where 's the place that Virgins weep Because that of their own Affinity With them hath lost the Life of Unity Do you know what the swelling Seas devour On which the Heavens once did smile and showre Down drops of pleasant Rain and made it spring Like to a Lilly-flower for the King The Wilderness whereto the Woman fled What 's that how lodg'd SHE in a secret bed To keep her Innocency undefil'd That she the Lamb's Wife justly might be stil'd From all the unconverted and unheal'd The Myst'ries of GOD's Kingdom are all seal'd From Ignorant and learned in the World That in Invention to and fro are hurl'd The Parable is brought for all to see The Unlearned saith this is too hard for me The Learned saith to me it 's also seal'd By which I know they yet remain unheal'd Some in their time have swollen like the Seas And chose them paths even what their hearts did please Invention up did spring and they were bound In Chains of blackness and cast to the ground For they a work among them had begun BABEL to build to mount above the Sun To the Apostatized TO them which heard the sound of GOD's great DAY And came to see the straitness of the WAY And own'd the Testimony of the LIGHT Confessing it which gave them the true sight Of all Sin Evil and Ungodliness And saw some cleansing from their filthiness But turning to their Vomit like the Dog And to the Mire like to the unclean Hog Thy Judgment 's just to Wo and Misery Being double wrought under Iniquity Remember how thy heart and mind did grudge To give up Life and all which GOD will Judge For thou unto the World in their distrust Art joyn'd to crave and seek to feed thy lust And here thou say'st thou sin'st and 't is thy grief Hopeless of cleansing here in Unbelief But mark the end of all that live and dye in sin I tell thee their sad doleful doom Death is their sting Nations Professors all in sin bound in a bundle Like as the sheaf of Tares GOD in the Lake will tumble To the simple Seeker THou that dost pant as one in want and earnestly dost look Like as the Roe in places low to find the Water-brook In travel great in pain and sweat the River for to find To bath and cool in the fresh Pool like as the Hart and Hind I see thy face thou seek'st for Grace my Lilly Seed come prove Whilst it is day I 'll shew the Way the LIGHT 's my Joy and Love Oh he which hath trodden in this path hath seen the glorious Mountain Which from whose top Springs fall and drop this is the endless Fountain No longer think but come and drink refresh thee with the good It 's pleasant Wine of the true Vine the substance of all food Be no more tost as one that 's lost but come unto the LIGHT Which shews mens deeds to be but weeds which grow in time of Night And that within which shews thy sin if thou lov'st it sincere Awe and fear GOD and love his Rod from sin it will thee clear Be at a beck when LIGHT doth check the secrets of thy mind Let it reprove joyn thou in love and so true Peace thou 'lt find Do not gain-say but still obey the Motions of the LIGHT Through Fire to come as one that 's won against Deceit to fight And thou wilt rest as at the brest sucking the Milk of pleasure The Babe to nourish the Life to flourish this is th'everlasting Treasure So in this hour dwell in the Power which all the World doth chain Prosper in th' Light conquer in fight and in Dominion reign To the Babes of Blessing TO my dear pleasant Babes and Lambs Skipping like Rams over the Little Hills Like leaping Roes on Mountains high as Doves do fly whom Innocency fills My Life and Spirit doth you greet and with you meet in the sweet Fields of pleasure The Garden where the Roses grow and Waters flow the Husbandman's own Treasure When I beheld the lovely streams and the Sun beams which cometh from on high The shining Glory of the Sun which you have won unto the LORD so nigh I 'm fill'd beyond what words can measure with Virtue 's Treasure of Love to Virgins pure Who were in many Tempests tost and yet not lost which dwell in Sion sure Who knows the Ships path in the Sea So is your way where Lions cannot tread In which you witness strength and skill to wound and kill and bruise the Serpent's head Oh Lambs the fairest of all Flocks upon you drops all Blessing from above Fresh streams of Oyl upon your head lay'n in the Bed of Everlasting Love Myrrh Frankinsence and Aluice sweet Wine and Spice and all that the Earth yeelds Herbs Flowers Milk and pleasant Trees Honey of Bees is Yours in Woods and Fields Oh! holy Land full of the Seed's encrease which cannot cease