mine have though I the dispose keep in my hand and thou Must come to me for what I will allow Resign thy wil up unto mine and pray Thy will be done Give me Lord day by day What needful is and there 's no cause to fear I will thy needs regard thy pray'rs I 'le hear I 'le give thee what is meet do but thou me Imbrace and follow and then thou shalt see I will be thy good Lord a husband loving That will deny thee nothing that 's behoving May'st thou not trust me seeing I did give My very lise for thee that thou might'st live And when thou wast of me most ignorant And did'st not love me I to thee did grant The knowledge of me canst thou think that I Can any thing that 's good for thee deny When thou to me art reconciled and Espoused too surely that cannot stand With my good honour Nor think thou it will Be any hindrance to Thee to fulfill My good advise and pleasure it will be A very great advantage unto thee Like as if some poor woman would have all Her wants supplyed should a rich man call Her to him and make tender to espouse her Unto him for a wife and with him house her Could her accepting him an hindrance be To the supplies of her necessitie Nay were 't not the best way them to obtain Far better than with Vagabonds and vain Poor Raskals her self to associate Thinking by them to get a good estate Even so thy seeking first my Kingdome and My righteousness will excellently stand With thy best having other wants supply'd For I am rich in grace and on thy side I then shall stand and give thee what is best For thy injoyment that thou mayst be blest I wise am too and better understand Then thou thy self dost what in Sea or Land May be best for thee and I power have too What ere I see best for thee that to do Doth not that child do better who doth take His Father to be with him and to make Choâ—se of a Hat or suir then for to go Without his Father and his own will do Especially if he be weak and childish Or led away by vain men being wildish Or have to do with cheats who will a prey Make of him and get from him what they may But hath a Father loving wise and willing To chuse the best for him and for his shilling Such is thy case here for I have more skill To know what 's for thâ— good or bad what will The consequent of this or that thing prove And as I oft have said I do thee love Whereas thou led by blind affection art In danger to run upon thine own smart And this most wicked world is false and double And where it pleasure promiseth gives trouble WISEDOME with an Inheritance is good But an Inheritance not understood Or without wisedome proves the hurt and harm Of him that hath it and of times doth charm Him into snares and troubles which undo him While into divers noysom lusts they throw him Besides all things remain in my dispose Whither thou dost with me or dost not close Thy folly may thy self indammage but It hurts not me nor possibly can put Me our of my possession thererefore I Can and may justly if thou me deny Give or deny thee what thou dost prefer Before me and my love in mine anger To be a snare and by what thou dost chuse Can punish thee because thou dost refuse My guidance and my blessing as I did The Israelites who oft times with me chid And would have meat their lusts to satisfy I gave it them and punisht them thereby And when a King they would from me extort Against my mind after the Heathen sort A King unto them in my wrath I sent To be unto them for a punishment Alas I can thee blast in thy injoyments And curse thee in thy ways and thy imployments If thou neglecting me thine heart dost set Upon the things below how them to get I can give thee a wife may make thee poor A sickly costly wife an arrant whore If thou for beauty chuse preferring that Before my grace I can give one shall hate Thee and her self to others prostitute There 's many a Crab that looks like pleasant fruit I can an husband give if one thou l't have Without me that shall prove a very knave Riches with snares vexations suits and trouble Or pleasures mixt with griefs and forrows double I can give children if thou must them have That may as Rachels bring thee to thy
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
worshippers from death Either of body or of soul though they Did do their service to them every day Dead fouls with dead things suit the living God Who quickens what is dead and with his rod Corrects the Nations living things likes best Even living groans of an inspired brest The World such living service can't perform It hates the pow'r and only likes a Form Of Godliness which they may leave or take Use or lay by as for their turn 't doth make Mistake me not herein as if I thought Or else intended to judge all pray'rs naught That are taught by a Book or as if none Might pray acceptably who pray thereon It is the Worlds bad guise I here reprove Who serve God with pretences their sins love Which many too may do that pray without A Book and so too many do no doubt Delight themselves in their own gifts and parts While yet their lusts they love with all their hearts Witness the pride or avarice of some Who yet as Saints into God's presence come I know a Book that service may hold forth Which God requires and shews to be of worth And so each sacred Bible doth declare What worship God requires