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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B10044	A testimony concerning the life and death of William Sixmith, being sent with the following matter to London, in order to be made publick.	Sixmith, William, 1655 or 6-1677.; Sixmith, Bryan, d. 1679.	1678 (1678)	Wing S3923B; ESTC R184261	13,685	28

all that love the Truth and walk in it Bruen Sixmith Warington the 20th of the 1st Moneth 1678. On Man HOW weak and poor a thing is feeble Man How Nothing is he in the best he can How hard a Matter it s for him to find A truly solid and a serious Mind To feel it centred down in the true Rest Where nothing in the same can him Molest To feel it fixt and knit so close to Him That neven can be Overcome by Sin Where th' Enemy no Entrance can Find O! there it is that I would have my Mind To feel it alwayes on a daily Watch Where then the Enemy can make no Breach This is a blessed State thrice happy They That have attain'd unto this Blessed Day William Sixmith On these Times O Most unhappy Time that we live In Not only living but pleading for Sin For term of Life saying That none is Free On this side th' Grave nor never like to Be Setting so much their Minds on Fading Things And Earthly Toyes and Vanities which Brings Them into such a very Careless State They seek to purchase them at any Rate Their Precious Time they lose a Thing most Sad And to their own Destruction they are Led Satan Blindsolding them they cannot See The Snare that 's said O most gross Vanity To see that almost all men should be Guiided By th' subtil Serpent and yet be Derided And laught at as it were when they are Brought Into his Snare and they be surely Caught Ah! when the Blessed Spirit doth cease Striving There is no Hope at th' Heavenly Rest Arriving For there 's a Time when th' Spirit strives with Men Oh! happy will they be that answer Then To all that it requires forth with Obeying And not consult with Flesh and Blood in Saying O Lord what thou commandst I cannot Do The Thing is hard to Reap and not to Sow Oh foolish Man who dost at randum Talk Charging him falsly for thou dost not Walk According to thy Knowledge but dost Run In thy own Way and wilt not hear his Son Which doth in secret Check Reprove Chastize And sweeps away the Refuge of all Lyes For he not only shews thee what is Good But cl nses thee from Evil with his Blood O Man consider then what thou art Doing Consider with thy self where thou art Going For as in this vain World thou now dost Live Thou in the World to come Account must Give Of Actions that are done in th' Body Here As they be Good or Bad they must Appear According unto them thou doom must Have Repent therefore before thou go to th' Grave For as the Tree doth fall so it doth Lie Examine well thy self therefore and Try How it doth stand betwixt thee and thy God And dread his Name lest that thou feel his Rod Here on the Earth and in the other World Into Everlasting Burnings thou be Hurl'd Whenas thou hast receiv'd that Sentence Past Of Go thou Cursed into Hell thou must Where there is Weeping and Gnashing of Teeth And out of it to thee there 's no Relief But if that thou dost walk as thee Becomes Thou shalt be numbered amongst the Sons Of great Jehovah when that thou dost Dye And things that are Coelestial shalt Enjoy And sit in Heavenly Places where there Rings Sweet Halelujah's to the King of Kings W. S. Octob. 16. 1674. HOW difficult a Task it is to Find A solid serious and a stayed Mind The Enemy of Man doth go About With such cunning Device to draw it Out Either presenting Objects to the Eye And by the same seeks for to Destroy Their very Life so causing it to Run So far therein that they are quite Undone Or else in drawing them into the Earth Perswading them unto a little Mirth Saying They ought not alwayes be so Sad For it doth stupifie and maketh Mad. O! these and such like Snares the Devil Layes Whereby the Panting Soul he oft Betrayes W. S. VVHO shall they call on to assist their Quill One of the Muses No let them be still And meditate that do desire to Sing Praises and Halelujahs to their King The Righteous King Redeemer and Creator The only God the Lord and blessed Maker But as they contemplate methinks they Hear Something in secret that saith Lend an Ear To me and hear the words that I do Say And that which I command do thou Obey And except they attend unto this Word There 's none can sing true Praises to the Lord It s those that are redeem'd by Sion's King They they alone can living Praises Sing Those that in his Cause would their Life lay Down And seek his Glory and not seek their Own Those that are taught and guided by his Spirit It s those can sing It s those that do Inherit A glorious Crown to those he doth Perform His blessed Promises It s those Adorn The Gospel of the Lord and it is Those That fight God's Battels with them that Oppose Those give unto the Hungry Meat Of that which God gave them to Eat Spiritual Bread to feed the inward Man To nourish in there 's nothing else that Can. So th' Wicked cannot sing no let them Mourn And weep and wail let them themselves Adorn With Sack-cloth and with Ashes let them ly Groveling on th' Earth and know the Misery That doth attend on all in that Estate Let them not sleep nor slumber let them Wait To know a true Repentance in them Wrought And know that of themselves they can do nought And when they 'r Sensible of their Condition And on their Hearts there comes a true Contrition With Sighs and Groans unto the Lord That He Would ease them out of their Calamitie O! then the Lord in his great Mercy Pleaseth To shew them Comfort and their Minds he Easeth In giving them the Knowledge of his Son Or else their Sin-sick Souls had been Undon Shewing its he alone that works Within And no one else there is can cleanse from Sin And though that it seem little give an Ean To it and it will shew what 's sin most Clear It will not only shew thee what is Evil But as kept to may overcome the Devil It s they who keep to it that truly Sings Everlasting Praises to the King of Kings W. S. Opinions O How is Man degenerated Now Not only lost the Power but Form Too In which the primitive Fathers were Found The Words of whom they call their Rule and Ground On which they build yet they do walk contrary And all their Structures much from theirs do Vary There 's some make Christ the Chief and Corner Stone And preach None knows the Father but the Son And he to whom the Son doth him Reveal What Knowledge else they have doth nought Avail So they instruct all men to come to Him VVho purifies and purgeth ev'ry Sin But others teach that Revelation's Ceast VVhich doth conclude that Knowing God 's Decreast And call the Scriptures Rule