multiplying to the store Being seal'd in Covenant and Band given under hand to this for evermore SION'S ORATION SAith Zion all the Gold which Mountains hide In all the compass of the World so wide And all the substance which the swelling waves Have swallowed in her Womb like as the Graves All precious Stones and Pearls cover'd with Rocks Hid under rotten roots of stumbling-blocks All pure Silver that lyes deep in ground The time approacheth it must all be found Arise fair Daughter gather quick and bring The Consecrated Substance to the King And all ye sons which Zion's womb did bear Take Instrument in hand work without fear Of Wolf Fox Tigre Bear or Lion For GOD is the Salvation of Sion Till that be finish't which GOD hath decreed The Restauration of his Holy SEED Come hunt the Wolves and Wild-beasts of the Wood Which slew the Lambs and feasted on their Blood For they 'r appointed in all times hereafter For starving restless pangs of death and slaughter Now GOD in Judgment comes to reprove Kings To shew their Counsels like as foolish things VVho seek with bryars and thorns to stop the way Which GOD by 's Breath will burn in a day Mark this your End ye Potsherds GOD will rent Your Kingdoms wherefore prize time and repent The Babe's breathing to his Brethren MY Sisters Sion's daughters joyn'd in hand In Unity in th' Heaven's swadling band Which binds the World with Clouds as under chains There stands your Glory where the Eternal raigns Our Mother bare her Children in much pain In th' house where Judgment separated twain Slaying the Seed of enmity and strife The Seed of Promise to inherit Life And brake the Covenant with Death and Hell Under which all the World the Seed did sell Shout shout ye Sons and fright the World which boast Themselves in the great number of their Host Oh! Heav'ns declare and let the World wonder Strike Terrour in the hearts of all their number Let all their Consolation fade and quail And let their strength in day of Battel fail You in whose mouth the Word of Judgment stands Lade all the World with WO and fill their hands Utter your Voice and let the Thunders rattle Through Elements and Air sound to the Battle The Trumpet of the dreadful LORD of Hosts Among the Nations throughout all their Coasts The DAY of God's at hand the LIGHT 's his Word GOD comes with Fire Plague Famine and with Sword To plead with all flesh living in Corruption Upon their heads to bring swift fierce Destruction Here I am set one of the living number A Sign in Egypt to Sodom's brood a Wonder GOD's Pow'r with His is like a Fort of Steel My Brethren in the Life you may me feel For I am with you all under your Deep Where all the Fishes swim and Worms creep Where Turtle-Doves do fly with out-stretch't wing And where you hear the little Lark to sing In that hid path which all the World's Line Can't justly measure to the End of Time Even in that Bed where every soul is blest I 'm wrapt in fold for ever for to rest With you in all conditions to hold fast That of the first in him who is the last From Venice Lazzaretta J. P. When the Fountains of the Deep were broken open I was in the Valley of the Mountain and then I was moved to make mention of the Streams thereof THE END
to the Glory of the King Oh travel full of travel my soul cryes out in pain When shall I see Worm Jacob's rise from loss to gain The time of Trouble 's come I 'm overwhelm'd with Grief Till Jacob's time doth come Redemption and Relief The feeling of my sorrows who 's set to see mine hours Of Lamentations streams like Brooks falling like showres Oh blessed yet that I have feeling for to see For Jacob's sake my travel like a little Bee Here I would dwell if happily to see his birth Rather than feast in Dive's house t' enjoy his mirth Oh SEED thou' rt his Redeemer when wilt thou his life raise That he unto thy Name may be ev'rlasting praise And give him a Possession as his perpetual right T' inherit in the Land of Life thy ' ternal Light My head be thou lift up like a fiery Cloud To Judgment and to Slaughter of all the high and Proud Oh! bend thy Bow and shoot thine Arrows and thy Dart And pierce the Wicked sore and wound even to the heart Send forth thy dreadful Voices by Lightning and by Thunder Astonish all the Heathen and make the Nations wonder Feed them with Terrors as thou dost thine own with Bread And let the Nations feel thy Vengeance and thy Dread Oh! my right hand draw out thy shining glitt'ring Sword Smite all the Shepherds of the Earth with thy pure Word Gather thine own Remnant from