of praise and pray'r Or other ways of service but no ground Of any such distinction so is found As if some Bibles did not shew the way How we should serve God and unto him pray I do suppose it was some other thing That you did signifie in your saying Likely those Form's of Pray'r you meant thereby That are injoyned by Authority If so pray know that I the words of them Do not except against much less condemn The Prayers are pithy Orthodox and good More gen'rally if rightly understood And such as whereto I Amen can say Heartily when with them I hear men pray And so may others too I think although Some few things there among scruple I do Unto the pure all things are pure and good But that must warily be understood For what I am not satisfied in I cannot say I am without my sin Nor would I thereby stain my Conscience Or unto others give cause of offence But why you Sir those Prayers the Service call I can't well tell nor much inquire it shall I call them not my Service they that do May lay them on the Altar I think so They might be off'red up although they there Should lye untouch't or unread all the year As a sum of the Churches pray'rs and praise And so less grief to some men they would raise And they the same are and as pithy too Though never read as when men read them do Though I the reading of them too allow To such as please if any would them know Or in those words would their desires express I can mine sometimes too with readiness Though I profess I ne'r could find it yet In any passage of the holy writ That God requires or holy men did use To read their pray'rs to God but pray excuse That passage in me I leave others free Let others leave me so and we agree Sententious Verses of an unknown Author COnfession is to cure our sin A very present Medicine Thy Saviour on his Cross did choose To save thy life his own to loose Our Saviour cry'd Repent Repent As John who fore our Saviour went Blessed be the Name of Jesus Who tormented was to ease us The grace of Jesus is to me The only true felicity Christ's Cross my Crown I do esteem What ever earthy men do deem My hope in Christ is fixed sure Who wounded was my wounds to cure My hope shall never be confounded Because my hope on Christ is grounded My soul cleave fast to Christ above For nought on earth deserves thy love Fear not my soul be not dismaid For Jesus Christ thy debts hath paid The Death of Christ is life to thee If thou a Christian truly be Faith is not faith unless it be A faith that works by charity Christ is by marriage knit to thee If thou to him by Sanctity Admire my soul the mystery Of Jesus Christ's nativity Christ was conceiv'd i' th' Virgins womb That thou might'st a Son of God become Christ unto thee if thou be his Both light and food and Medicine is If thou polluted art with sin The fountain's open enter in He that doth eat and drink by â—aith Christ's flesh and blood salvation hath Be wise do not too far inquire For what thou rather shouldst admire Christ is ascended up on high And we must up as Eagles flie God sealeth by his holy Spirit As many as shall life inherit Great is the Churches dignity That chosen is Christ's spouse to be In Christ we are of God elect What 's out of Christ God doth reject Our prayers do pierce the starry sky And fetch down blessings from on high The Angels of the Lord protect All those that are the Lord 's elect The Devils treacheries who knows A thousand ways he seeks our woes He 's only wise who God doth know And doth by life his knowledge show To live it is not but to dye To live in sin securely Christ's life must be a Rule to thee If Christ's Disciple thou wilt be Thou from thy self must first depart Before thou can'st in Christ have part Thy soul can nothing satiate But God who did the same create Labour to have thy conscience pure When all things fail that will endure What is a bubble such is man Whose life in length is but a span The man that Covets is but poor Although he riches have great store The sign by which the Saints we know It is by love their faith to show The soul that chaste is is Christ's Spouse His bed of rest his lodging house The life of man's a rolling stone Mov'd to and fro and quickly gone Love not the World the World is vain But love the things that will remain The Palme-tree grows the more prest down And crosses prove the Churches crown Take up thy cross and it endure Then of a crown thou shalt be sure Let not tentations cast thee down For perseverance will thee crown Think every day to be thy last And when that 's come thy life is past Grieve not when Christian friends do dye They gain by Death eternity Remember that Christ Jesus shall Thoughts words and deeds to judgment call All earthly things tread under thee And let thy thoughts in Heaven be The Saints are Pilgrims here below And towards Heaven their country go If thou beest here a child of grace ' Mongst Angels thou shalt have a place If into Hell thou would'st not fall Think dayly on 't and mind God's call The pains of Hell do far extend Beyond all time World without end Doth Adam dye Christ in thee live Christ shall eternal life thee give Upon the carelesness and covetousness of some that regard not to Read much-less are willing to buy good and useful Books and the wickedness of others that traduce them