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A91224	Mount-Orgueil: or Divine and profitable meditations raised from the contemplation of these three leaves of natures volume, 1. Rockes, 2. Seas, 3. Gardens, digested into three distinct poems. To which is prefixed, a poeticall description, of Mount-Orgueil Castle in the Isle of Jersy. By VVilliam Prynne, late exile, and close prisoner in the sayd Castle. A poem of The soules complaint against the body; and Comfortable cordialls against the discomforts of imprisonment, &c. are hereto annexed.	Prynne, William, 1600-1669.; Prynne, William, 1600-1669. Rockes improved.; Prynne, William, 1600-1669. Christian sea-card.; Prynne, William, 1600-1669. Christian paradise.; Prynne, William, 1600-1669. Comfortable cordials.	1641 (1641)	Wing P4013C; ESTC R231891	119,024	224

of Mankinde the onely Pearles Starres Grace 12. Rockes hurt no Shippes Boates Men but such as hit Themselves against them and so breake or split So Gods Elect doe never hurt breake quash Any but those who wilfully rune dash Bruise breake themselves against them who must check And blame themselves not them for this their wreck 13. God first ingrav'd his Sacred Lawes upon A Marble Rocke a Table made of Stone Not brittle Glasse soft Paper that they might Out last all time God still his Lawes doth write On hardest Rockes Saints stable Hearts whereby They Time survive and gaine eternity The two first Stony Tables whereuopon God stampt his Lawes broke lost were long agon These harder Tables of Saints Hearts remaine And in them Gods blest Lawes for aye retaine Lord I my heart a Rocke have made O carve Therein thy Lawes from which it may not swarve And since it shall out-dure the firmest Rocke O this rich treasure ever in it locke Yea make each Saints Stone-Heart the Treasury Of thy sweete Lawes for all eternity 14. Rockes in most places thinly scatred are Saints in all places are most thinne and rare Dispersed here and there where hid they lye In secret Corners in obscurity Driven from Country Lands House Home by those Who for their Goodnesse onely are their Foes 15. Rockes burnt to Lime doe fasten joyne sement Stones in all Buildings and them free from rent Yea laid on barren Grounds where nought would spring They make them fertile and great Crops to bring So Gods Elect when melted by the Flame Of his sweete Spirit knit unite the Frame And Stones of his Church here on Earth together And keepe out Errours Sects that would it sever Yea sent to barren Soiles where grew no Grace They make them fruitfull and in better case 16. Rockes cut and polisht turne to richest Gems Become Kings Treasures crowne their Diadems Saints squar'd and polisht from their drosse by Grace Prove Gods rich Jewels in his Crowne have place Lord so refine me that I may be set A Stone Pearle Jewel in thy Coronet Amidst those Saints which thou reput'st such Gems As farre excell out-shine all Diadems Sweete Jesus make me of thy Chosen Flocke That I like them may be a blessed Rocke Meditations of the fourth Classe sampling Rockes and Rockie Hearts with ungodly Men together YEt more me thinkes Rockes represent to all Mans Rockie Heart and Nature since the fall In some Respects wherein they well agree With Stony Hearts from which God make us free 1. Rockes are exceeding Shamelesse Impudent Nought will them daunt or cause for to relent So men of Stony Hearts have Browes of Steele Faces of Rocke which no blush shame can feele No shamefull Sinne Convictions or Disgrace Will daunt or cause them once to hide the Face It is their glory to be voyd of shame And vaunt of that which doth them most defame 2. Rockes shew no mercy but to peeces mall Breake bruise or hurt all those on whom they fall So men of Rockie hearts are mercilesse And breake bruise teare crush all they doe oppresse No Cries Parts Vertues Merits can asswage Their cruell Projects nor divert their Rage O let me rather fall into the Pawes Of Beares or Lyons than an hard Hearts Jawes 3. Rocks make those Milstones which doe grinde bruise teare The Corne we use to make us Bread or Beere So men of Rockie Hearts still serve to grinde Presse bruise Gods Chosen till they be refinde From all their Huskes of sinne and made meete Food For Gods sweete Pallate to their greatest Good 4. Some Rockes burnt in the Fornace harder grow And nought but Steele or Iron from them flow Which serves to breake hew polish fit and square Rude Rockes and Stones and Stately piles to reare Gods fiery Fornace Rockie Hearts makes more Hard and obdurate than they were before Yea all its scorching Heate the which they feele Serves but to turne them into harder Steele Or Iron for to breake hew polish pare The Rockes and Stones which God layes in the rare And choisest Buildings of his Church whose walls Are built not ras'd with these hard Iron Malls And Tooles of Steele though they no Part nor share Have in the Temples which they helpe to reare 5. The most mischievous Instruments of war