East West North and South From all the Sluggards and the slumbring Shepherds mouth And bring thy Seed from Death and Darkness to the Day And from the Voice of such as have made them a prey Let nothing hinder now but work and let none let Set Gins set Snares set Traps to catch them in thy Net They 've slain and led thy Seed into Captivity Reward them double the Wages of Iniquity Cut off destroy The SEED Cryes utterly confound Pluck up spare not a branch nor leave a root in ground That we the least who are thine own thine own Creation May sing much Praise of Thee the LORD of our Salvation Let all the Heavens shout for BABYLON's undone Let all the Earth now fear for her just Judgment 's come Her End is Misery broken are her Childrens bones For GOD hath seen it Just to dash them all ' gainst stones To BABYLON THou that didst sit as Queen and couldest not then think Of this thine hour and portion the Cup which thou must drink Thou then wert merry in thine heart couldest sup Idolatry but now the dregs of Wrath's thy Cup. Thou didst not think when in thy Lusts thou wert full hot The sealing up of Veng'ance to be thy last lot To the Man of Lust YE sons of men that live in Sin and Lust That is your Canker it will eat like rust You that are ignorant of the Serpent's seed Of Enmity and what in you 't will breed Hear this and read the nature and the ground That you in the true Wisdom may grow sound To see the windings of the Serpent's path To flee his snares and so escape the wrath Which on th' ungodly cometh as a flood To sweep them all from all which they call Good And bring the end of sore perplexity Upon all workers of Iniquity O man encline thine ear to me and read The fruits of that corrupted ground and seed Which as the plant of Satan forth doth spring Pride Lust and Drunkenness and all that 's sin Whoredoms Adulteries Theft and all Evil Oaths cursed Speeches Lyes works of the Devil All flattering Titles smooth deceitful words Which wounds the Innocent even as with Swords These are the fruits of that plant of corruption Which doth deceive the soul and bring destruction Read this the Issue when that GOD at last Blows over Fruit and Trees with his strong blast That is the SEED which in thine heart doth spring Telling thee what advantage Lyes do bring Of the corrupted Mammon to thy store And how false Oaths encrease thee more and more Still that 's the Seed which tells thee sure thou must Have pleasure in this life in Wine and Lust In these and all perswasions unto Evil Working thy mind that 's the seed of the Devil And yet if thou wouldst wisely further know Thy heart 's the ground in which that seed doth grow Which seed must dye through breaking of the ground Else thou to Endless WO and WRATH art bound And now I'nquire of you what are your hopes Which draw Iniquity as with Cart-ropes What is the fruit of Hope Life and Salvation And what 's the ground in which is seal'd Damnation And you that live in Lust and full of mirth Declare your gladness by your life and birth And tell me what 's the Kingdom you possess As Heirs and Lords your own you may confess Tell me the end of all your Vanity Feasts Sports Games Mirth Musick and Melody What is your Love affected hearts delight To all this if you can answer the LIGHT And give Accompt How comes the Encrease with Curse In Field in House in Basket Store and Purse Answer the SEED what is the End of all Which live and dye in sin even in the fall And thou that liv'st in sin whilst thou hast breath Consider well thy last end when comes death Come all you Sects and answer What 's the ground In which Iniquity is alwayes found Put all your Worships forth in your best order And I will shew how you joyn and border As Brethren Neighbours Nations under one Power Of Satan's Kingdom DARKNESS in one hour All link't in Sin together in a Chain Which is the substance of the Devil's Raign To that of GOD in Gentile and in Jew This savoureth as Salt this thing is true For what if you to all your forms are bound Of Worship yet you standing in one ground Of Lust of Sin and Nature of Transgression That binds in Unity beyond Confession In substance there 's but two that 's NIGHT and DAY Sin DARKNESS the broad one LIGHT the true way And you in whom is love and not of GOD You are to drink his Wrath and feel his Rod. If you 've another love then GOD's forgotten Then the Affection 's lost the Heart is rotten And that 's not sound which wanteth any part For GOD requires whole Man Mind Spirit Heart So this in Man is the Iniquity Where 's fleshly love that 's the Idolatry For all that stands brought forth in the first nature Sticks only fast to the Lust of the Creature Here GOD's unknown for in man's heart he'th set The World with which he 's snar'd as in a Net So that GOD's Work Man knows not not his Way All which GOD brings to pass in his own Day Nor can find out although his dayes he spend In seeking from beginning to the end So all you that are in the History Read if you can and reach this Mystery The Life that 's hid in bottom of the Deep What 's that and
