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A74677	Eugenius Theodidactus. The prophetical trumpeter sounding an allarum to England illustrating the fate of Great Britain, past, present, and to come. Such wonderful things to happen these seven yeers following, as have not been heard of heretofore. A celestial vision. VVith a description of heaven and heavenly things, motives to pacifie Gods threatned wrath: of a bloody, fiery way of the day of judgment, and of saints and angels. / Sung in a most heavenly hymn, to the great comfort of all good Christians, by the Muses most unworthy, John Heydon, gent. philomat.	Heydon, John, b. 1629.	1655 (1655)	Thomason E1671_3; ESTC R208414	82,593	168

hear and see and bear a part In heav's heart-charming musick sacred art In that rare comfort of Mel-Melody At Christs rare Nuptials blest solemnity Come then Lord Jesus oh I cannot cease To wish my soul in thine eternal peace Give me O Lord good Stephens Eagles-eye Through thickest clouds heav'ns glory to espye Give me O Lord a voice angelicall With Heart unfeigned on thee thus to call How long O Lord how long wilt thou delay Lord Jesus come come quickly do not stay Make hast and tarry not I thee intreat And draw my soul from earth to heavenly seat For why I fea● Lord falsifie my fear That Satan wil 'gainst me such malice bear To cause my refractory flesh to stur My soul unto Rebellion so t' incur Thy wrath and indignation for the fame My stubborn flesh therefore Lord curb and tame O free me from this Fleshly Prison strong Wherein my soul hath fettered lyen too long Fett'red I say yea fest'red more 's my shame More art thou fl●sh and much more I too blame Who oft with Adam fondly have aspired And with vain-glory led have oft desired The fruit o' th' Tree of Knowledge for to eat Not of the Tree of Life more soveraign meat And to be red in any other Book Much pride and pleasure I have often took Than in my Book of conscience to behold The wo whereinto sin doth me infold With wontons I oft view'd Prides Looking-Glass But not times Dyall how my dayes did pass Yea on earths follies I have fixt mine eyes Gazing on blaztng worldly vanities Yet Lord I know that as thou hast a book wherein my faults are writ on them to look So thou a Bottle hast wherein to keep My contrite tears when I for Sin do weep And though my self unworthy I agnize Unto thy throne to lift my finful eyes Yet I my self unworthy do not find To weepe before thee til mine eyes be blind Lord then vouchsafe vouchsafe I thee beseech An ear an answer to my souls sad speech O come Lord Iesus come I humbly pray Speake peace unto my soul O do not stay Bind up my wounds make whole my malady VVith the Samaratans sweet charity Into my sore powre thou the Oyle of gladness Revive my soul from sin constrained sadness O bring my soul out of this mire and mnd This sinck of sin where I too long have stood Smite off my Fetters of iniquity As thou didst Peters in captivity Stop in me all the conduits of transgression Break Satans weapons of my son's oppression Yea let my eyes be as continual Lavers To wash and clense sins ulcers stinking savours For a clean Lord I know takes delectation To have a clean heart for his habitation Give therefore grace O Lord whiles here I live That I a bil of due divorce may give Unto that harlo● sin which too-too-long Hath by false Flattery done my soul much wrong O double treble happy were I sure If once I might put off sins rags impare T●ose Menstruous cloathes wherewith I am disguised VVhereby thine Image in mee 's not agnized VVhereby in thy pure sight I am but loathed O therefore that my soul might once be cloathed VVith thy most Royal Robes of righteousness Thy seamel●ss spotless Coat of Holyness And therein be presented to the Sight Of my great Lord the Father of all Light And be ingrafted and incorporate Into this New-Ierusalems blest state Ino this Kingdome evermore existing Into this Kingdome all of joy consisting Where all thy Saints and Sacred Angels reign By thee their mighty Lord and soveraign Cloathed in vestures of the purest white Stil in the presence of thy sacred sight Their heads adorn'd with Crowns of purest Gold Of preecious stones rich Pearls rare to behold Thou Lord alone being the Diadem Of these thy Saints in this Ierusalem Whose only sight is their beatitude Which duresfor aye without vicissitude But Lord it may be thou maist say to me Alas poor soul wouldst thou my beauty see None ere could see the glory of my face And lives on earth such is mans mortal case Lord thus I answer and I this confess That thy coelestial glorious holiness Is so immense so infinite so rare So great so glorious gracious specious fair That no flesh living can it see and live Yet to my soul O Lord this mercy give That so it may behold thy sacred sight Let death with thousand