of his love In sending us his Son which from above Hast left a holy Ministry to be our guide Oh keep us safe that we may never slide Into such pathes that may lead us astray But follow our shepherds in a holy way And from a peevish zeal good Lord restore us And grant us shepherds that may go before us Matthew 5.8 Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God c. GOd of his abundant love did send his Son Into the world to preach salvation Upon the mount whereon he freely taught His blessed precepts unto all that sought To him in faith and obedience to his will Minding his holy precepts to fulfil He pronounced nine blessings with their recompence If we observe them with true reverence And keep his holy Lawes not from it start Surely blessed are they are pure in heart Who would not then strive earnest to be pure See David's fervent zeal for to assure His panting soul which long'd full sore to find A place of rest for his so grieved mind To attain the which he passionately cri'd Lord from thy precepts let me never slide That he would cleanse his heart he might inherit The gifts and graces of his holy spirit Hath piety such a reward no disgrace Shall the pure in heart behold him face to face And with blest spirits ever happy raign In endless glory and true peace obtain Who will not labor to imitate the just VVho have such heavenly visions in their dust Shall the treacherous vanities we enjoy Steal off our hearts and rob us of true joy And bereave us of the glory of that light VVhich is of endless splendor power and might So strengthen me That I may rather choose The divine light and all false lights refuse A sight the which in glory doth surpass All triumphs in the world that ever was VVhat splenders are there compared to this It is an empty air Nothing less A sight which no eye ever saw but may If the worlds objects lead them not astray After the harmony of deluding Charms VVhich lulls frail flesh a sleep in natures arms The Idea of this sight cannot be drawn In lively colors least we do prophane The speculations of the brain can never Portract him truly that doth live for ever Then cease thy fancie and forbear thy art His liveless Character is in thy heart The divine Traveller though but newly there Could give no full description of that sphear Scripture Characters doth but even allude And set it forth but in similitude And shew how infinitely transcendent Is that glory which is omnipotent VVere diamonds all join'd to make one splendor They were but Attoms to the Sun not render The smallest glimps to that luminary Of life and heat the which by motions vary And feed a throng of sparkling stars that are Inlivened with his light which from a far VVe do behold each one in 's proper place How dim's it to the glory of thy face VVho then would thus so vainly sacrifies Himself to sin and so bewreave his eyes Of that blest vision and the chiefest good To gratifie his wild extravagant blood And revel in delights of sin and shame And stiffle his nobler passions and that flame Of holy zeal that should chiefly delight us To the triumphs of thy bliss Good Lord unite us He that would dwell amongst those sacred fires And holy spirits by whose true light inspires The mind with holy motions he must turn His heart unto an altar and their burn The holy sacrifice of penitence And lively faith with all due reverence And humbleness of heart which will do well For the graces of Gods spirit there do dwell The heart that mourns within us there must be The only seat of life and love to thee The graces of the spirit there must rest And be so firmly fixed in the brest Naturalists do well observe that to the heart Is first giv'n life then death it doth them part Oh Lord our hearts are frail there cannot be Strength to support unless it come from thee Give thy supporting graces we are weak Touch thou our hearts and tongues that we may speak To the glory of thy name and so dispise The vanities of the world with its disguise O raise our contemplations to thy glory Cast down our vain affections transitory That proudly do oppose it self in error Correct our thoughts oh let it be a terror Unto our hearts and make us plainly see The horror of our crimes Lord against thee Sanctifie to thy self our whole devotion That we live holy lives in godly motion Oh let our chiefest contemplations raise A holy zeal in us to give thee praise Let it be our delight to do thy will And all thy holy precepts to fulfill That when we shall lay down our lives in dust VVe may be glorified with the Just And sweetly seated in that blessed place VVhere we may all behold thee face to face Daniel 12.3 And they that be wise shall shine as the Brightness of the firmament and they that turn many to Righteousness as the Stars for ever and ever DId Michael th'archangel not stir thence But stood most valiant like a mighty prince To assist Gods people in their times of trouble And said their sufferings would be requited double If that their hearts would be to