to write Amen A Son of Sion which in ardour pants Unto Jerusalom's Inhabitants Provok'd in spirit greeting to transmit Doth of the same hereby himself acquit Upon the Sabbath day which God hath blest I waited in the Temple of his Rest Until I saw a little moving Stone To open as a Roll before the Throne Wherein was written Mysteries profound With many Prophecies which compast round My soul in deeps of Contemplations Oh! Immense Immense Revelations Though I 'm a Worm to speak unto an Host Of Heav'n yet mov'd in the Holy Ghost I stand up arm'd with Courage in Life bold In Fear and Trembling lest I should withhold To pay the Obligation as my due Discharged thus by spreading in your view There is an Orphant in the Wilderness VVhich wanting Bread languisheth in distress I cannot in a secret place repose To hide my self from the afflicted's Woes Most grievous Cryes the Ecchoes as a Dart And piercing Lance wounds me unto the heart Oh! you on whom the glorious Sun doth shine Unto my Voice your open ear encline Jerusalem a substance doth possess Which can remove that bleeding Worm's distress The Liberal Hand is this day meet to measure A Portion of the Consecrated Treasure For the Redemption of the Captivate From the Chains of his sore oppressed state Give ear ye Sons and Daughters to this WORD Unto Jerusalom Thus saith the LORD This WORD shall be his burthen which conceals and shuts himself up under Clouds and seals His Life and Portion in obscurity Starting from Zeal the flame of Purity Relinquishing Life's motion keeping back The thing which the oppressed Seed doth lack Remember ye the Antient Prophets race Whose life stood not at all in time or place But wand'red as Pilgrims and as Strangers In all the Earth without respect of Dangers Some dragg'd to Suff'rings and to Tortures hurl'd Some slain of whom worthy was not the World I 'm directed to him mov'd to partake Of Tryal's pledge whilst yet for the Seed's sake Like as a Lamb I bleat I bleed I roar Like as a Lion in the Gate and Door The entrance of the Palace of the King Blowing my breath on ev'ry living thing Stand up thou simple stagger not at all The Voice is GOD'S which secretly doth call Yeeld unto Him with whole affection bent The RACE is sure thou run'st as him that 's sent Ye called to the labour of the Day Take Instrument in hand and come away All Plowers Planters Pioneers and Miners With Reapers Threshers Fanners and Refiners Proceed in strength each one in his Vocation To see Redemption of the whole Creation You valiant Souldiers which the Weapons wear Of War the Javelin Dart the Sword and Spear Appear as Champions in Earth's open field With Ensign Standard Buckler Bow and Shield Unto the Battel let the Trumpet sound Avenge in Earth until the LOST be found Aim right and shoot the arrows of your Quiver To pierce Gog's Host unto the heart and liver And GOD Eternal with most high renown Of Victory all the Couragious crown Dear Brethren and Sisters in the Power Remembring You I 'm as a dropping showre Mine yearning bowels like to Wax do melt Ah! let me by you all be seen and felt My Life salutes you with an Holy Kiss Transmitted by the Lips of Heaven's bliss Love clasps Life with dear embraces Of Vertue 's arms in Joy and Pleasure Reading the sweetness of the Graces Wrapt up in Life Ah! heav'nly Treasure To Life as the Mate of a Dove I 'm bound in unknown endless Love Let ev'ry Lamb Of the true Dam Read how your Life my soul doth move Thoughts are fixt fast in my breast Deeply anchor'd in my heart May it be said LOVE hath opprest Then you 'r my wound ah piercing Dart. Sure had not He which doth reveal Your brightness giv'n a Leaf to heal My Maladies In counsel wise Death had on me set her seal Dear Salutation as Embassage I send to Heaven's blessed Host Though not as if I had made passage Relinquishing sweet Sion's Coast But with you for ever bound In God's Covenant profound And Glorious Day Which leads the way And saves out of the cursed ground Your smell is as a