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A44052	Sion and Parnassus, or, Epigrams on severall texts of the Old and New Testament to which are added [brace] A poem on the Passion, A hymn on the resurrection, ascention, and feast of Pentecost / by Iohn Hoddesdon.	Hoddesdon, John, fl. 1650.	1650 (1650)	Wing H2295; ESTC R35999	48,372	143

given God gave you what you offer'd him 't was fit For offering such a trespasse to commit 54. SHELOMITHS sonne blaspheming is stoned chap. 24. Thou' rt ston'd blasphemer and 't was thy desert Just punishment for such a stony heart That curse thou dartedst up at Heav'n fell down Heavy as is stones nature on thy crown Thy Sire was an Egyptian which made thee In th' holy language no more skil'd to be 55. The yeare of JUBILEE ch 25. Blest year of rest which was as we may say Through all its course a lasting holy-day Whose priviledge of rest did so abound That ' mongst the rest it priviledg'd the ground No crooked plough could now the leave obtain To make her furrow up her face for pain Now Lands revolve to their right Lord each skore Of debt and tears were wip'd off from the poor Blest yeare more blest if gratefull they had been And made this year their resting year from sinne 56. For unto me the children of ISRAEL c. ch 27. verse the last Lord 't is confest we are thy servants so Are glorious Angels farre our Betters too But might a servant say 't without offence We'd be thy servants in a stricter sence Wouldst thou us manumize from bondage then As Denizons of new Jerusalem Or by adoption make us thine this done Each shall thy servant be although thy sonne The fourth book of MOSES called NUMBERS 56. The ISRAELITE gathering sticks on the Sabbath day stoned ch 15. WHy didst thou break his precept who doth say Abstain from labour on the Sabbath day These sticks send thee to Styx fool make thy mone Thus looking for a stick thou 'st got the stone 58. The Rebellion of KORAH DATHAN and ABIRAM ch 16. Thus clog'd with sinne it was impossible But such a weight should sink them down to hell A crime so foul that lest it should be spide The earth did it within her entrails hide She could not sure but breed herself disquiet Clogging her stomach with such lothsome diet Thus they were taken in their proper gin They digg'd a pit and fell themselves therein When thus you op'd your mouths dire murmurers What marvell was 't the Earth so open'd hers 59. AARON'S rod budding ch 17. That Aaron's rod should blossome shews that God Would that the house of Levi still should bud And flourish what a wonder 's here O see A wither'd branch becomes a fruitfull tree But still a rod that if we bear no fruit The rod of chastisement may force us to 't Yet Almonds are poor fruit I wish that mine Were not of them but rather of the Vine 60. AARON'S death ch 20. Thou now great priest approching to thy death Dost first resigne thy office then thy breath Here thou ascend'st a mount whence thy soul will Take her ripe flight unto the heavenly hill Thou leav'st thy people now yet leav'st them so That thou art gather'd to thy people too 61. The brazen Serpent ch 21. That through Gods power virtue in this brasse lay None is so impudent that dare gain say No cordiall nor yet simple 't would appear To humane sense a simple med'cine here Wondrous yet wondrous easie to apply Such precious salve i th' twinkling of an eye 62. BALAAMS Asse ch 22. Heaven gives a tongue and mind the Asse 'gins break Her silence and hath now a mind to speak Her master and his pride no longer bears Though she his asse had been so many years She saw the Angell and with terrour led Fell down upon the ground and worshipped Had Balaam known in what a case he was And done like her he had not play'd the asse 63. Defile not the Land c. ch 35. Do not defile our land and mak 't an hell With sins wherein heavens God is pleas'd to dwell But when that is defil'd lest he depart Be sure keep one place pure and that 's thy heart The fifth book of MOSES called DEUTERONOMY 64. Thou shalt not plough with an ox and an asse together ch 22. v. 10. PReposterous sin what reason canst thou find That thou what nature would not wouldst have joyn'd Must the poor asse for all past pains at length Be match'd thus with a beast above his strength Although for humane cause desist thou wouldst not O joyn them not ' cause God enjoyns thou shouldst not 65. Thou shalt not muzzle the ox that treadeth out the corn ch 25. v. 4. Before he took pains