Wounds Bloodshed first from Rockes extracted ar As Canons Musquets Bullets Sword Bills Speares With other weapons where with Man kills teares Torments Maimes Stabs his Brother in despite As if he did in nought but Blood delight So from Mens Stony Hearts first flow and spring All Mischiefes Murders Warres Sinnes each ill thing These were the Artists which did first invent Each bloody murth'ring warlike Instrument The Shops in which they forged were the Armes That weild them still work a world of Harmes O cursed Hearts of Rocke from whence doe flow All Evills Mischiefes woes we heare see know Lord free and ever keepe us from such Hearts Which are the Cause of all our Sinnes Ills Smarts 6. Rockes make those in them carelesse Proud Secure From feare of Danger Stony Hearts are sure To make all Them in great Mischiefes ere they be aware Rockes are exceeding Hard and sooner broke Than squar'd or polisht with the Axes stroke Mens Stony Hearts so hard and flinty are That all Gods Axes Judgements cannot square Them to his Rules nor cause them to amend And sooner breake than rent or make them bend He who in hardest S●●●es of old imprest His Sacred Lawes upon a Rockie Brest Cannot ingrave them Lord what Hearts of Flint Have Men whereon thy Lawes can make no Print Nought but Christs blood these Adamants can thaw And square them to the Models of Gods Law 8. No heate of Sunne or Fornace Rockes will melt But harden rather and their Heat's not felt Gods Sun-shine Mercies and his sweetest Grace His fiery Fornace and his frowning face Mens Rockie Hearts will neither warme relent Affect melt change nor move them to repent 9. Most Rocks are barren yeelding nought for Back Or Belly that Mankinde or Beasts doe lack Mans Stonie Heart 's as Barren no good Thing No Fruites of Grace Faith Vertue in it spring 10. Thornes Thistles Brambles Weedes of Rockes oft grow All Stony Hearts with these still over-flow Fruitefull in nothing but those tares of vice And sinne which barre them out of Paradise 11. Rockes Deafe and Sencelesse are of good and ill Hard Hearts are so and neither can doe will Gods Word Law Workes regard Heare understand Nor feare his angry kisse his soothing hand 12. The fiercest Stormes Winds Waves on Rookes doe dash Gods Sorest Judgements Stonie Hearts doe lash And though they seldome feele Gods stroke or Curse This nothing Mends but makes their Case farre worse 13. The pleasant Showres Drops

To some a refuge Others a lodging A Royall Pallace it is to the King Vnto the Kingdome it 's a Treasury Armory Bulwarke Mint ' an Oratory To Godly prisoners but a purgatory To popish to close ones a Monast'ry To guiltlesse ones it 's an Inne to guilty A Bridewell to learn'd ones it 's a study To idle ones a Dormitory to Drunkards a tipling-house them to undoe To Traytors it 's a shambles where their head And Quarters hang when they are butchered On his Exile into Iersy Isle Why should this Exile me grieve discontent Sith this whole World 's a place of Banishment And men as truely Exiles are at home As in the strangest Clime to which they come Are not God Christ Grace Heav'n to us as nigh In forraigne Parts as in our own Country Yea and oft times more neare this true to be By Abraham Iacob Ioseph all may see I will not then flye feare my Banishment But in it joy and take most sweet content Sith God will me protect restore againe Or else translate to Heav'n with him to reigne Mine onely Proper Country wherein I Shall live a Free-man for eternity In spite of my Arch-foes whom I shall see Exild imprison'd and my selfe set free 20. Deus Turris etiam in Turre Turris Libertatis Consolationis Quietis Foelicitatis Honoris Splendoris Securitatie Salutis Spei Gaudii Pacis Protectionis Gratiae Vitae Gloria in Turre Angustiae Tristitiae Molestiae Miseriae Dedecoris Obscuritatis Perturbationis Perditionis Desperationis Afflictionis Belli Periculi Peccati Mortis Perpessionis God is a Tower in the Tower A Tower of Liberty In the Tower of Restraint a Tower Of Comfort Jollity In the Tower of Sadnesse a Tower Of sweetest Quietnesse In the Tower of Trouble a Tower Of blessed Happinesse In the Tower of Misery a Tower Of Honour Dignity In the Tower of disgrace a Tower Of bright Excellency In the Tower of darknes a Tower Of strong security In the Tower of danger a Tower Of health and true safety In the Tower of Sicknesse a Tower Of hope and good successe In the Tower of Despaire a Tower Of joy and cheerefulnesse In the Tower of sorrow a Tower Of peace and union In the Tower of fierce war a Tower Of safe Protection In the Tower of perill a Tower Of Grace and Piety In the Tower of vile Sinne a Tower Of Life eternity In the Tower of grim death a Tower Of Glory and great praise In the Tower of suffring such Tower God proves to his alwayes 21. Deus Turris 1. Protegendo A malis In malis Contra malos Inter malos Vbique Tutissimè Fortissimè Gratiosissimè 2. Consolando In Malis Semper Abundunter Suavissimè 3. Eripieudo A Malis Citò Tempestivè Potentissimè Mortalium proculdubiò Beatissimus qui Mundi Exul Christique Captivus Turri isti tutissima jucundissima optimae maximae perpetuò dum vixerit adjudicatur Salvò certè custoditur quinon solùm à Deo sed in Deo conservatur arctari non potest qui ipsa Dei infinitate incarceratus spatiatur Ita ominatur Gulielmus Prynne Martij 3. 