fragrant Flower Your tast more pleasant than sweet Wine I feel you in th' Eternal Power I see most clear your faces shine Your sound as Melody mine ear Of Cymbals Lutes and Trumps doth hear The piercing Voice Makes heart rejoyce And Love's clear eye to drop a Tear You 'r built upon an Holy Mountain A Glorious Palace for the King Your Foundation is Life's Fountain Angels beholding Praises sing To GOD uncessant all day long On David's tun'd Harp the Lamb's Song Let Nations prove Hell cann't you move The Wonderful hath built you strong Roses Spices Gems and Gold To see all no flesh can pry Sion's Treasure vast untold Unutterable in mine eye You 'r the sum which do possess The Sum in everlasting bless Most High Renown Your weighty Crown Shall Kings and Nations to death press I bless Him who gives to know Counsels deep in his own way Sion's streams shall overflow Earth's Wide compass in a day All shall yeeld encrease and store Creatures trav'ling in pain sore Shall then be blest And not opprest Curse remov'd for evermore Feel my yearning bowels moved Which Mortal cannot comprehend Towards You my Dear Beloved In that which never shall have end All which GOD'S own Image bears And the Lamb 's white Garments Wears With Virtue 's grace Behold my face As a ground of trickling tears Let me pierce the inward parts And provoke the souls of all In the flames of burning hearts Which on GOD the LORD do call Whilst sweet odours do ascend To the Father recommend Him of Man hated The LORD' 's created Whose Love alone doth Life defend That no tender Lamb may bleat After Me with other Voice GOD the Father I entreat Than which makes my heart rejoyce Rest you all in the pure Life As the Bride the Lamb 's own Wife To live or dye Given up as I For Truth a Sacrifice most rife JOHN To the Seed of the Kingdom Plants of the Paradise of God most purely and everlastingly beloved Brethren and Sisters in the Immortal Life Congratulation CAn I forget that Womb whose Travels were For me more grievous than which flesh could bear Or bury in Oblivion's Grave that Breast Which suckled me or Cradle of my rest Can I requite my Friends as deadly foes Or scorn the Bed of Heavenly Joys repose Or loath the Waters sweet of Jacob's Well Like Sulphury streams of the infernal Cell Can I forget that Hand and living Bread VVhich in sore Famine freely hath me fed Or drown in Deeps the thoughts of God's own breath To burst like Judas strangled unto death Nay for in GOD most merciful and just Abides my Confidence Faith Hope and Trust Ah! Sion Sion thy most glorious Life Is all to me my Joy I am thy Wife And therefore
if I should make slight of thee Then all thy Good would be a sting to me Then would my Bowe against me surely bend And all my Darts into my Body send And all the pointed Arrows of my Quiver Would sorely stick fast in my Heart and Liver Then would my Sword which on my loins is bound Fall sharp on me and leave a mortal wound Yea then the Teeth of this my Instrument Would flesh from bones and all my Intrals rent My Honey would become as Rue and Gall And heav'nly showres like snares of Fire would fall Upon my head yea then my pleasant Wine Would be as molten Lead and this streight Line VVould mark out all even as an equal due Which gives clear sight that God's most just and true The Oyl which burns within this Lamp of Gold Would also me in flames of fire fold For then would Shiloh all his currents make To me like as the fiery burning Lake Should I become like as a turning Vane Then this my Bread would be my deadly bane My Marrow would become like Pitch and Tar In dreadful flames yea then the Morning-Star Which hath reveal'd his glorious shining Light Would gird me in the hideous howling night But surely I to God's own Mercy have Committed all whose Grace doth freely save VVeakness is mine but strength 's in God's own hand By which alone in fear I live and stand In Baptism's fire exceeding John's who lead To Jordan's Deeps whom Herod did behead Ah! Babes most dear with you in that I am Which gives to see me as a patient Lamb In pure Content bearing the Yoak and Cross Esteeming mortal but as dung and dross In taste of Vertue of the heavenly Seed At God's own Table with you all I feed With each low worm in his proper measure I drink a dram of the sweet Wine of pleasure My soul in Ardency of Life doth say I am as near you as the Light the Day As firmly fixt like flesh unto your bones As in the Mountains solid Rocks and Stones As real in you though no flesh can see As is the Sap in the green