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A27113 Juvenilia sacra, or, Divine youthfull meditations consisting of a dialogue between Christ and the soul, a preparation to the Lords Supper, characters of the pious and impious man, of the good and wicked woman, the foure quarters of the yeare, ten historicall, ten scripture and ten occasional applications / by P.B., Gent. P. B., Gent. 1664 (1664) Wing B151; ESTC R5392 34,585 144

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they take an Ignis Fatuus for their Guide and never consider that it leads unto Pitts or Precipices With the Fly the Light of the Candle Lusts flames seem pleasing to them but they are unmindfull that they will burn them Thus miserable wretches buzzing too nigh the fire their wings are scorched and they perish too much Sun shine too many Pleasures so blind their eyes that they cannot see their danger and so are precipitated into the Pit 3. On a Blotted Paper PAper whilst fair serves for many good uses but being once blotted is not fit to have Characters upon it but onely to supply some servile Occasion or the Fire Hath not God Created most of us a fair sheet pure and without blemish and shall our pride commaculate our faces with patches every patch we wear is a blur in the fair story of our lives and where do we think there is space for God to set his Impressions and Characters upon us to mark us out for his being already blotted and full of the Devils stamps Our bodies are the Temples of the Holy Ghost and shall we thus Soil them Oh no! for God will never dwell in such defiled lodgings Christ will never own us for his seeing the mark of the Beast in our Foreheads But that Immaculate Lamb will separate such spotted Goates from his unblemisht Sheep with a depart from me you workers of Iniquity I know you not 4. The Sow in the Mire A Brutish Nature will alwayes act accordingly nothing can perswade a silly Swine from its nasty Mire nay were a Bed of Doves Feathers set before it it would rather chuse to wallow in its filth then repose in it although it often meets with a stone which molests its imaginary rest What a true Emblem of a worldling is this for oh how it tickles his fancy to wallow in the Mire of sin Earth is his delight he is alwayes tending to the Ground his thoughts his Meditations are all Earthly as if his Creator had not made his countenance erected but groveling downwards like these brute Beasts He will not be withdrawn although he often meets with a stone and his dainties have too soure a sauce for he cannot laugh heartily but the tears will stand in his eyes Thus the best of Earthly Felicities have a tart farewell yet will he not forsake them but prides himself in his sports and like the Swine because he sees them not he thinks himself Beautifull But the wise-mans eyes see how vilely he is bedaubed Lord we are all vile and filthy Oh! do thou wash us in thy Sons Blood and then though we are never so unclean we shall be white as Snow 5. On the whipping of a top THe oftner the Child strikes the Top the better it spins but if the stroke be omitted of it self it ceaseth to go if too violent it over-turns it Thus Lord is it with us as long as thy Rod of Affliction lies on us we go and walk the better in thy wayes the more stripes thou givest the more prayers send we up unto thee But often when thou ceasest scourging of us then we cease glorifying of thee But oh my Saviour remember the smart of thy own Stripes and so have pitty on mine Consider Lord what a powerfull Arm sets on the blow thou needest not whet thy Sword to destroy a broken and bruised Reed but chear up Oh my Soul thy Prayers are heard me thinks I see my Jesus Mediating for me and smiling in his Fathers Face interposes his hand betwixt every blow thou hast such an Advocate as cannot will not he denied when he undertakes thy sute thou mayest boldly presume of Pardon 6. On a Fleet of Ships in the Night SEe with what a nimble security the Fleet glides through the Bosome of the deep though Darknesse surround it and Rocks on each side threaten Destruction guided onely by the skill of the Pilot and the little light in their Admirall Our Saviour that Blessed Pilot hath made the most perfect discovery of the new Jerusalem unto us and if we will but follow his course we shall finde sufficient Light in him to guide us and who can doubt of a Prosperous Voyage having such a Pilot canst thou fear Storms when both the Wind and the Sea obey him or Pyrats when he hath already carried away that grand Pyrat the Devill captive in Chains Oh my Jesu Thou Coelestial Palinurus do thou steer for thou onely canst do it this crazy Barke of my Soul Securely through all Enemies by all Rocks by Scylla and Charybdys the Devill and the Flesh till it arrive at Heaven the Saints Indies where is such Treasure as Eye hath not seen Eare hath not heard of neither hath it entred into the Heart of Man to conceive 7. On the dropping of the Eaves VVOnderful are the Effects of these little drops of Water for they falling on a Stone not onely soften it but wear it away Lord I have a Flinty Rocky Heart Ah! do thou let fall the Drops of thy Grace and soften it till it bow 's in Obedience unto thee What Heart so Stubborn which the Distillations of thy Mercy cannot make pliable But yet alas we see to our sorrow that though thy Mercies come unto some rather like Showers then by Drops yet are they not at all Mollified but rather Hardned in their Obstinacy towards thee Stony ground Barren Souls which such sweet showers cannot make fruitfull for every little favourable blast puffs them up and they think their Causes must needs be Just because they Prosper but let them not deceive themselves for they are but Exalted with wofull Capernaum to the Heavens that their fall may be the greater into Hell 8. On a Ship-Wrack POore Passengers in a Storm being Ship Wrackt by the Furious Sea know not where to turn in their Distresse but unto the same Rock which was the cause of their Destruction Lord thy Waves and thy Billows have gone over me Oh! whither whither shall I turn but unto thee Lord I know that if thou doest lead me through the Wilderness Hungry and Thirsty thou canst Rain down Manna from Heaven and draw Water out of the Rocks for me if one of thy Hands is arm'd with a Rod in the other thou hast the Balm of Gilead thou Lord art the strong Tower of Israel and the Rock of Jacob under the Shaddow of thy Wings I shall Rest secure the Winds may blow and the Seas swell but all their Rage shall prove but Froth he that relies on any other defence trusts to a Fort of Sand which the least winde scatters t is thou Lord alone art able to deliver my Soul out of the deep Waters 9. The Castle MAn is a Fortresse Beleaguerd All his Life with Armies of innumerable sins and Satan is their Captain-General His Forces are devided into three Squadrons The first is composed of Scarlet Troops and under these fight Blood-thirstinesse Revenge and Murder and these commonly take the