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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A93787	A caveat against seducers: as it was preached by Richard Standfast, Mr. of Arts, and rector of Christ-Church in Bristol, whereunto are annexed the blind mans meditations. By the same author.	Standfast, Richard, 1608?-1684.	1660 (1660)	Wing S5204; Thomason E1816_2; ESTC R203605	25,969	77

't is a blast rather raised by him who is the Prince of the power of the Air whose subtilty is such that hee knows how to make addition by substraction and how to multiply by division and whose malice is such that hee will do whatsoever he can for the defacing of a beautiful Church and the ruining of a flourishing Nation And his Agents may they be counted that are such Authors of confusion and by such fruits you may know them Thus have I shewed you what reason you have to beware of Seducers I have also shewed you how to be preserved from them and by what marks they may be known from other men I will now conclude all with the words of St. Peter 2 Pet. 3.17 18. Seeing yee know these things before beware lest yee also being led away with the errour of the wicked fall from your own stedfastness But grow in grace and in the knowledge of our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ to whom be glory both now and for ever Amen THE BLIND MANS MEDITATIONS LONDON Printed for H. Mortlock at the Phoenix in St. Pauls Church-yard near the Little North-door 1660. THE Blind Mans MEDITATIONS On PSAL. 139.12 THe dark and light O God are like to thee So are the day and night alike to mee Yet how unlike O Lord am I to thee The dark and light are both alike to thee Because to thee the very dark is light The day and night are both alike to mee Because to mee the very day is night The dark's no dark to thee The day 's no day to mee O how unlike to thee Thou all things seest unseen of any I nothing see though seen by many There 's nothing hid from thee There 's nothing seen by mee O how unlike to thee Thou 'rt purity it self I all defil'd Alwise Almighty thou I twice a childe I a blind worm thou the most glorious God Thou the most holy I a sinful clod Thou dwell'st in light and that light shadows thee Darkness doth compass yet not cover mee O how unlike to thee Happy were I if I were like to thee In things wherein there may a likeness be And yet for this thy Precept is express 'T is thy command I should resemble thee Thus what 's my duty is my happiness So gracious is thy goodness toward mee Thy Precept therefore should my prayer be Lord make mee like to thee Father of lights from darkness set mee free O shine upon mee with thy heavenly grace Renew that Image which was lost in mee Make mee so pure that I may see thy face Then shall I happy be Because then like to thee THE BLIND MANS Meditation On ECCLES 11.7 TRuly the light is sweet saith Solomon And 't is a pleasant thing to see the Sun And well hee might Thus praise the light Which is so pure so fair so bright And gives such lustre to all lovely features And was in time and worth the first of creatures In the Creation God with light began Not for himself but for the use of man For by the same Wee view this frame And learn to praise Gods glorious Name For all his works which if they be not seen Would seem to us as if they had not been Whatever wonders Art and cost bring forth Without the light they would bee nothing worth Both books and blanks Pictures and planks The dark bestows in equal ranks And if the light her rayes did not disperse There were no beauty in the Universe What 's done and how 't is light discovery brings Light is the great distinguisher of things All colours faces Dressings laces Look alike in all dark places And without light the world would in conclusion Seem but a very Chaos of confusion And with the light the sight may well compare In use and loss they do so joyntly share No light no sight No sight no light Where either fails 't is all but night Here one alone is none holds true of either For both are useless if not both together If light and sight be then so full of gladness Needs must the loss of both abound with sadness Then woe is mee That cannot see My light and sight ecclipsed be And I may say my worldly joyes are past For now my Sun is set I have seen my last Yet why should I so much dejected be Why should the loss of sight so trouble mee For this I finde There 's none so blind As hee that hath a darkned mind If God reveal to mee his loving-kindness I 'le not account my loss of eye-sight blindness Though I be blind yet may I in some measure See the Laws wonders the Gospels treasure How to beleeve And how to live Gods Word doth full directions give With which if once my mind inlightned bee I 'le never more complain I cannot see There are the things that do concern our peace Wherwith thēselves the blessed Angels please Thence springs that light That brings delight And can redeem my soul from night And is to endlesse light preparatory The light of Grace leads to the light of Glory And that 's the Inheritance of the Saints in light Of which the Blind may yet obtain the fight Above the