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Daily meditations, or, Quotidian preparations for and considerations of death and eternity begun July 19, 1666 / by Philip Pain.
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Pain, Philip, d. 1668?
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we fly amain Lord let the thoughts of Death possess my heart That so Thee and my Soul may never part Meditat. 19. How bruitish Oh how sensless are all those Who to the World do so themselves dispose As if there were no God to serve no Death That 's coming to deprive them of their breath Lord help me so to live that I may bee Never forgetful of my Death or Thee Meditat. 20. How loth how backward are we all to leave This transitory World Let Death bereave Us of those Mundane things yet if we still Resolve to live and dye to Christ what ill Can happen to us Lord before I dye Let me a better Kingdome farre espy As the great God still addes unto my dayes It 's but new matter for me him to praise July 24. The third day Meditat. 21. How often have I view'd the graves and gone Unto that place and yet returned home Again unto my house The time will bee When I must go but no returning see Lord give me so much grace that I may be Ever-more mindful of Eternitie Meditat. 22. What mean those show'rs those drops that from on high Descend to call men to Eternity Both Young and Old no Sex is spar'd O why What is the cause of our Mortality Lo here it is A blessed God we have Offended therefore we must to the grave Meditat. 23. Death strikes the Young man and the Old man must Yield to Deaths stroke and return to the dust Nor Strength nor Beauty Riches Honours lent But for a while cannot our death prevent Oh how should we then use these things below That must be left when we from hence do go Meditat. 24. Man's life it is but lent him here and he Is but a debtor to Mortalitie Those fading Comforts that below we have Or do enjoy will leave us at the grave Lord grant that when my Comforts all are gone I may with Thee have sweet Communion This day is past God mercy shews to me Who am a Dust-heap of Mortalitie July 25. The 4th day Meditat. 25. Alas poor Death where does thy great strength lye 'T is true I 'me mortall yet I cannot dye I tell thee If I dye in Christ it is The way thou shew'st me to eternal bliss By death I live if that I live to Christ And then thou 'lt say the mark I have not mist Meditat. 26. Alas what 's Sorrow 't is our portion here The Christian's portion Trouble Grief and Fear He is The Man of Sorrows here below Of all the men on earth yet let us know Christ left his Grave-clothes that we might when grief Draws tears or blood not want an Handkerchief Meditat. 27. Is Death so formidable Can the chance Of one poor day change our fresh Countenance Is there so much in Death that we should be Like Children frighted at our destiny Of Heaven give me assurance Lord and I Shall ne're believe Death looks so dreadfully Meditat. 28. Could I in greatness farre surmount the skie Or yet in glory could the Sun out-vie Could I be more then any man that lives Great Fair Rich Wise all in Superlatives Yet if I were still mortal there would be A debt still to be paid to death by me Lord as thou givest me more hours to live So with it Oh do thou thy grace me give July 26. The 5th day Meditat. 29. How mutable is every thing that here Below we do enjoy with how much fear And trouble are those gilded Vanities Attended that so captivate our eyes Oh who would trust this World or prize what 's in it That gives and takes and changes in a minute Meditat. 30. Sure every soul in this world hath its day Of grace and if he will improve it may The time will come when it shall have an end Ev'n when we must unto the grave descend Lord help me now to know the things that do Belong unto my peace and them pursue Meditat. 31. We have no License from our God to waste One day one hour one moment that do haste So swiftly from us in our sinful pleasures But rather to lay up for lasting treasures Lord spare me yet a little that I may Prepare for Death and for the Judgement-day Meditat. 32. The damned now in Hell that there do ly In endless flames that howl and weep and cry For anguish great this is their deepest Crime Heart-vexing trouble Oh Mispence of Time Oh who would rush into those flames of Fire That of mis-spending time they may enquire Lord let thy Terrours every day cause me To prepare for my end and ready be July 27. the 6th day Meditat. 33. Our Saviour he ascended up on high And led death conqu'red in captivity The Grave is sweetned by him why should we Be loth to share in this his Victorie Lord as death thou hast overcome Oh so Conquer my sins ere I from hence do go Meditat. 34. By Faith the Christian acts whilst here beneath He lives till death his Faith and Life bereave But when this life is ended he enjoyes The things that he believ'd Eternal Joves Lord grant that I may here by Faith foresee A glorious Mansion prepar'd for me Meditat. 35. These Arms these Hands this Face they ere long must Decay consume and moulder into dust The time will be when time shall be no more Upon this earth as it hath heretofore Great God then grant that I may serious be In and about things of Eternitie Meditat. 36. I 've often heard that suâ—h a Friend is dead And that another layes his weary head Down in the grave yet this no news to me Whilst I live here in sin and vanitie Lord help me now to think the time will come For me as well as those that now are gone As strong as young as now I am yet must I be for certain buried in the dust July 28. The 7th day Meditat. 37. Our dayes our time appointed are by God And beyond that we may not have abode Here on this sinfull earth the day draws nigh When every one shall have a time to dye Lord as the time does from me pass away Grant me thy grace whilst in the world I stay Meditat. 38. Frail Mortals poste with speed after those things Which at the last nought else but sorrow brings Most think not of a great Eternity That 's drawing on apaâ—e Lord grant that I May whilst I 'me here pursue with might and main Those things that will bring everlasting gain Meditat. 39. All Creatures in their kinde sound forth the praise Of their blest Maker yea the glorious Rayes Of his great Majesty appeareth on The least of all the Works of Creation But Lord Man by his sin dishonours thee Who art the God of Immortalitie Meditat. 40. Whilst we are here below we act and move And this and that we seek for to improve The time will come when that our places shall Not know us we shall be no more at all Lord grant that