Olive Tree I 've chosen you like as the Turtle-Dove To be dissolv'd in this most constant Love I want the words of Wisdom's Deep profound To shew how deep y' are planted in this ground What shall I say unto my heart within Where canst thou end but where thou didst begin And there the Rivers run exceeding measure What shall I say of this my Love 's vast treasure You have much more than this weak hand can write For all is yours which Spirit doth endite My Spirit 's also with and in you all Who by the same are saved from the fall Can I within me lesse Affection find Than Worms or Beasts who love their proper kind Nay Lambs ye know in living substance well That my Brooks current mortal doth excel For this my Stream towards the Deep doth run As doth my Flame ascend towards the Sun No wise Philosopher did ever know The moving Cause why Seas do ebb and flow Nor of them all which in their Tombs do lye E're saw the Love which moves the Sun to fly In course most swift round Heav'ns widest wheel But God's Host now the Cause and Life do feel The lesser to the greater is well known And each true Nature moves towards its own Here 's Fire below the greater Flame 's above Till twain are joyn'd they do yearn both in Love Th'ore-whelming Floods which on the Earth were sent In Noah's day dropt from the Firmament Besides you see how rainy Clouds do bring Refreshing Showres in pleasant time of Spring And fills the Fountains which are here below And still the Streams unto the Seas do flow And all their Tides wherein they alwayes move Shew they 've affection to the Floods above Now read me and my Love which tongue can't speak To you my Life which Death nor Hell can break Yet still I pray in fear that God defend Me from the ill and save me to the end And O ye Branches of the Olive Tree Your leaves are shades and Fruit is life to mee God's Wisdom which surpasseth man's devices Hath built you as a Bowre of fragrant Spices Your Walks are Joyfulness and Peace your Seat Your Life is Bread and Wine and Love is meat My soul is planted in your holy ground And here your flames of Love do me surround And on your substance which distills as drops Of heav'nly Dew I feed like Honey-sops Partaker with you in Community Of good in God's House in the Unity And in the Stem my Branch with you reposes Which bears the Buds and all the Damask-Roses You are the Bed compos'd of heavenly pleasure Unto my soul yea God's peculiar Treasure How purely run these most refreshing streams In daily Visions and Nocturnal Dreams The Fulness verily is in the Father Who doth our Minds into his Bosom gather Like tender Chickens by the Clucking Hen Whose Name be prais'd by Life by Voyce and Pen. Let me descend from Sion's glorious Mountain To shew a Seed the Vale wherein 's the Fountain For surely I could freely lay down Life With Blood to buy a stranger for my Wife For what 's so purchased by joynt-consent Is as the Seed of Judah's saved Tent VVhat Forreigner wouldst thou walk in in the Way Of Life and Peace in this God's saving Day Thy whole Affection must in substance bend To that which brings to flesh a final end And that from Darkness thou the Day mayst know The Proud must bow down to the poor and low For lo the Sun which gives the Day her light Remains below the Horizon all night Such is the Principle and Spark in thee Vail'd by Sin 's Clouds whereby thou canst not see To know the Poor th' Oppressed and his Cryes VVithin thy Self which in a Dungeon lies Wherefore draw near unto the Earth's short end To see the Day-star and the Sun ascend For know thou whilst that thou dost there remain Assuredly art bound in Death's black Chain And whilst thou dost from Mountain run to Hill Seeking a Stream to drink thy lustful-fill Arrive thou canst not unto Jacob's Well For so thou run'st to ring a broken Bell Stand still I 'll touch a Stone and thou shalt know That Waters in thee out of it shall flow In Conscience there 's a secret LIGHT within VVhich doth distinguish Truth from every sin That is of GOD which judgeth works of Evil And thoughts in Man mov'd of the tempting Devil The Soul which faithfully its Judgment keeps Shall know Salvation from the Darkness deeps Then follows Faith and Hope which gives alone Th' Internal Knowledge of the vertuous Stone Out of which Waters pure of Life do gush And in the same 's conceal'd the Burning-bush Then will his River run and Flames ascend Of heav'nly Vertue which shall never end Remember Man the LIGHT within 's the Way From Darkness dwelling to the Door of Day Which leads