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A33990	The marrow of gospel-history, or, A diversion for youth at their spare hours being a poem on the birth, life, death, and resurrection of our most blessed lord and saviour, Jesus Christ : with some thoughts on the apostate angels and fallen man ... / by Hercules Collins ...	Collins, Hercules, d. 1702.	1696 (1696)	Wing C5362; ESTC R43110	29,586	100

his Mercy 's good He sent to us his Son To save us from the Proud and Strong Yea all our Enemies In Righteousness and Holiness To serve him all our Days That good Day-spring doth Knowledg bring Of Sins remission free And blessed Light and Peace in sight To those in Darkness lay With Simeon old let 's be so bold To take the Lord of Glory In Arms of Love tho high above Heaven's Superior Story And praise him too for 't is his due And tell him we can die Peace and Rest because the best Of Objects now we see Our Eyes have seen the blessed One Hid from great Potentates The Gentiles Light he is most bright And Israel's Glory great Now triumph Saint the Lord he went Unto Mount Calvary Suffer'd the Cross and bore the Curse For Man's Felicity ●or surely by his Poverty The Poor are very rich And by his Shame they have great Fame No earthly Monarch such We were set free for bound was he Unto the Post and Cross Great Grief he had we might be glad Our Crown cannot be lost ●rom Heaven's room the Son came down We all might there ascend God Man became he might regain That Love which hath no End No House had he tho of Heaven free We may have one above Not made with Hands or Mens Commands But by God's Power and Love God in the dark seem'd to forsake His own eternal Son We might have Light splendid and bright And ever with him dwell A Wonder 's here God's Son most dear Had less ground to expect The Shines of God when that he di'd Than Saints of either Sex He 's in the Dark to purchase Light From hence forsaken too Saints may expect tho Christ did not God's Shines their Dying-day Lord we a Song will sing as long As an Eternity O King of Days 't is endless Praise Is still thy Childrens cry What tho we stand in a strange Land A Babel Wilderness Our Harps will tune to the Renown Of him who 's Lord of Hosts As travelling on to Mount Sion Our House our Place our Home As going on we 'll sing our Song To him upon the Throne Who can but sing the Lord will come Methinks he 's at the Door Faith sees him stand now just at hand My Soul be sad no more With David sing and Offerings bring Let all the Saints of God Rejoice in him that maketh them Most glorious by his Blood Upon your Bed sing to your Head Declare his noble Acts For this will be-eternally The Work of Tongue and Hearts O let us sing the Lamb's sweet Song Cry Great and marvell us Are all thy Works Lord God of Hosts Almighty true and just And with Saint John we 'l praise the Lamb The Prince and King of Earth Who loved us and washed us With his own Blood through Faith To God most wise give all due Praise Glory and Majesty Dominion great a Prince's Seat He hath above the Sky Let 's give henceforth Hallelujah Salvation Honour too With that Voice came out from the Throne Praise God his Servants do O King of Saints all Nations faint At thy just Judgment Lord Who shall not fear and thee revere And spread thy Fame abroad Thou worthy art to have the Heart Because all Things th' hast made For thine own Will and Glory still Hence 't is we give thee Laud. Let Heav'n and Earth their Praise set forth And Hallelujahs sing For our high God and mighty Lord Remains a conqu'ring King CHAP. XXI The ARGUMENT An Evangelist sheweth whence it was that so much Shame and Pain fell on an innocent Person by striking the Name of the Debtors out of the black and bloody Bond of the Law and inserting his own What a long Journey he came to redeem and marry poor Leprous Beggars And what bloody Battels he fought to gain this poor contemptible Worm and how he invested her with an Eternal Kingdom of Glory from his last Will and Testament WHO Inquest-makes Interrogates The Scribe which here indites If he can show why all this Wo Fell on the Lord of Light I 'll take from thee Prolixity In a Compendium shew That thee and I made him to die Who was Messiah true His Cheeks we smote by our proud Heart And Hair eradicate His Hands and Feet Nails penetrate He might us happy make I say again thy Sin and mine Procured all this Wo The thorny Crown