1633. God is a Tower by protecting all His Saints from Ills in Ills which them befall Against amidst ill men in every place Most safely strongly out of his meere grace By comforting them in adversity Alwayes most sweetly most abundantly By freeing them from evills speedily In the best time and that most potently No doubt he is the happiest man alive Who this worlds Exile and Christs deare Captive Is during life adjudg'd perpetually In this most safe sweet best great'st Tower to lye He is truely kept safely who both by And in God is preserv'd continually He cannot straitned be who walkes freely Whiles prisoner in Gods vast Infinity Of this opinion WILLIAM PRYNNE was the Third day of March six hundred thirty three Sentences of Scriptures there likewise written PSAL. 69. 33. The Lord heareth the poore and despiseth not his prisoners PSAL. 146. 7 8. The Lord looseth the prisoners the Lord raiseth those that are bowed downe PHIL. 4. 11 12 13. I have learned in whatsoever state I am therewith to bee content I know both how to be abased and I know how to abound every where and in all things I am instructed both to bee full and to bee hungry both to abound and to suffer need I can doe all things through Christ which strengtheth mee PSAL. 34. 17. 19. 22. The righteous cry and the Lord heareth and delivereth them out of all their troubles Many are the afflictions of the righteous but the Lord delivereth him out of them all the Lord redeemeth the soule of his Servants and none of them that trust in him shall be desolate PSAL. 37. 23 24 37 38 39 40. The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord and hee delighteth in his way Though hee fall hee shall not be utterly cast downe for the Lord upholdeth him with his hand Marke the perfect man and behold the upright For the end of that man is peace But the transgressours shall bee destroyed together the end of the wicked shall bee cut off But the salvation of the righteous is of the Lord hee is their strength in the time of trouble And the Lord shall help them and deliver them hee shall deliver them from the wicked and save them because they trust in him PSAL. 71. 19 20 21 22 23 24. Thy righteousnesse also O God is very high who hast done great things O God who is like to thee Thou which hast shewed me great and sore troubles shalt quicken mee againe and shalt bring mee up againe from the depthes of the earth Thou shalt encrease my greatnesse and comfort me on every side I will also praise thee with the Psaltery even thy truth O my God unto thee will I sing with the Harpe O thou holy one of Israel My lips shall greatly rejoyce when I sing unto thee and my soule which thou hast redeemed my tongue also shall talke of thy righteousnesse all the day long for they are confounded for they are brought unto shame that seeke my hurt MICAH 7 6 7 8 9 10. A mans enemies are the men of his owne house Therefore I will looke unto the Lord I will waite for the God of my salvation my God will heare mee Rejoyce not against me ô mine enemy when I fall I shall arise when I sit in darknesse the Lord shall bee a light unto mee I will beare the indignation of the Lord because I have sinned against him untill hee plead my cause and execute judgement for mee Hee will bring me forth to the light and I shall behold his righteousnesse Then shee that is mine enemy shall see it and shame shall cover her which said unto mee where is the Lord thy God mine eyes shall behold her now shall she be troden downe as the mire of the streets On his Suffrings on the Pillory Christ for

cleave pierce cut lance much misuse So Christ our Rocke endured patiently His Crosse wrongs suffrings Death without all cry Complainte resistance like a Sheepe before Her shearer which doth never bleate stir roare O let all Christians now at last from hence Learne to beare crosses with like Patience 31. The Floods windes stormes against the Rockes oft beate They still exposed are to Cold or Heate Sometimes the Seas surround drown them quite And oft the yce and snow them hide from sight So Christ on earth assaulted was with windes Floodes Tempests Heate Cold Crosses of all Kindes Which for a time did hide immerge at last Quite over-whelme Him till the Storme was past What Christian then can thinke himselfe secure From Stormes Winds Floods sith Christ did them endure 32. When Christ gave up the Ghost the Rockes did rent The Death of this cheefe Rocke for to lament Yea to beare witnesse of his Deity Who though he dy'd made Rockes in pieces flye That Heart is harder worse than Rock or Stone Which Christs Death cannot rent nor cause to moane Yea every