for thee at the plough And though he eat why yet he labours now 'T is fit that he with whose help thou dost sow Should eat the fruit of what he toild for too Thou 'lt say as he treads out he eats 't is true Yet as he eats he sweats and give him 's due Why dost thou muzzle up his mouth heav'n hears His dumbe complaints thou canst not stop heav'ns ears But wilt thou tie his chaps up yet accurst Tie up his legs withall and do thy worst 66. Joshua encouraged ch 31. Joshua in Moses stead by Gods command Was to guide Israel to the promis'd land Moses now ready to depart doth make him This promise that God never should forsake him God would go up before him were 't not so Both he and Israel down the wind would go He 'd be their Captains Captain can they misse To conquer Earth whose Captain Heaven is Beforehand God goes up the cause we see That Israel never might behind hand be 67. The Israelites freed by MOSES ch 34. He led Gods chosen from proud Pharaohs Land By miracles and an outstretched hand Through the red sea and Wildernesse of Sin To th' confines of the promis'd land did bring Where having left his charge with Joshua He went before hand to prepare their way 68. MOSES his death ch 34. Moses who whilst he liv'd a blessing still Had been leaves blessings as his dying will Whose corps lest Israel should prize too high And so fall into flat Idolatry God himself buried Where 's unknown to men In silence bury all such questions then The book of JOSHUAH 69. RAHABS preserving the two spies ch 2. v. 15. IN saving them she sav'd herself who by Her craft so hid the spies none could them spie And though an harlot yet in this did well Proving a common friend to Israel Down by a cord she let them which did move Their hearts and drew them with a cord of love 70. Bind this line of scarlet thread in the window ch 2. v. 18. Great Joshuah dare not siege'gainst this house lay Where Rahab doth her bloudy flagge display 71. Jordan dried up ch 3. Where Joshuah goes the Ark must go before An Ark must save part of mankind once more Jordan though he o'reflows his banks for fear Retires seeing the fiery pillar near The billows from above of leave debarr'd T' run down here rev'rently keep court of guard The waves below seeing no succour nigh Streight shrink away and leave their channel dry O wonder which who looks on sees

build This not enought these Theo-cides begin To smite him on the cheeks O horrid sinne Whilst they disfigure thus with blows his face Gods image clean from out themselves they race Whilst on the face they smite him happy wert Their consciences could smite them on the heart Buffets are added too and they shall hear If I may say 't on both sides of their ear Those buffetings I may with holy Paul Satans at least or Satans servants call How think ye he your prayers will hear who thus Have strove to deaf him both to you and us Those hands which formed them they impiously With blows would bring unto deformity Those hands they strike to heav'n he upward throws They strike upon a palm that upward grows His eyes too in derision they blind They'd have his eyes it seems like to their mind How could those wretches think to kood-wink him Who both lights organ gave and medium They mock him the eternall God and he Will mock their hopes unto eternitie They brag they 'r Isaac's seed but who can know Now whether they are Ishmaelites or no First scoffing and then down-right murd'ring sure They thought it difficult hell to procure Else certainly they never so would wrest It doubly both by earnest and in jest But this is nothing yet disloyally Peter whoerst forsook doth now deny His Master and doth curse himself but he Whom he denies denies his curse shall be Fulfild on him but gives him penitence Eyes first to see then weep for his offence He had decreed to die before and hence It was he spoke not in his own defence Had he for his just cause but pleaded so Injustice would be forc'd justice to do He could have utter'd one such sentence then Which should have forc'd his judge change his agen Who yet unwilling was that one so Just Should die to satlsfie the peoples lust Fain would he have condemned one who was An homicide seditious Barabbas An homicide must be releas'd that they The homicides might with their Saviour play Play said I I recant it was not true Or if they play'd at least they play'd the Jew What madnesse seis'd you that you should release The peace's troubler bind the Prince of peace Much troubled