deaths my body smite So my poore Soul may see thy Majesty Let death my breath and Life end speedily Oh then I say and ne're shal cease to say O three-sold four-sold happy sure as they Who by a pious life and blessed end By Christ heav'ns Ladder to heav'ns joyes ascend Who for the minutes of Earths Lamentation Enjoy heav'ns endless years of consolation Who from this earthly prison are set free And in heav'ns Palace live O Christ with thee Yea who being dead to sin and Earthly toyes Are there in plenitude of perfect joyes But oh most wretched miserable I Who in the Flouds of worlds mortality By huge heav'n-mounting hel descending waves By Rocks Syrths whirlpoles al which seem my graves Am stil constrain'd to sail through dangers great Which waters winds weather together threat And which is more I mosterroniously Through ignorance oft wander clean away I lose my way and then am danger'd most Not ●nowing whither my poor ship doth coast Being thus expos'd to seas all jeopardies Like Ionah when from Ninive he flies Tost to and fro even into the Maw of hel By furious hound which 'gainst me rage and swel So that my way to th' Harbour of my rest Thus being lost my soul is fore opprest But which is worst whiles thus to thee I sail I meet Sea-Monsters which do me assail Resistful Remoraes do strive to stay me And huge Leviathan gapes wide to slay me Lifes toyes and troubles Satans craft and power Nould stay my voyage and would me devour Restless redresse is thus I store about Hnd for thy heavenly my soul cryes out Wherefore Sea-calming wind controlly Lord To my perplexed soul thine aid afford For if thou wilt O Lord thou canst me cherish O therefore help or else my soul wil perish One Depth O Lord another in doth call As waves break out and on each other fall The depth of my calamity profound Doth invocate thy Mercies which abound I call and cry from many waters deep My soul from sinking Lord preserve and keep O keep me from these dangers imminent Which have my silly soul on all sides pent Let thine oustretched arm upholding grace Once bring my soul unto her resting place From floods or worldly infelicity Into the ●ven of eternity How long O Lord how long wilt thou prolong Thy wrath● appeale and ease me from among These d●death-threatning dangers O direct My way to thee my 〈◊〉 to thee erect My ●fidence re-plan in thee I pray That ●o these temp●sts may me not dismay That so these floods though flow may

least I may Like to an infant learn to creep the way And grow from strength to strength from grace to grace Until I come in presence of thy face For I am weary of this pilgrimage And long for thee my heav'nly heritage How oft have I thee view'd with admiration How oft hast thou been my souls meditation How oft have I been ravisht with desire That unto thee my soul might once aspire How oft have I been scorn'd and vili-pended Earths most unpleasant pleasures quickly ended Being compared to those joyes above Which from my heart my soul doth dearly love My heart my life my bliss my joy my gem My soules dear soul is New-Ierusalem And now I come my joyes I come to you For whom I did so often seek and sue I pain and death do heartily imbrace So that my soul amongst you may take place Yea though ev'n hel it self were in my way And would my journey stop disturb or stay I would it pass and hazard hells annoy To live with Christ in his caelestial joy And surely since heath'nish Cleo● brotus Did seem but desp'rately so valorous Hearing his Master Plato once discourse Of immortalitie with furious force From an high Rock himself did head-long throw In hope to be immortalized so O how much rather then I pray ought I Dying it'h Lord a thousand death to die To be inve●ted in that perfect glory Shown an affur'd in truths most faithful Story He di'd in bare opinion Souls blind-love I die in saith and knowledg from above He onely hop● to have immortal Life I for immortal rest and glory rife He went unsent-for I am oft invited Even Christ himself my soul hath oft incited Incited oft I say with resolution And Pauls firm faith to wish for Dissolution Shal then his Pagan-courage mine excel Shal fear of death my Christian-courage quell Since my sure ground than his is much more firm And death to me is but my sorrows term And that my soul i' th end shall sure exult Although the way seem somewhat difficult O no my soul be valorous and stout With constant courage persevere hold out None fight but with a hope of victory Thy fight wel finisht brings eternitie If one shoul say unto a Captain stout Go forward with bold courage fight it out Do but thy utmost fight and give not over For thou in th end the conquest shalt recover Would any David his Goliah flie From whom he 's sure to win the victorie Would any Gideon such a fight refuse Could any valiant Ioshua think you chuse But