makes Blood run down From Head to Feet below We him did strip and also whip The Spear ran in his Side The Travail of his Soul did make An Enemy his Bride Come Malefactor evil Actor Make one believing look What all pass by none cast an Eye On me who am forsook Of my dear God my precious Lord And purely for your sake I left my Weal inscrutable I might you happy make My Hand I struck with God who took My Covenant and Bail That I might see the Debtor free From the Infernal Jail Men ought repent they ever went To take a Surety's Place But I did long the Day were come Tho suffer'd much Disgrace Your Names struck out the legal Book That Book and bloody Bond My Name I insert with all my Heart So I stand only bound I who am just God did arrest Your Substitute for all And God accounts the Sinner just And Christ the Criminal I paid Man's Debt by bloody Sweat In Prison also lay But afterward had a Discharge On th' Resurrection Day O Men admire free Grace the higher For Love distinguishing That you might live an Object have For Faith tho Devils none No Gospel-light before their sight Men no Commission have To preach in Hell the pure Gospel He only Men will save Surely Success we should not miss That are Ambassadors If we could preach and Devils teach Their Pardon Christ procures But now we preach our Hands we stretch In vain the whole long day And call upon the Sons of Men To haste and come away To Jesus Christ the Chief and Best But Sinners will not hear So Unbelief makes them the Chief Of Sinners will appear Yea greater than the Devil's Sin Or Man 's in Paradise For neither of them did rebel Against redeeming Grace CHAP. XXII The ARGUMENT The Spouse of Christ interposeth with the admiration of his Love the Quantity and immense Treasures thereof having no Bank nor Bottom The Nature of it is free All Sinners may fill their Vessels from this Pipe which is more comfortable than the most fragrant Wine and so powerful that it draws the Heart to Christ as a Loadstone the Mass of Steel WHAT marvellous rich Love is this That such a cursed Race As we came from should sit among The Children of his Grace Our Fathers sure the Hittites were Our Mothers Amorites A cursed Race yet by free Grace In those the Lord delights None us beheld when in the Field All wallowing in our Blood None pitied us under this Curse But the Samar'tan good He casts an Eye when passed by

the Crew of damned Hue In all the World about He will much more his Power declare Ascended now on high Captivity he captive led In his triumphant Day This Hebrew Child tho meek and mild Made Devils loudly roar On Mountains steep in Vallies deep On all the Seas and Shore All Oracles dumb no hideous Hum No mighty Trance or Spell Apollo's Shrines no more Divine's Nor no Prophetick Cell The Flamins quaint at Altars faint In consecrated Grove Because no Sound doth there rebound From their-sweet Object Jove All Temples dumb Peor Baalim And mooned Ashtaroth No Tapers shine none can divine Hence Beelzebub is wroth Now Moloc's fled that Idol's dead Isis and Osiris From Judah's Land the Infant 's hand Laid low the Heathen Priests Each fetter'd Ghost slips to his Post To the Infernal Jail Who go in Troops their Malice shoots Back to the God of all Who comes who comes in glor'ous Blooms From Edom and Bozrath In whose Brow high is Majesty And treads untrodden Paths Glory surrounds his Body's Bounds There 's Terror in his Face Mr. Norris The Evening Sky the Scarlet Dye His Robes cannot debase They are so red with God-like Blood And Blood of Enemies They are much stain'd with Conquest gain'd And blessed Victories I mighty One 't is I do come That treads the Press alone Of Wrath Divine such Power is mine I will have help from none 'T is I can speak my Foes to death And that in Righteousness Almighty I can save most high From Hell to Heaven's Bliss 'T is I alone go conqu'ring on By my great Power and Strength And Blood runs o're my Garments pure My People might have Health 'T is I outvie the Scarlet Dye And make my Garments red Like those Men that do tread the Fat And Wine-press for the Blood I wear those Clothes red like the Rose To save some some destroy By shedding Blood I bruise one's Head And God do satisfy The Day is come that signal One And Death shall have its Doom The Kingdoms dark I will subvert And conquer every One No Sea of Blood but Christ's most good The Enemy could spoil And we are glad Christ's