Rockie Heart must melt rent fall In pieces when Christ shall it shake smite call By his Almighty Hand or voyce which make The hardest Rockes and Hearts to melt split shake Lord let the Thoughts of thy Death quite relent Our Rockie Hearts and move them to repent 33. Rockes seldome rot corrupt or putrifie Christ rotted not whilst he in Grave did lye That so he might our rotten Corps thence raise Free from corruption Him for aye to prayse O feare not then though we returne to dust Christ at the last will scoure off all our Rust Drosse and Corruption and our Corps restore To such a State that it shall dye no more But live in endlesse Glory and excell The shining Rayes which in Starres Moone Sunne dwell 34. Rockes though they drowned be appeare againe And fixed in their Places still remaine So Christ though Dead and layd in Grave arose Againe the third day yea to Heav'n up goes Above the reach of Floodes where he on high Hath fixt his Throne for all Eternity Here shall this ever-living raised Rocke For ever reigne amidst his chosen Flocke 35. Our Rocke Christ being dead entombed lay Within a Rocke where He grim death did slay We Dust and Earth when dead to them returne But our dead Rocke a Rocke had for his Vrne Which Him receiv'd and habor'd even when He Slaine and quite rejected was by Men. O Rockes of Flesh and Bowels which first rent Themselves His bloody Passion to Lament And then Him in their Bosomes lodge and plac'd When men Him slew forsook and most disgrac'd O men more hard than any Rocke Flint Stone Who never pitty feele regard bemoane Christs cruell Death and Passion nor receive Him when the Rocks rent and Him House-roome give O let us learne from hence how hard unkinde Ingrate we are to Him who still shall finde More pitty harbor love from Rockes than we Vntill our Hearts by Grace relented be And let this Thought our Hearts of Rocke now thaw And Floods of bitter Teares out from them draw 36. In fine when we consider that Christ lay Intombed in a Rocke yet the third day Rose up from thence it makes each Hole and Cave We see in Rockes no other but a Grave And points us out the Place where we must lye Inter'd ere long and fits us still to dye Which done it then revives our soules againe With this sweet Thought that we shal not remaine In Grave for ever since our Saviour rose From thence againe to rayse us and all those Who are his Members from the Dust to raigne In endlesse Blisse where he doth now remaine Let these sweete Speculations ever cheare Our drooping Soules and banish all their Feare Thus Barren Rockes unto a pious Minde May fruitfull prove if it Christ in them finde When they in Name and Nature thus expresse Unto the life with Fruite and Pleasantnesse Farre better than all Pictures which the Blinde Dull Papists make to bring them to their Minde As if His Word Workes Sacraments yea Man The truest best Idaea that we can Have of Him with each Rocke Stone they espie Were not enough to shew him to their eye Without those Idols which have thrust aside These better Pictures and Christ from them hide 38. Blessed Lord Jesus who the only Rocke And Refuge art of thine Elected Flocke Teach us thus sweetely to behold and view Thee in each Rocke we see for to renue Melt change delight rejoyce our Hearts make Them out of love to Thee all else forsake Still living cleaving dying unto Thee The onely Rocke where they full safe shall be Meditations of the second Kinde comparing Rockes and Sinnes together AGaine Me thinkes the Rockes doe typifie the nature of those Sinnes which in us lye 1. For first all Rockes exceeding Heavie are To those who them upon their shoulders beare Yet Light not pondrous to their proper place So to all Hearts renu'd with saving Grace All sinnes more heavie than Rockes are and seeme Though stony hearts them light and easie deeme 2. Rockes presse and bruise Them sore on whom they lye And for meere anguish make them Roare and Cry Sinnes doe so too when God doth once awake Mens soules their Pressure makes them roare and quake O then beware of Sinnes which bruise oppresse Our soules and worke nought else but their distresse Rockes sinke and bend still downe wards Sins doe so Tending to Hell the Place to which they goe Each day they sinke men lower than they were Till by degrees they them to Hell downe-beare Oh then betimes shake off these weights which presse And sinke our Soules to Hell without redresse 4. Rocks cold hard dead and senselesse are Sins make All such within whose Hearts they Lodgings take Beware then how such Guests we entertaine By which our Soules are deaded hurt and Slaine 5. Rockes make men oft to stumble slip and fall And break their Bones Limbs Neckes oft times withall Sinnes doe the like If then we would be free From Slips and Break-neck-falls we must them flee 6. Rockes are deformed horrid barren vile And so are sinnes with all whom they defile These make Men ugly filthy Steril base And all their Glory Beauty quite deface Yea change them into Monsters wolves dogs swine Nay Fiends incarnate O then Sinnes decline 7. Where Rockes once fixe their Stations they remaine And none but God can move them thence againe So Sins once setled in Mens Hearts there stand Fast centred till Gods owne Almighty hand Expell them thence O then let no Sinnes lye Upon our Soules but out them presently Lest they should settle for if once they rest