enter combat with the proudest Foe Whom he with triumph surely shal orethrow My Saviour sweet even thus to me hath said Take courage Christian Souldier ben't afraid Do thou thy utmost Satan to with-stand For I will be propitious at thy hand Fight valiently and though thy Foes fierce might May hap to bring thee on thy knees i' th fight May often foil thee by his crafty snare Yea though his claws were ready thee to tare Yet I wil raise thee up I le thee defend And thou shalt sure be victor in the end Who then I say what 's he would be so base As not this proffer gladlie to imbrace Who could with vile pusillanimity So free a Conquest coward like deny Shal do●ing Lovers for their Ladies fight And for their sakes account all danger slight Shall Merchants venture both lives and goods For wealth pelf through th' Oceans dangrous floods Yea shal the ship boy gladly undergo All hazards which or Sea or shore can show Onely in hope to gain a Masters place And to obtain a cunning Pilots grace And shal my Soul turn coward ●ear and flie Shal not my soul controle that enemy Whom Christ my General first overthrew And thereby all his subtilties wel knew And knowing them hath taught me how to fight Me to defend him offend put to flight Yea and hath promis'd heel assistant bee And in my weakness cause my foe to flee And underneath my feet pull Satan down And me as victor graciously wil crown O then my soul stand stourly to 't and fear not Christs sacred arms in vain about thee bear not Fight this good fight and let proud Satan know Christ being Captain thou'lt him overthrow For if Heav'ns King by grace be on thy side Thou needst not fear what ere do thee betide No danger sure can in that Battel bee Where thou for Christ and Christ doth fight for thee And here 's my comfort this is my souls stay That whether Satan wound or do me stay Dye fleshly body so my soul may live Christ to my soul the Palm of grace wil give But as a mighty Emp'rour which proclaims At some great Feast Olympick warlike Games Wherein to him which proves the Conqueror And doth the best exploits this Emperor Wil give a crown his valor to reward And him with Kingly favour wil regard But not the Emp'rour unto him descends But lie to th' Emp'rors Gallery ascends There from his Princely hand to take the Crown The triumph trophy of his high renown Even so the Christian Souldier having gained The victory for which he long had strained With all his power spiritual to quel The rage of ray●nous sin and Satan fel Musts from the worlds Lists in a blessed end By death Heav'ns glorious Gallery ascend There from the hands of Jesus Christ himself To take a Crown far passing worldly pelf A Crown of joy even glories plenitude A Crown of bliss even heav'ns beatitude Not as the Meede of his deserving merit But as the free gift of Gods sacred Spirit For having done what ever I am able Yet my best service is unprofitable Only in mercy he is pleas'd to Crown His own good gifts in me to my renown O! therefore death shal be my welcome guest Death which translates from la Sour unto rest From worldly sorrow to heav'ns joyes encrease From wo to weale from trouble to sweet peace From earth the stage of instability To heav'n the fortress of true constancie Go then you godless Heliogabolites You drunken Vicars proud cosmopolites Go please your selves in swearing feasting fighting And not what 's just but what 's your lusts delight in Go please your selves with rich and large extents Of wealthy Mannors stately tenements Grow proud to see your underlings beslaved And by your greatness wrongfully outbraved To see your ward-roabs stuft with proud apparel Your mouths with oathes your thoughts with strife quarrel To have variety of worldly pleasure Delicate Gardens Coffers ful of treasure Treasure sa●d I nay white and yellow clay Bewitching Mammon Sin-bane souls decay Or if there 's ought that doth you more allure Or which you would with more content procure Use it possess it yet for all this know You shall it all with shame and smart for go Yea God wil take at deaths disastrous day Your Lands your life your goods your Gods away This this alas did cause the Prophets cry