bloody Flag Doth flourish over all The Cher'bims Guard of the High Lord Stood by while Christ did fight His Father true forsook him too Yet he the Field did get My Fury strong supports me long And with my single Arm The Conquest 's won Salvation's come To mine that none can harm CHAP. XX. The ARGUMENT This Chapter contains an Account of a triumphant Song to the Lamb by the Saints of the Old and New Testament for Christ's most glorious Conquest over his and the Church's Enemies in his Resurrection and Ascension WITH Deborah we 'l sing to Jah Who hath avenged me And trod down Strength his Arm hath length To spoil his Enemy When he march'd on the Enemy strong Did tremble in the Earth And in the Field he made them yield As Holy Scripture saith Wake Deborah awake with Mirth A Song of Triumph sing Our Barak Head Captivity led A Captive tho a King Proud Sisera must stand in awe The Stars in Heaven fight The great Jael hath conquer'd Hell And put his Foes to flight Come to our King with Israel sing The Lord 's a Man of War He gloriously triumphs on high And leads his Enemies far Pharaoh of Hell that proud Rebel His Chariots overthrew His great Captains and chosen Ones Their Strength could not renew They proudly said Pursue the Head Fight not with Small or Great But Israel's King strike most at him Then we shall them defeat Come draw your Sword upon my Word My Lust I will fulfil I will divide the Spoil his Pride Shall not go conquering still The Sea arose upon his Foes And in it they did sink A Sea of Wrath wherein no Path Can find from it to shrink Who can compare with this most Fair Glorious in Holiness And fearful in the praise of Men His Wonders cannot cease Now Hannah sung we will prolong Our Honour he exalts Against our Foes his Power flows They may not proudly talk The mighty One is broken down And weak Ones girded are The Prince brought down from a high Throne The Poor exalted there Come Esa's Song we will prolong To our beloved King That us hath made his sweet Vineyard Who were but Lumps of Sin And fix'd it in a fruitful Hill Where Showers fall Divine A Tower great he made in it And on it Christ doth shine He doth it watch his Vineyard rich 'T is done both Night and Day A fiery Wall is round them all Against the Beasts of Prey May Zion say in a good Day Tho thou wast angry Lord With me for Sin through Christ our King Thy Favour is restor'd Behold my God doth Help afford He is Salvation Who shall I fear Jehovah's near My Trust my Strength my Song Therefore in Faith let 's draw with Mirth From God's Salvation-Wells Those living Streams Christ's bloody Veins Did purchase for Rebels In this good Day we all will say Praise praise the Lord alone Exalt his Name and spread his Fame For great 's the holy One. In Zion's Land his mighty Hand Is stretched out to save His Israel where he doth dwell Whom to his Son he gave Well is it said in God's sure Word Excellent Things doth he 'T is shewed forth in all the Earth God for his Church will be Sing and cry out come give a Shout Of Hallelujah's high To Jehovah begun on Earth But lasts Eternity The Prophet old when he foretold Death should be swallowed up In Victory by one on high Then he this Song did put Unto the Church to triumph much On that triumphant Day Eternal Gates stand ope in state That Saints then enter may This City strong they enter in Salvation is their Wall And Bullwarks too none can subdue And make this City fall As Mary's Song when Gabriel came The Angel her did tell And her salute and kindly greet With News that did excel That she should bear the glorious Heir Of Heaven and of Earth In her pure Womb should lie God's Son As holy Scripture saith Then she brake out with holy Shout Of Praise to magnify The Lord above who in much Love Had fill'd her Soul with Joy What Wonders here that I should bear A Saviour unto Man That I so poor God great in Power Should set his Love upon And me exalt with all my Faults Above all Women high No Queen he took this King to suck Or bear in her Body But me poor Maid he did regard To his eternal Praise I bore the King who had no Sin One of eternal Days With Zachary the Lord on high Let us ever extol For visiting and redeeming His People from all thrall A Horn of Power and a strong Tower Of great Salvation For us hath rais'd eternal Praise The Lord shall wait alone Now are made good the Prophet's words Spake since the World began God's Covenant stood