Dewes that on Rockes light Make them not fruitfull nor in better plight But glide away forthwith not sinking downe To make them Mellow good or sinne to drowne So Rockie Hearts though they receive the raine And frequent showres of Gods blest Word remaine Still Barren Hard and Sencelesse nought will stay That drops upon them but all slides away That 's Good or Sacred onely Flouds of sinne Sinke downe with speede and freely enter in 14. None craggie Rockes will Till Plough Plant or Sow Their Labours lost who doe it nought will grow Obdurate Hearts few use to Plough or Till With Godly Precepts Counsells sith they still Neglect deride contemne them so as all The seede is lost which on the Rockes doth fall 15. Rockes blunt and hurt the edge of Tooles that smite Or square them for good uses yea in spite Their Chips and Shivers dash against the Eyes Face Shins of those that hew them Loe the guise Of Rockie Hearts which hurt and malice those Who checke their sinnes and hate them as their Foes Yea let their Pastors in their Ministry But touch their Sores into their Face they flye So zealous are they for those Sinnes which end In hell when they will not Gods cause defend O that our zeale for God were halfe so much As for our darling Crimes when Men them touch Then would we let them strike wound lance yea Slay Our dearest Sinnes and thanke not them gaine-say 16. Rockes Cold and Heavie are and never move Out of their Places nor mount up above Unlesse perforce and then they ever bend Downe to the Center whence they did ascend So Rockie Hearts are Cold and lumpish still To all that good is prone to nought but Ill No Love Heate zeale to God within them flame His Cause they 'le not stir in for Love nor Shame Their Thoughts Minds Cares are fixt on things below And never upwards Soare to view mind know The things above unlesse some sodaine Feare Of Death Hell Danger up them scrue or reare Against their Wills which past to Earth they hie With greater poyse and there still groveling lie 17. Rockes Dumbe and silent are So Hearts of Stone For good Discourse have neither Tongue nor Tone Sitting still Mute like stones without voyce sence When any fall to godly Conference 18. Rockes bare and naked are whence all may spie Their Nakednesse and grosse Deformitie All Stony Hearts are naked poore and bare Their Barenesse vilenesse wants exposed are To all Mens view till Christs rich Robes of Grace Cloath or Adorne them and these wants deface 19. Rockes Livelesse are and Stony Hearts are Dead No life of Grace was ever in them bred Yea all who now draw breath must shortly dye Who knowes how soone and dead as Rockes shall lye 20. Rockes till by force they broken be and slit Hewd polisht for all Buildings are unfit Thus Rockie Hearts till God them rent hew square To build his House Church Temple uselesse are 21. Rockes make Men fall and stumble to their Paine And Hurt That Rockie Hearts doe thus t is plaine Since all our Slips Falls Bruises Sinnes proceede From Stony Hearts which make us take no heede 22. Rockes Shipwracke those who doe too neare them sayle And sunken Rockes to split Ships most prevaile Thus Rockie Hearts unlesse we from them fly Will wracke us all but yet especially When neither Felt nor Seene for then we run With full-saile on them and are quite undone 23. Rockes feele no Burthens weights that on them lie So Rockie Hearts doe never sigh groane cry Vnder the Weights and Burthens of their Crimes Though heavier than the Sands a thousand times And why because they never feele their poyse Till it them sinke to Hell and quite destroyes 24. Not all the Men on Earth with all their Art Can make one Rock or Stone much lesse an Heart But onely God himselfe yet Men alone Are the Creators of all Hearts of Stone Not God O wonder that Men should create Nought but Hard Rockie Hearts which God doth hate Such Hearts can none else but Men Fathers call Which sinke still downewards till to Hell they fall 25. O then when ever we a Rocke shall see Let these thoughts to our Mindes recalled be Yea ponder what Old Rockie Hearts we have By Sinne and Nature then New soft Hearts crave With fervent Prayers Grones Sighes Teares so we Our Hearts of Rocke to flesh transform'd shall see And if we finde feele know by signes most sure Our hearts thus changed and made soft and pure Let us for ever in Word Deede Life Thought Extoll and y praise Him who this Change hath wrought Keeping a narrow watch both night and day Over our cheating Hearts for feare lest they Should by degrees freeze or grow hard againe Yea turne to Rockes and so for