of earthly comfort more or less No seeking suing there wrongs to redress By temp'rall laws or ecclesiasticall For there the trinity is all in all And is this glorious Cities great Lord-Keeper Most vigilant and watchful he 's no sleeper And which as was promis'd is the perfection And consummating of this benediction This glorious Kingdome where Gods Saints shal reign Shal doubtless sempiternally remain Like glorified Kings most gloriously Their bliss shal last past all eternity Now as bounteous hearted King doth use When he a Fau'ri●e unto him doth chose On whom he meaneth largely to bestow His golden gifts like Rivers to ore-flow What he doth promise or by words proclaime By 's Letters-patents ratifies the same Thus O even thus our bounteous hearted Lord The heart of bounty Loves ore-flowing word Having his Church his favorite elected And promis'd she shal be by him erected Richly endow'd gorgeously beautified Rarely be royalliz'd and sanctified Her head adorned with a Crown of Gold A fragrant Garland which shal nere wax old Triumphantly in endless joy shal reign And see her subject abject foes in pain The Lord I say this promise having given That all these joyes they shal possess in heaven To verifie his promise and confirm What he hath said beyond times endless term Hath given his Letters Patents his broad Seal i th' sacred Scriptures which he'ele nere repeal Seal'd by an angels testimony pure And as his act and deed given and made sure To blessed Iohn in the behalf and right And to the use of all the Saints of Light Which being done makes thereof Proclamation VVith most emphaticall asseveration That he the Lord of Lords and King of Kings Hath power to do and wil perform these things And surely heaven and earth shal pass away Yea all things shal prepostrously decay Ere his pure word in one least jot or tittle Shall fade or fail or alter nere so little VVhich though some wretches athiesticall Some Nauseous Neuter Satans tennis-ball Some execrable Saduces I say VVhich do the resurrection denay Though some vile quakers Pythagoricall Or Anabaptists most Diabolicall VVhich have suppos'd the spirits trans-migration From one t' another in life consummation VVhich do with devillish dotage them perswade That there 's no God which ere the world hath mad Nor that the would ere had a prime beginning And think and hold that it shal nere have ending Although such Hectors past all grace May entertain a thought with brazen face And heart of flinty infidelity To think or say that the rare symmetry Of this Jerusalem coelestial Seems as thing meer hyperbolicall Incredible to their besotted sense And past the reach of their intelligence Yet let the rabble of such miscreants know That ther 's 'gainst them pronounc't a fearful wo There no-belief or wavering un-belief Shal fil their souls with never ending grief And what they erst would not conceive in mind Their heart with smart shal then both feel and find Nor shal they have least part or portion here Of this great Cities pleasure joy and cheer But from Gods presence shal be seperated Which is the second death nere terminated As for good Abrahams faithful Generation Who waver not in tottering haesitation Who have a hearty thirst and thirsting heart Of these rare pleasures once to have their part Whose hope past hope doth cause their souls aspire By faith in Christ this Kingdome to acquire Wherewith i th' warfare of this life they fight Fenc't with the bulwark of a zeal upright Arm'd at all points with Christs blest furniture Wherewith they may most constantly endure The fight spiritual their Loins to tye With the strong g●rdle of Christs Verity Having the brest-plate on of righteousness To quench the Darts of hels ourtagiousness And on their head the helmet of salvation True peril proofe 'gainst he is most hot temptation The sword o' th' Spirit brandisht in their hand Wherewith they may couragiously withstand That brood of quakers Anabaptists and the flesh VVhich evermore assault the soul afresh VVith hot encounters hellish stratagems To keep them from the new Jerusalems Eternal bliss In which most faithfull fight If they magnanimously stand upright Assisted by that all-proofe fervent prayer The godlies guard supporter and chiefe stayer If thus they get as thus being arm'd they shall The conquest ore those foes fierce Capitall Even from the proud Pope their old enemy VVhen he shall challenge them this fight to try As oft he wil they nere by fraud or force By terrours or by torments leave their course Of constant perseverance to the end But his hopes frustrate and their souls defend Then shall they like brave victors have the crown Of immortality of blest renown Triumphantly to reign with Christ their King And all their vertues as rich trophies bring And lay before him for which he wil give A crown a Kingdome wherein they shal live The Lord in them and they in him shal dwel As Christs co-heirs whom he loves passing wel And shal sit down with him as children dear To Sup at 's table with coelestial cheere And then their thirst of this accomplishment Shal satisfyed be with ful content Then shall the holy happy faithful see The structure of this sacred frame to be Far more illustrious admirable rare Than earthly things could possibly declare And that those Stones and gold were too too base To serve t' illustrate heav'ns coelestial place Whose boundless beauty all discourse transcendeth Whose infinite felicity nere endeth Yea that t is such as that no mortal eye Could