DAILY MEDITATIONS OR Quotidian Preparations for AND Considerations of DEATH AND ETERNITY Begun July 19. 1666. By Philip Pain Who lately suffering Shipwrack was drowned Job 30.23 For I know that thou wilt bring me to death and to the house appointed for all living Eccles 12.1 Remember now thy Creator in the dayes of thy youth c. CAMBRIDGE Printed by Marmaduke Johnson 1668. The Porch TO live's a Gift to dye's a Debt that we Each of us owe unto Mortality What though the dead do ghastly look and we Like Children frighted are even but to be Spâ—ctâ—tors of a dying man or woman Yet nothing's to be fear'd that is so common It is not Death that we in them do see It 's but the Mask wherewith 't will vailed be Yet where 's the mâ—n or woman that can look Death in the face as in some pleasing book Can we contented be to view our face In such a dreadful doleful Looking-glass O where 's the man or woman that can cry Behold I come Death I desire to dye O where 's the man or woman that can say Lord I desire my dissolution day And what 's the reason 't is so hard to dye To leave this World so full of vanity What makes it terrible nought but the sense Of guilt sin Break down this potent fence And then be sure for aye you shall enjoy Joyes everlasting Everlasting joy P. P. July 19. 1666. The 5th day Meditation 1. GReat God how short's mans time each minute speaks He is but dust and that his Vessel leaks Each moment of my moment any time Does plainly tell me 't is not mine but thine He gives me time to live and verily Ere long I shall have likewise time to dye Meditat. 2. After the time of Life is ended then Oh there 's Another Time for sons of men A great ETERNITY will surely come Of blessed Happiness or cursed Doom Lord grant I may be one of those that may Enjoy the first with thee another day Meditat. 3. Down to the grave I must ere long descend Leave all my friends behinde thither I bend And steer my wearied Course unto that Port To which all sorts of Nations do resort When I cast Anchor grant O Lord that I May safely ride where Christ himself did lye Meditat. 4. This World a Sea of trouble is and Man Is swimming through this vast wide Ocean The billows heat the waves are angry and 'T is seldome that he spies a helping hand To buoy his head up O great God let me Be kept from sinking into misery This day is past but tell me who can say That I shall surely live another day July 20. The 6th day Meditat. 5. I can but dye but once why should I fear Whether I fear or not 't is all as near O but my Soul consider that sad time Gives every thing to death leaves nothing thine Except thy stinking Carcase which shall be Dispos'd to weal or woe eternally Meditat. 6. The Passing-bell sounds harsh unto the ear Of all that do the King of Terrours fear But let a man have but an interest In Jesus Christ 't will toll him to his rest Lord give me such a gift none other I Crave or desire whether I live or dye Meditat. 7. Death puts an end to every thing below It gives the killing wound the fatall blow Of those that here a while did but reside But for a time the last act is They dy'd Then grant O Lord that I may act this Part Well on the Stage then Death lo here 's my Meditat. 8. Scarce do I pass a day but that I hear Some one or other's dead and to my ear Me thinks it is no news but Oh? did I Think deeply on it what it is to dye My Pulses all would bear I should not be Drown'd in this Deluge of Security Think every day thy last and ready bee And so th' uncertain hour shall welcome thee July 21. The 7th day Meditat. 9. Man's life is like a Rose that in the Spring Begins to blossome fragrant smells to bring Within a day or two behold Death's sent A publick Messenger of discontent Lord grant that when my Rose begins to side I may behold an Everlasting shade Meditat. 10. Alas what is the World a Sea of Gliss Alas what 's Earth it's but an Hower-glass The Sea dissolves the Glass is quickly run Behold with speed man's Life is quickly done Let me so swim in this Sea that I may With thee live happy in another day Meditat. 11. Had I as many dayes to live as I See drops are in the sea yet I must dye Each day a drop would carry away a day And so my life would swiftly pass away Jehovah great humbly I thee beseech The number of my dayes me for to teach Meditat. 12. I every day do see that here below Is nothing permanent away they go Friends and Relations every thing that I Do cast mine eyes upon is Vanity Give me a portion then even in that place Where still I may behold thy blessed face I now lye down to rest but do not know Where by the morning God will me bestow July 22. SAB. The first day Meditat. 13. What great security possâ—sses some Who think that Death's aslâ—ep or cannot come How miserable are such Souls who think To live even as they list of sin to drink Wide seas and rivers when alas they see Not their approaching damning destiny Meditat. 14. The time is short sayes Paul it 's short indeed For it hath Eagles wings and flees with speed Each minute from us how should we improve This our short time that does so swiftly move Lord grant I be not prodigal of Time Thinking 't is thine that I do use not mine Meditat. 15. The dead they praise thee not the living they Sound forth thy blessed praises every day In grave there 's no rememberance of thee But of thee in that place forgetful bee Lord grant that I may praise thee whiles that I Have time to live and summon'd not to dye Meditat. 16. The misery of man is great on him Because his time he knows not 't is his sin And nothing else that thus hath man undone And makes this Race of Life painful to run Lord give me knowledge of my time that so Prepâ—â—'d I may be here before I go One day of grace more here I have enjoy'd It 's Gods great mercy I am not destroy'd That greatly have provok'd him July 23. The second day Meditat. 17. Whilst in this world I stay some hopes have I That I shall reign in Heaven eternally But when my time is past and I am gone There 's no hope left for me to build upon Lord grant me full assurance whilst that I Am here so willing I shall be to dye Meditat. 18. We are but babes of yesterday and we Are sons and daughters of Mortalitie From dust we came to dust we must again And to the grave with speed