aye remaine 26. Sweete Jesus take our Stony Hearts away And give us hearts of flesh we humbly pray And of all other Plagues from us avert This as the greatest an obdurate Heart And since of all our Parts Thou dost require Seeke prize our Hearts most grant us we desire Such broken contrite tender Hearts as may Delight Thee most and never from Thee stray Such Hearts Thou onely canst create not we Make our Hearts such then happy shall we be Miscellanie Meditations of the fifth Kinde TO winde up all Rockes to our Mindes present Some other usefull Thoughts with great content 1. When we behold some Stones with Tooles and Barres Dig'd out of Rockes and taken from the Quarres To build some Stately Church whiles others stay Still there unwrought though quite as good as they It mindes us of that common Rocke wherein Mankinde corrupted lay through Adams Sinne From whence God by Election and meere Grace Culls out some Stones though few which he doth place Within his Churches Buildings where they lie Fast joyn'd to Christ for all Eternitie When as all others though as good as they And of the selfesame Rocke Quar Lumpe and Clay Lye still unpolisht in the rotten Masse And State of Sinne untill to Hell they passe Without Injustice since Gods Grace is free And none but for some Sinne shall damned be 2. When I consider that all Tombestones Urnes And Tombes where Man meere Dust to Dust returnes Are broken pieces of some Rockes I then Behold my Tombe-stone in each Rocke I ken And say Loe here 's the lasting Monument Wherein my Body must ere long be pent And shut Close Prisner till the Judgement day When all its Rust and Bolts shall fall away Which Thought digested makes me still amend My Life and fits me alwayes for mine End Let all revolve it oft within their Minde And they shall Treasure Honey in it finde 3. When I behold some people dwell live lye In Caves of

a God of might can tame and charme Such foaming bedlam Seas and them dis-arme Of all their fury strength and them divide Yea dry at pleasure to abate their pride And cannot he who bounds rules calmes and quels The boist'rous Ocean when it roares and swels With greatest force and furie bridle swage Both men and Devills when they storme and rage Yea dash them into shivers with more ease And speed than Seas a potsheard if He please Why should wee then once dread their threats or frownes Their might or fury which our God still bounds They cannot touch one haire if he say nay Much lesse our Soules harme or our bodies slay Whilest we with upright hearts for his cause stand O sweete sweete comfort to Gods chosen Band Thinke well of this and then we shall defie All Tyrants rage and neare once feare nor flye What ever comes when God shall call us out To fight for him and shew our selves most stout 4. Besides the Flux and Reflux of Seas Tyde At certaine constant houres without a guide It s wise disposall to each shore Port Creeke Throughout the world where men for traffique seeke It s close conveyance to all Fountaines Springs The Earth to water and all living things The great and wondrous strange variety Of Fish and Creatures which doe live breede lye Within its wombe Men to delight and feede As well in times of plenty as of neede What doe they all demonstrate to our eyes And Mindes but that God is most skilfull wise In these his wondrous workes exceeding all Mens Art farre more than Earth a Tennis-Ball O let us then in all we enterprize Submit our wits to him who is so wise Craving his ayde and giving him the praise Of his great wisedome which must guide our wayes 5. Yea these shew forth to Men Gods Providence Which doth the Sea thus order guide dispence In wondrous manner and feede rule sustaine All Fishes creatures which it doth containe And is as watchfull restlesse night and day As Seas which ever move but never stay Thrice happie they who firmely can relie Upon Gods care in all extremity He who each wave doth rule and each fish feede Will in due season send them all they neede 6. The Seas great depth which few or none can sound Points out Gods secret Judgements more profound Yea Ships Barkes Boates which plough the Seas bright face Yet leave no footsteps by which them to trace Gods hidden Counsells wayes and deepe decrees Past finding out present to all degrees Hence God is sayd in Sea to have his way His pathes in waters deepe past mans display O then adore his Judgements Counsells deepe And not presume into them once to peepe With prying eyes beyond those bounds which He In sacred writ hath fixed unto thee 7. The Length and widenesse of the Sea which spreads It selfe both farre and neere to pious Heads And Hearts shewes forth the vaste immensity And Omni-presence of the Deity Which fills both Earth and Heaven Sea world Hell Yea every part of each O strange to tell Oh horrid Meditation to the Rout Of gracelesse sinners when they goe about To hide or flye from God who doth fore-stall Nay fill all corners into which they crall How can they