but as through a glass the same descry Such as no ear hath heard no tongue ere told The Majesty which there they shal behold Yea such I say as never humane heart Could ere conceive th' incogitable part O then my soul thou having contemplated This City all with glory decorated Thou having viewd with heart exulting pleasure The Majesty unparralleld the matchless treasure The most magnificent majestick state Where into Christ wil his incorporate What wilt thou thereof with thy self conclude What wilt thou say of this beatitude Oh this even this with Peter and with Iohn At Christs admir'd tranfiguration T is good to make thy seat and mansion there Oh there t is best to dwel and dwel for ere Never did noble Greece so much affect Their Poetiz'd Elysean fields aspect Never so much did wandring wise Vlysses Desire his chast Penelopes kind kisses Or rather more divinely for to raise My thoughts unto a more religious phrase Never did Noah more desire to see Ararats Hills where he of 's ark was free Nor Sheba's queen to see wise Solomon Nor at Christs birth more glad was Simeon Then doth my soul desire these heav'nly fields Which perfect pleasure joy and comfort yeilds To see my Saviour sweet on Sion hil My sences with his sacred sight to fil To ske him in his glorified state Therein to be with him associate Even in these Mansions of Eternity To live in

This mov'd S. Paul with zealous ard●ncy 'gainst worldlings to cry out and them accuse That they themselves their souls would so abuse Such lying vanities so to respect So sottishly their Souls health to reject In Aegypt straw and stubble for to buy Yea Straw I say and chaffe which finally Would their own house burn down and ruinate And head-long them to hel precipitate Whereas their saviour at a cheaper price Would sel them gold pure gold rare Merchandise Even all the Golden joyes and sweet delight Of Paradise coelestial sacred sight That Pearl of blest salvation which to buy The wisest Merchant would most joyfully Sel all his worldly treasure earthly pelfe With this rare jewel to enrich himself And what 's his price O cheap and nought else sure But what thou maist thy self with ease procure Only thy heart t is only this he craves This given to God both soul and body saves Not that thy God is better by the same But thou made blest to magnifie his Name 'T is onely thine not his good he desires And for this good he only thanks requires Oh therefore silly simple sinful man What greater madness tel me if thou can Than such a proffer fondly to refuse Than death for life for treasure Straw to choose For precious liquor Fountain water good To choose foul puddles stinking ful of mud Oh more then mad men thus to take more pain Head-long to run to hel with might and main Then even the holiest Sain is to go to heaven Who oft with treats and threats are thereto driven But 〈◊〉 my soul thy Saviours Counsel take O do not thou his bounty so forsake Go buy of him give body heart and all To purchase this rare Gem angelicall And with that royal Shepheard David say O thou my soul trust in the Lord alway Yea in his awe and Law take thou delight O like love love look on this both day and night Let it be thy arithmetick alwayes To take account and number out thy dayes A Deaths-head let thy chiefe companion be An hour glass remembrancer to thee Let thy chiefe study be continually How to live wel and blessedly to dye So shalt thou O my soul most happy be When thou of that blest Citie art made free When thou amongst that sacred hierarchie Shal sing sweet tones and tunes melodiously With heav●ns Psalmodical harmonious quire Of Saints and Angels zealous hot as fire The Diapason of whose heav'nly Layes Doth warble forth heav'ns due deserved praise Where thou being grac't and plac't in heav'nly state In precious pleasure ne're to ●erminate Being sweetly rap't in heav'nly extasie Christ and his Churches Epithalamy My sainted foul with surged voice shal sing To God in Christ my three-one heav'nly King O happy Citizens enfranchis'd there O joyful quiristers singing so cleare Victorious souldiers thus to be trans-planted Where peace for war where life for death is granted Happy wert thou my soul most truly blessed If thou wert once of this rare joy possessed That then I might be fill'd and never fated With that rare sight which once initiated Shal last for aye without times dissolution Shal be most specious without all pollution Therefore my heart as hart being chaft and chased By furious hounds most nimbly tract and traced Desires the water-brook his heat t' allay That so refresht he thence may scud away Even so my heart O Lord desires to see Those Crystal streams of Life which slow from thee Sighes sues pursues her Countrey to recover Here abject subject too too triumpht over By my three fierce and furious enemyes Who seek my