in her dream was Pilates wife And did her best to save our Saviours life He hears her not O wretch how could it be Unlesse all goodnesse were a dream to thee Like dreams thy joyes shall vanish pleasures too And but hells pains thou shalt have nothing true Scribes people Pharisees together cry Out with him crucifie him crucifie Their noise resounds and rends the air again Ascending high'r then they shall ere attain That clamour which cri'd crucifie him here Thund'ring at heaven demands for vengeance there The voice ascended upwards but alas That they the lower might descend it was Why washest thou thy hands employ that art Yet that were bootlesse too to cleanse thine heart Or in that bloud from which thou sain wouldst free Thy self but wash and thou shalt cleansed be But O their cry prevails who cursing stood On them and on their children be his bloud God who ne're heard their pray'rs in ought but this Fulfill'd the tenour of their direfull wish Yet had they laid his bloud to heart in stead Of that God had not laid it on their head Pilate begins himself now to bestirre Not like a judge but Executioner The scourge foreshows what tortures are to come Of which that is but the Proaemium Deep print these lashes left but we unkind Forget to have them printed in our mind We may keep Gods commands and yet keep these No sinne to have such graven images Stript naked from his clothes if ever now Truth naked is we boldly may avow Who of eternall rayes himself before Had stript clogg'd with humanity once more Is stript of earthly garments that so he Might clothe us with his immortalitie But this was not enough with more disdain Then ere they strip'd they clothe him now again Little those miscreants thought when thus they plaid That they in searlet had their judge araid This colour with his office well agrees That bloudy fact and our iniquities Thus by anticipation be begins To be apparrell'd in his peoples sinnes A wreath of thorns ingirts his temples and A reed stead of a sceptre in his hand Those thorns which crown his brows may seem to say Who goes to heaven must go a thorny way How can the members better think to speed When he their head doth wear them on his head Never were thorns so rightly said t' inclose As now they are a full-blown purple rose He 'll near prove steady Christian who sticks Loth to embrace kicking against these pricks His sceptre weak although it be they need Not fear that he will break the bruised reed And now they make obeysance to him how Their outward not their inward knee they bow Prophetick 't is though little they intend It so to him of right all knees must bend Hail hail long reigne the king methinks I hear Their clam'rous mock-shouts rend the troubled air As on those goodly cities of the Plain He did so wretches he on you will rain Snares sulphur fire your courages shall quail And dreadfull stones of what you wisht him hail Our Lord was spit upon and we must too Expect through spittle unto heaven to go But O they go about farre worse then it I fear they have not all their venome spit The reed which stood before in 's sceptres stead Has left his hand and 's flown unto his head Which grieving their spites instrument to be Hath from that time to this sigh'd vocally Through strokes howe're the way may seem uneven He goes a beaten path that goes to heaven Jesting is past and now their play must be Clos'd in a Tragicall Catastrophe His own clothes are put on he in short space Is led to 's death Mount Calvarie's the place Simon takes up his crosse his others were Crosses sufficient for himself to bear On whose back laid besides his grief we find The sinnes and punishment of all mankind And now I come where I methinks could stay Ravish'd in contemplation for aye What a sad-joyfull object greets mine eye Seeing his sorrows can I chuse but cry Both grief and gladnesse here at once there lies And ev'n my very tears are tears of joyes Can I refrain to pour a briny floud Which yet is drown'd in th' Ocean of his bloud Can I refrain to joy those drops I see Are made the oyl of gladnesse Soul to thee Yet can I chuse but grieve since paradice Is purchas'd for me at so dear a price Yet can I chuse but joy in contemplation That these his sorrows work my souls salvation Then share me joyntly joy and sadnesse part Stakes in my leaping yet dissolving heart Or since the world 's a vale of tears on earth I 'll weep in heav'n will make eternall mirth The sonne of man is lifted up