then escape his venging hand Which is so neare them both by Sea and Land Yet matchlesse solace to Gods chosen sheepe That his sweete presence shall them cheare fence keepe By Sea and Land where ere they live or goe This makes them happie in a world of woe What neede we then to feare a banishment From Friends or home or close Imprisonment In any hole or dungeon since no place Can barre from us Gods presence or his Grace Which ever make an Heaven where they dwell A royall Pallace of the darkest Cell 8. The raging Seas fierce waves and roaring Cry Which daunt all Hearts spare neither Low nor High Bearing downe all before them who withstand Their furious progresse with a potent hand Describe Gods dreadfull wrath and dismall Ire Against obdurate sinners who conspire To breake his Lawes oppose his Christ despite And grieve his Spirit sinning with delight Without remorse or checke till they provoke Him to consume them with a fatall stroke O let us oft consider still feare shunne His dreadfull wrath from which we cannot runne Much lesse resist it praying Christ to swage And quench it least we perish in Gods rage The angry Floods can onely drowne or fright Us for a moment but if Gods wrath light Upon us Soule and Body both shall be Vnder its Tortures for Eternitie 9. The Sea so usefull good and meete for Fish And foule of all sorts that mans heart can wish For Salt Clounds raine springs rivers which proceede From it and traffique for all things we neede Proclaimes to all Gods goodnesse bounty grace Who all this goodnesse in the Sea did place To make Men happie Let this goodnesse raise Our hearts to Love and give him all due praise 10. Once more the Springs and Rivers which ascend Out of the Sea at first and in it end Instruct us sweetely how that every thing From God the Sea of being first did spring And therefore should by way of thankefulnesse Their course Aymes Ends to him alone addresse But chiefely Man first made and since that bought To serve God onely in deed word and thought Should all returne to him from whom it flowes Since all is his that on us springs or growes O let us study from our Hearts to give All unto him in whom we are move live It is his due our duty all we have To render to him who our soules must save Most blessed God let us thus oft behold Thee in this Christall glasse the Sea our cold And frozen Hearts to warme with these sweete Rayes Which it reflects to thine eternall praise Meditations of the second Sort. AGaine the Sea 's of Christ a lively Type And his deare blood which doth our sinnes out-wipe 1. For as the Sea all filth doth clense away From Bodies Vessells Meates Hearbes Fruites Aray That in it washed are So Christs sweete Blood More clensing than the purest spring or Flood All filth and spots of sinne which Soules defile And in Gods eyes present them foule and vile Doth quite abolish and so purge away From all such soules as on him fast hold lay By faith unfained that no filth nor staine Of any sinne upon them shall remaine To make them loathsome in his Fathers sight In which they shine as starres most cleare and bright O let us prize this Blood beyond compare By which our Soules from sinne thus clensed are 2. The Sea which did the wicked world destroy By Gods command yet saved upright Noy With that red Sea which the Aegyptians drown'd When

our Rocke Christ or his Heritage Themselves not him nor them to powder grinde And in the close nought but confusion finde O dash not then against these Rockes which shall Stand firme amidst all stormes that on them fall Lord let us never be of this lewd crue But with thy grace our Hearts and Lives renue That so we may escape that Lake of fire Where they shall ever feele thy scalding Ire Meditations of the fifth Sort. ONce more me thinkes the Sea which ever floates But never rests presents unto my thoughts A lively Mappe of this vaine World which it In some respects resembles very fit Yeelding them ample Sea-roome for to hale And chase this Theame with a delightfull Gale Untill my roving Muse quite tyred shall Take in her Sailes and let her Anchor fall 1. Now to begin this pleasing chase the Seas Are salt harsh brackish and no Pallats please This world is bitter tart and salt to all Through sickenesse sorrowes crosses which befall Them in some kinde or other for to make Their Hearts more willing its love to forsake But most unpleasant is it to Gods Saints Of any others whose most sad Complaints Of its sharpe Brine would peirce a heart of steele And make all salt we in it taste or feele How can we then this brinish world once love Or be unwilling from it to remove Unto that other fraught with all delights All sweetest Joyes and Soule-refreshing sights 2. Sea waters drunke downe hurt gnaw fret decay The Entralls and oft times take life away This brackish world quaft down the soule annoyes Corrodes consumes and at the last destroyes Those who sippe of it sickely grow but such Are past all cure who swallow over-much