soul t' insnare and sin-surprize Even Satan that old hunter and his hounds The quakers Hectors which give my soul deep wounds Who more like ravening wolves would fain devour And captivate my soul in hellish power But thy preventing grace O spring of Grace Preserves my soul dis-nerves their horrid chace And as a Bird out of the Fowlers Grin And as Noes Dove looking to be let in Into the Ark of thine eternal rest My cyred soul is unto the addrest My soul with worlds encumbrances oppressed Desires O Lord to be by thee refreshed My soul doth thirst and hasteth to draw near And longs before thy presence to appear O tree of Life O ever-living spring Whose laud and praise the heav'nly hoast do sing O when shal I come and appear in sight Of thee the S●n of righteousness most bright When shal my soul by thine all-saving hand Be led with joy from forth this Des●rt Land When shal I leave this Wilderness of wo Wherein my soul is tossed to and fro I sit alone as one a house the sparrow i th' Vale and Dale of tears fears sighes and sorrow O lead dear Christ my love-sick soul by th' hand From this vast wilderness drie thirsty Land To thy wine-Cellers that I there may tast Of thy wine-flagons thou prepared hast Comfort me with the apples of thy grace With thy Hid-Manna strengthen my weak case With heav'nly Milk and Honny Lord make glad My heart which worlds afflictions hath made sad O Let me once from wisedomes sacred Lip Coelestial Nard and Rosean Liquor sip Yea let me fatiare mine insariate thirst With that sweet Milk wherewith thy Saints are noure't I thirst O Lord I thirst thou art the wel O quench my thirst and let me with thee dwel I hunger Lord I hunger thou are bread Even bread of Life O let my soul be fed I seek thee Lord yet stil I go astray Through high-waies by-wayes yet I miss the way Thou art O Lord the perfect way and dore My soul wil follow if thou go before Direct my feet to leave the paths of sin Ope glories gate and let my soul go in Let it be riches to me to possess thee Let it be gloy to me to confess thee Let it be clothes Christ Jesus to put on Let it be food his word to feed upon Yea let it be my life to live and dye For Christ my King and for his verity So shal my riches be to me eternall So shal my glory be with Christ supernal So shal my clothing fril be fair and new So shal my food be Manna heav'nly dew So shal my life nere fade but ever spring Being stil preserv'd by Christ my Lord and King But oh alas when shal I see that day That day of gladness never to decay That day of Jubile when all are glad That day when all rejoyce none can be sad Whose endless time and never fixed date Eternity shal never exterminate That Saints blest birth-day which shal nere have evening That lasting day to which no night gives ending That rare Grand-Iubile that Feasts of feasts Sabbaths of sabbaths endless rests of rests To which least care shal never dare come neare Wherein the Saints shal shake of● palid fear O pure O pleasant most desired day Of that eternal springing month of May In which my soul shal evermore rejoyce In which

my soul shal hear that happy voice Enter blest soul into thy Masters joy Enter into sweet rest without annoy Enter into the House of Christ thy King Where peace and plenty mirth and joy do spring Where thou shalt find things most to be admired Where thou shalt have what most thy soul desired Joyes infinitely numberless I say And various pleasures infinitely gay Unspy able unspeakable by man Immutable inscrutable to scan Where I thy soul wil feed wil feast wil fil Feed with spiritual food of my blest wil Feast with the dainties of delight most pure And fil with glory which shal e're endure Enter I say and hear that melody Which comprehends dateless festivity Where is all good no evil to abuse Where 's all thou wishest nought thou wouldst refuse Where 's life e're-living sweet and amiable Where is true fame and glory memorable VVhere is I say certain security Securest peace and peaceful pleasancie Most pleasant joy and joyful happiness Happy eternity eternal Blessedness The blessed trinity in Unity The Unities trine-one rare deity The Deities three-one's most blessed Vision Which is our Masters joy in ful● fruition O joy of joyes O joy beyond all pleasure Far passing far transcending terrene treasure O joy without annoy O true conten● O soveraign bliss and souls sweet ravishment O everlasting Kingdome supreme peace Where all the Saints enjoy such joyes encrease Where all the Saints are clothed with pure Light As with a Garment shining glorious bright Their heads adorn'd with crowns of purest Gold And precious stones most glorious to behold Whose only exercise is to rejoyce To triumph and to sing with sacred voyce Sweet hallelujah to their soveraign King Which them to this felicity did bring Oh when shall my poore soul be