skyes Jobs hopes did rise Though death should quite consume his eies With whose resolves Lord let mee rest in peace In hopes to see with better eyes than these Sith then there be so many sweeter lights Compar'd to which these present daies are nights Lord shew thou mee The way to thee Fill mee with hopes thy face to see And I 'le not say though blind my joyes are gone But rather thus my joyes are yet to come THE BLIND MANS LOSSE LOsers they say may speak then blame not mee If I bewail mine own unhappiness For I 'm a loser in an high degree Higher indeed than I can well express And yet I know not how to hold my peace Speaking may give a grieved mind some ease My windows lately had a stately prospect Of hills and vales of towns and woods and fields Of forts and ships and every pleasing object which either skyes or earth or ocean yeelds But now 't is lost and that which adds to grieve mee 'T is not the Art of man that can relieve mee I had a skilful guide that did direct mee I had a watchful guard that did attend mee I had a faithful Scout that did respect me● And upon all occasions much befriend mee All which are lost and I that loss bomoan My sight my guide my guard my scout is gone O what an alteration blindness brings Through want of fight things be not what they be Windows and eyes to mee be no such things The day 's no day the Sun 's no Sun to mee Blindness hath turn'd my windows into walls My noon to night mine eyes to useless balls I have lost the use of all my books and papers Which were so helpful to mee heretofore I have lost the light and now through cloudy

vapours 'T is grown so dark that I can work no more All these I lost when once I lost my sight And now 't is time to bid the world good night But stay my soul though great thy losses are Thy Blessed Saviour doth not yet forsake thee Make him thine own and then thou needst not care His joyful prefence will a gainer make thee That 's true indeed to him I 'le therefore flye Whose fulness can my losses all supply Be thou my strength O God and I stand surely Be thou my light and I shall finde my way Be thou my shield and I shall walk securely Be thou my guide and I shall never stray Be thou my strength my light my shield my guide And I shall neither stray nor fall nor slide Be thou my fortress foes shall foil mee never Be thou my portion I shall ne'r be poor Be thou my life and I shall live for ever Be thou my God and I defire no more Shine thou on mee and I shall need no Sun Nor fear whilst thou art mine to be undone THE BLIND MANS Advantage THe dark doth not a dungeon make Nor night the want of brightness A knowing and contented mind Can turn that dark to lightness May I from ignorance be free And see Gods loving-kindness With Angels bright That live in light I 'le not complain of blindness The foolish are compar'd with beasts Though differing in their feature Who knowledge wants though hee have his sight Is but a brutish creature Where eyes are lost there inward light With knowledge can requite them Minds truly wise Have Angels eyes 'T is happy to be like them 'T is sad I know to lose the sight And much to be lamented Yet therein finde I gain enough To make the blind contented For when mine eyes could look abroad They sometimes bred mee danger And I was then Like many men At home too much a stranger But now I 'me free from all those snares Way-layd for eyes that wander Whose looks have often prov'd to lust No better than a pandar From all whose most alluring baits My blindness doth exempt mee What Eve beguil'd Or David foil'd Hath now no power to tempt mee And now mine eyes are inward bent With earnest inquisition To search and try and know my self And what 's mine own condition Thus are they rather turn'd than lost For that which was mee homward Hath now no looks For other books But all my sight is homeward Homeward indeed my blindness calls My certain change foretelling For sith my windows be shut up I must look to remove my dwelling There is an house not made with hands The joyes of whose fruition My Faith gives mee Good hopes to see For the end of Faith is vision And thither to be remov'd from hence I may well count a kindness For though I here have lost my fight Yet there I shall lose my blindness Thus hee that out of dark brought light To blessings turns our crosses Where his love takes His goodness makes Us gainers by our losses AN Address to Blindness Wherein are contained several grounds or chearful Patience for those that bee in that condition WElcome Blindness for his sake From whom thou didst commission take To seize upon my watchful spyes And by degrees to cloud mine eyes Because thine orders were from God I 'le not repine but kiss my Rod. No little Birds to earth decline Without a Providence Divine I may as well conclude from thence No Blindness but by providence All rising thoughts I therefore shun And only say Gods will bee done From him the Holy Lord of Might There 's nothing can proceed but right Or light on mee but what is just For what am I but sinful dust The Provocation then being from mee Submissive Patience will become mee Besides God would be understood In all