O let us never bibbe carouse or love Her poysnous cups which doe so deadly prove 3. Salt waters still increase not quench mens thirst He that drinkes these is dryer than at first This worlds salt streames mens drought can never swage The more they drinke the more their thirst doth rage A cup or two still makes them long for more And none so dry as those who have most store Of this worlds waters which doe onely feede Not quench the dropsie cause not helpe their neede O taste not then her streames but them defie Which swage no thirst but make men still more drie 4. The Sea is ever floating changing place State and condition never in one Case Sometimes it flowes a space then ebbes againe Forth-with and Stormes its Calmes still entertaine If now it smiles anon it frownes foames swels Ringing the changes more than any Bells This world is flitting fickle mutable We all like strangers pilgrimes in it dwell Roving from place to place till death arrest Our wandring Corps and lose us in Earthes brest Sometimes the flowing Tydes of happinesse Mount us aloft anon some Ebbes depresse And cast us downe farre lower than before As happy made to be more vile and poore One space a Calme or pleasant Gale doth smile And breath upon us but within a while Tempestuous stormes and whirle-winds over-take Tosse teare split sinke us and we shipwracke make To day we rich are ere to morrow poore Well in the morning dead or at deaths doore Ere night in Honour and esteeme this houre The next cast downe base withered like a flower How many sayling in full streames of wealth Pomp Honour Pleasure Favour Greatnesse Health And all contentments which the world can give Unto her darlings whilst they therein live Have in one houres space beene stript of all And dasht in peeces with a suddaine fall How many mighty Kings States Monarchies Have in a moment felt such miseries Such fatall changes in their worldly State As no Heart could conceive no tongue relate Unconstant world more full of changes then The Sea or Moone how can the sonnes of men Once love or trust thee Goe cheate Thy sickely friendship ever will defie 5. The Sea is full of Rockes which sinke and quash Those Ships Barkes Boates that doe against them dash This world hath farre more Rockes to wracke and Split The Soules of such as doe against them hit Wealth honours lusts pompes pleasures pride of Life With sundry other Rockes are here at strife Which shall most soules destroy and sinke to Hell In Seas and Lakes of brimstone still to dwell How dare we then approach these Rockes or run Upon them which whole Millions have undone Or take delight this worlds ill Seas to crosse Where most are Wreckt none scape without some losse 6. The Sea a smiling shining azure face And lovely out-side hath her selfe to grace Wherewith she hides her savage cruelty Rockes Shelves Gulfes and those Monsters that doe lye Close couch'd in her to wrecke and to devoure All those her beauty drawes within their power This cheating flatring world mens soules to traine Into her deadly Snares where they remaine Fast hampred till they perish still presents Her selfe to them deckt with such Ornaments Such out-side beauty pompe State gaudinesse And seeming shewes of present happinesse As ravish most mens Eyes and Hearts with Love Of her and turne them from the things above Whereas if they once saw or could discry Those horrid Monsters Rockes gulfes snares that lye Hid under her faire surface they would shun Her Love and faster from than to her run O let us view her intrals not her skin She 's Gold without but Poyson Drosse within 7. The Sealyes open to all stormes and winds This world exposed is unto all kinds Of Tempests Crosses Losses Gustes and Harmes How can we then lye sleeping in her Armes Or hope to finde peace rest content or blisse In her where we are certaine all to misse 8. The Clouds above much darken and obscure The Seas bright shining face whiles they indure So clouds of crosses sent from God deface This worlds bright Luster much eclipse her grace Making her loathsome in these very Eyes Which in her Sun-shine did her over prise 9. Those Fogges Cloudes Stormes which darke the light-some skies Ecclipse the Sun-shine worke much harme arise Out of the Sea at first Most cloudes of woes Mists fogges of sorrowes which doe interpose Twixt Men and Heaven hiding Gods sweete Face And presence from them with his Rayes of grace Vexing their Hearts Mindes Soules doe ever spring From this worlds Seas which nought but mischiefe bring O let us never fixe our mindes or Hearts On her that is the cause of all our smarts 10. The lowest Ebbes Seas highest Tydes succeede Mens greatest falls from this worlds heights proceede Expect then when her Tydes doe highest flow Some great approaching Ebbe to bring thee low Let not then her spring Tides of happinesse Make men secure proud haughty or to blesse Themselves without good cause since none so nigh Are to a fall as those she mounts most high 11. The