made partaker Of this great joy O thou my Lord and maker VVhen shall see thee in it it in theee And therein dwel I in thee thou in me Surely O Lord I wil make hast and fly I le make no stay but post most speedily I le never cease to seek til I have found I le not leave knocking til my soul be crown'd I le ne're leave asking til thou hast me given My boon thy bounty even those ioyes of heaven Since then I say such is heavens majesty And since this world is but meere misery VVhat is 't can hinder this my speedy pace VVhich I must run til I have run my race Can worldly power or principality Can kingly favours wealth or dignity Can worldly pleasures pleasant unto some Can height or depth things present things to come Oh no with Paul I le all abominate E're they shal me from Christs love seperate I le cry avaunt you soul betraying joyes Which Bee-like bring the sting of ●re annoyes Avaunt I say worlds momentary pleasure Worlds transitory toyes Earths trashie treasure The love of Christ hath so inflam●d my heart That as I trust it nere shal thence depart And Lord confirm strengthen this Faith of mine O let it never faint fail or decline But wo to me poor wretch who still am fain Amongst the tents of Meshech to remain To have my habitation mongst the rout Of Quakers most ungodly stubborn stout The time me thinks is much procrastinated O that the date thereof were terminated Ah me how long shall it be said to me Wait wait expect and thou the time shalt see And shalt thou see my soul thou art too blame I must accuse thee O my soul for shame Think not the time too long count it not much That with these tryals God thy faith should touch For as a Goldsmith waits most carefully Upon his gold which he i' th fire wiltry That when t is burnd enough and purifide It may not in the fire to wast abide So God his children dear attends upon When in the fire of dire affliction He purposeth to purifie and try them When thus enough refined he doth spie them By no means will he suffer them to wast But for their comfort to them soon wil hast As that most rare pair-Royal wel did know Good Shedrach Meshach and Abednego Whom he i' th Babylonian fire did prove Yet so respected in his sacred love That not so much as one hair of their head Was burnt or sindg'd or once diminished O then my soul if God have such a care As from thy head not one small simple hair Can fall to th' ground without his providence O then have thou assured confidence That he thy soul wil nere permit to perish But in due time wil thee refresh and cherish And say with Iob That than of God most just Lord though thou kil me I wil in thee trust Yea then confess as t is that all the wo Which in this life for Christ thou undergo That all earths torments or afflicting toyes Are most unworthy heav'ns most blissful joyes Heav'ns joyes for weight and measure infinite Earths pains to death but slender small and slight Heav'ns joyes most perfect absolutely pure Earths choicest pleasures pain and grief procure Heav'ns joyes are sempiternal everlasting Earths joyes meere toyes stil fleeting ever wasting O then my soul have patience do not grudge Lest so thou make thy Christ thine angry Judge Give patience Lord thy sacred wil to bear And then receive my soul how when or where For as no gold nor silver can be pure Until the fires burning it endure Nor Stones for Palace work can wel be fit Til they with hammers oft be cut and smit No more I say is'● possible that we Vessels of honour in Gods house can be Til we be fin'd and melted in the fire Of worldly crosses and afflictions dire Neither can we as living stones have place Jerusalems coelestial walls to grace Unless the hammers of Earths tribulation Oft bruise the flesh to work the souls salvation But though thy servants Lord may oft be tempted Yet can they never finally be tainted They ne're can be surpris'd though oft assailed For why heav'ns safeguard hath them never failed Christians and persecutions joyne together Like Christ and 's cross few calms much stormy weather Ere th' Israelites to th' Land of Promise came Their temp'ral Canaan Canaan of such fame Th' endur'd much danger many miseries And shal not I most patiently likewise Endure all dangers all anxiety Shal I not undergo all misery In this my journey to heav'ns holy Land O yes with constant courage to it stand For why I 'm sure the more I here endure My joyes in heav'n shal be more pure And who would not to heav'n go joyfully Though with Elias he in whirl-winds flye Grant therefore Lord I take earths Nocuments As precious balm as my souls Documents Confirm my faith with constant resolution To wait and fit me for my dissolution To wait for thee my Saviour staff and stay Til thou shalt change my bodies house of clay That like thy glorious Body it may be That so thy power and glory I may see That I may