hee sends to seek our good His bitter Pills intend our health And outward losses inward wealth His very chiding comes from kindness And therefore once more welcome Blindness With aged Eli thou didst dwell And Father Isaac knew thee well With Jacob too thou didst abide And other holy men beside W●y then should I deny submission When Saints have been in my condition Thy first appearance calls thee foe But better known thou art not so At least there 's more of friend in thee Than at the first there seems to be For though the body may defie thee The soul may prove a gainer by thee Thy clouds ecclipse all earthly beauties And yet obstruct not holy duties For I can hear discourse and pray Though thou hast took my sight away Thou rather furtherest such transactions In helping to prevent distractions Thy mantle muffles up the sight And yet obscures no inward light Nay thou giv'st leisure and occasions For many heavenly Meditations And canst with Faith and Hope agree Why then should I fall out with thee 'T wixt Faith and thee hath ever been Consent for that 's of things not seen A Christians walking suits thee right For that 's by Faith and not by sight And for a Saint the best ingredients Are hood-winkt faith and blind obedience When once God speaks man should be mute Beleeve obey and not dispute For of his word the truth and right Hath no dependence on our sight Thou canst not therefore I confess Either hinder Faith or Holiness Nor canst thou bar mee from his love Whom no mans face could ever move Or mee from loving him again That doth invisible remain And I though blind may have a being Where blindness shall be turn'd to seeing In Heaven I know there dwells no night But glorious and eternal light For which thou mak●st mee pant and pray And pressest mee to sigh and say O come the time when I shall never Be blind at all but see for ever Thou also teachest mee to know The emptiness of things below For now by thee I plainly finde That all this world is all but wind And from the Scepter to the Hod There 's nothing worthy love but God In Summe seeing that from God thou art For good and not without desert No foe to Faith or Hope or Love Put rather friend to things above Contented I may well remain Till Heaven restore my sight again THE COMPLAINT AND THE SUIT OF A SINNER Ah mee VVHat a wretch should I be Should I suffer what I see that my sins do require There be none of them so small Which for vengeance do not call And for bitterness and gall Loss of body soul and all In the pit of woe and thrall 'T is no less than endless fire That in justice is their hire Sin Sin With my life did begin And I have liv'd therein All my daies heretofore Sins of heart head hand and tongue Through my life all along Like a thread have they run Binding mee to be undone Many and great are they grown And if Justice scan the score I must perish evermore Poor I Whither now shall I fly To be set at liberty From this depth of miscry 'T is not Sea 't is not shoar 'T is not all the Indian o're 'T is not Rome with all her store That hath salve to cure my sore Onely One can mee restore To that Altar I will fly There I 'le live there I 'le dye Save Save Mercy Lord do I crave Other Refuge none I have But thy mercy to implore O look upon mee through that side Which the spear made so wide Look on mee through him that died And for sin was crucified Grant his wounds my sins may hide And his blood cross my score And I ask but one thing more Grace Grace In my heart do thou place That I may run the race Which thy Laws do require Give mee Lord I humbly sue Grace to know grace to do Grace that may mee so renew And confirm and perfect too That when death shall claim his due Grace in Glory may expire This is all my desire AN EPITAPH LIfe leads to Death so Nature saith Death is the way to Life So Faith Thus let us think of both Say I Hee that desires to live must dye A Meditation UPON THIS EPITAPH LIfe is the way to Death The common course of Nature saith Death is the way to Life This is a truth maintain'd by Faith Even Nature then May minde us men To look for an alteration But against that day 'T is Faith must lay Sure grounds of consolation Hee that would live must dye So Faith and Nature both do teach In words they both comply And yet in sense they make a breach Who love this breath Must look for death Thus Nature doth explain it Faith thus who love That life above Must dye before obtain it But 't is by both confest All Adams race are born to dye The worst and eke the best The rich the poor the low the high Against deaths dart The wisest heart Could never yet finde shield The stout must stoop The daring droop And all be forc'd to yeeld And yet there 's hope in Death For such as do in Christ beleeve For when they lose this breath They truly do begin to live Their worst is past For even the last Omega well to dye The Alpha is To joy and bliss In Heavens eternity To thee I therefore cry Who dost both grace and glory give Teach mee Lord how to dye That so I may be taught to live While I dwell in clay I humbly pray For an heavenly conversation And when I must Return to dust Lord shew mee thy salvation FINIS