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A70782 A wren in the burning-bush waving the wings of contraction to the congregated clean fowls of the heavens in the ark of God, Holy Host of the eternal power, salutation J. P. (John Perrot), d. 1671? 1660 (1660) Wing P1642; ESTC R23103 9,925 15

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A WREN IN THE Burning-Bush Waving the Wings of CONTRACTION To the Congregated clean Fowls of the Heavens in the Ark of God holy Host of the Eternal Power SALVTATION THE Bird which sate mute under the shadows in the Desart most melodiously is become a chirping chanting Song of Harmony in the Woods of the Pomgranate-Trees whose Boughs hang seven-fold laden with increase in the seventh year wherein there is neither reaping nor gathering but all is offered in fulness to the Lord God of the whole earth She makes the Woods to ring with her harmonious sound She doth in Valleys sing and Ecchoes sweet rebound Her Wings are as Orions beams and her golden Feathers as the Rayes of the Pleiades her Hight is as the course of the Sun which from the Heavens giveth light to the whole earth she lifts up her head at the Horizon of the East and her breathings have reached the shutting deeps of the West Shiloes Brooks run equal with her foot-steps her path is in the green Valleys Who hath born up her Train in the way and is not an Angel of God Her young are the Snow-white Turtle-doves perfect without party-colour they yoke but to one peculiar Mate and in the life of love do lye down in his Breast buried at the last gaspe Ah my Soul Where dost thou dwell Yea Where is the Bed of thy reposes Kindled spices are a fervour about me invironed with their Fames and Flames Wherefore I step and bow the head and proceeding do bend the knee and in the nigh approach am fallen flat on the ground before the Altar of the Holiest of Holiest for the glory of God is too wonderful for my view who rideth upon the wings of Cherubims Oh! Eternal touch my tongue that my voice may sound thy praise that the Feast of thy Sons and the Banquets of thy Daughters may be mingled with the melody of my mouth thou hast strained my Strings with the twists of Tryal and woond up my Keyes to the Highest Wherefore instruct my hand to quaver upon the Vial that thy Virgins may dance at the Tune thy strength hath squeezed my Vine-press let thy strong men taste of my Cup for the Wine is as liquor of Life Ah! my God Thou hast filled me with the heavenly good I will ponder thy Power and praise thy Name for thou hast covered mine innocency with the immensity of the deeps of mercy it is thou Oh Lord God who art my onely sure hope and strength of Salvation Remembring the Host remembring the Angels having thoughts of the Saints of God and calling to mind the Lambs of the Flock my life is as the fume of burning incense ascending from the glowing Coals for the voice of the Turtle hath exasperated my Spirit whereby my life is as an Hymn in the amiableness of my Loves Breast How shall I break open deeps to Remonstrate my Love The profundity of that Love which floweth in the Sea of simplicity and ascendeth in flight with the Wings of enamouredness to the heavenly Host of the Most Pure God whom his own right hand hath planted in the Power of the Coelestial Grace of Election and therein are to him Priests Prophets and Kings inhabiting the holy Mountain which hath its scituation on the top of all Mountains and in the same do sit on Thrones in the regal and imperious Power over all the twelve Provinces of the old Earth and old Heavens which you have found as dissolving Snow under the trampling of your burning and flaming feet which God hath made to his own Glory the foundation of the Pillars of the new Heavens and firm support of the new Earth also Oh! how gloriously beautiful are your feet which bring the glad Tidings of the everlasting Gospel of perpetual Peace Oh! oh my Beloved my Beloved to explicate a little I may make entrance with the Wisdom of Solomon yea and after having exceeded his Phrases yet the vastness of my Love to remain the same which I never found Arts most excelling Stage of Narration sufficient to fathom out unto you That wise man wrote of the three earthly powers Armies Wine and Women and concluded Women to be the forceablest Have not all these in my Pilgrimage battled with me Yea although the least indeed within me yet even as face to face with me in such measure as to Remonstrate would fill up many long lines with the like Characters as these of Ink Nevertheless All yea and seven times more then all these in full force coming as floods of impress upon my little City Walls never did equal nor parallel the strength vigour and vertue which is in the least Lamb of the Sheep-fold Moreover I declare though the said three might yet attempt my Tower to wit an Army as the force of seven Armies and Wine with seventy times seven the strength of the strongest Wine and Women with seventy times seven hundred times their strength in the excellency of beauty lustre and love yet I am perswaded in the pure fear dread and power of God Almighty that they all would not touch my life or make me defile the bed of my Marriage But I testifie the thoughts of the countenance of one Lamb overcome me in the Ocean of Eternal Love which of a truth I feel and find in me granted by the good hand of God stronger then the first and last Enemy which is Death or Lord and power of darkness upon the which my Love which is very life trampleth as Cells in the infernal places in the utmost obscurity in which Love through perfect fear I find my Soul established and life compleated Furthermore my dearly beloved Sisters and Brethren You know the natural influences of the old Courses viz. the love of the Child to the Parents and the Mothers bowels to the fruit of her Womb yea and the love of her who forsaketh Father and Mother and cleaves to her Husband whose desire is after her own flesh concerning and super-ascending which I testifie as one who hath ample knowledge of the Principal Rarest part of the first affection unto you my infinitely beloved in the Eternal vertue that as the bright Heavens in height are exceedingly above the dark face of the low earth so is my Love to you Oh! my Love my Love oh to you Gods own everlasting inheritance and treasure exceeding all which is of or hath relation to the first birth of the flesh fleshly in its most endeared natural streams and flouds of the fulnesse of that love and affection And although I have thus far made an entrance of oration yet am still as far from emptying my self of the incomprehensibility of his treasure as is the entrance of the East-wind which no man knowes from whence it comes to the utmost passage of the West whither it flyeth the which no man knoweth whither it goeth Casually therefore in righteousnesse forasmuch as this Love shall prosper the other pine and wither This shall live the other