wisdom bent Should shine for ever in the firmament And such as by their pious pains do turn Others from sin so that they sigh and mourn Shall shine as starrs and be for ever blest VVith glory in everlasting rest Who then would not be studious for to gain True knowledge that he might thereby attain Such promised glory and become most pure Holy Celestial to be ever sure To shine forth as the Sun oh blessed sight In whose most glorious raies is the chief light Where man 's diviner part not only lives As living splendor it for ever gives Transcending beams of lustre which shall shine In the imperial heavens most divine And there be ever fixt and never sever But shine as stars for ever and for ever Look here ye blind admirers of Earths bubble A robe of purple or some glorious trouble A diadem of honor in this Earth Which brings forth care small comfort after death So vain is Man that fondly doth desire Such trifling honors that do soon expire Which carrieth not that light will give access And by its virtue turn to righteousness Which would make them Stars but some desire t' enjoy Their fading pleasures such a splendid toy Hear this all ye that can on shadows dote And you that can to Transitory pomp devote Your souls and care not for immortal bliss And think there is no other Heaven but this Sublunary pleasures couldst thou call down A robe of morning Stars to deck thee round Such Royal luminaries it would be But gloomy splendor a bright obscurity Compared to that lustre 'T will shine but faint Not like that glory that enwraps a Saint That
doth the same enrich His very grave becomes a cabinet Of precious dust the which is all beset With Saphires like a Rock that stoutly braves The raging Sea and its tempestuous Waves Or like the morning Sun that shines most bright After 't hath long bin clouded from our sight And more transparent shines to the eye of sence Attracting many muddy vapors hence For like the conquering palm that still doth flourish Under its pressures which doe never nourish His spreading limbs into a full extent Maugre the cloggs and weights of punishment Job these are but poor emblems of thy glory Like as the Lower Sphears are transitory Hurri'd with storms but still thy high-born soul Like the true loadstone points the heavenly pole And turns no other way although surrounded With griefs abounding thou art not confounded Tell me of stones whose power can expell Or herbs whose virtue can indeed repell The dangerous Thunder these are of small power Compar'd with that most glorious sparkling Tower His soul that these flames only purifie And brighter made so that we may descry Our conquering glory o're the worlds great same In which he is a Mirror still the same And shall our light afflictions temporary Discourage us from climing to thy glory And drive us from thy service by such Toyes As Satan casts to hinder purer Joyes No thou dost skreen thy love in discontent And shewest thy goodness in our punishment And whilst we do most foolishly repine And grumble at this providence of thine Being two much troubled at the smallest cross Of wealth and Honor which doe us so toss With vain affections shews we cannot take Danger of sufferings for thy blessed sake But are without true sence of thy dear Love And the Celestial Glory that 's above Treasur'd for us our duty 's to submit To thy blest will and all thou thinkest fit Triumphing in our sufferings not repine Lord bow our wills unto that will of thine Eternal wisdom Let it now be done To thine own Glory and thine only Son Romans 6.12 and part of 21. Let not Sin therefore raign in you mortal bodies that you should obey in the Lusts thereof For the end of these things are Death THe Blest and Learn'd Apostle here doth Preach Attonement made by Christ doth likewise teach Th' effects and power of Baptism here on earth Saying we'er all Baptiz'd into his Death And shall be surely raised from the Grave By th' only power of him that did us save From Death Eternal and may freely walk In a renewed Life and thereof talk To th' comfort of our Souls and Crucifie Our foul affections wherein we descry Sins large dominion in us it 's recoyl'd Which only Christ in Love did reconcile Made us alive to God by 's intercession Therefore let sin not raign to the transgression Of Gods most Holy will nor yet obey The raging Lusts thereof which do bear sway Within our mortal bodies while w'have breath Remembring that the end thereof is Death who 'l fancy such felicity on earth Which quite expireth with this present breath And the reward of Lusts will surely be Filled with horror and calamity Had we no hopes and were our sences gone Had we no thoughts of a Resurrection To raise again decayed natures frame To a more noble shape than is the same Then might we well thus drown our selves in pleasure And think on Heaven at our remotest leasure Like Epicures Study and still invent New fashioned Luxury with an intent For to be thought ingenious Rich in Wit And take felicity to revel in it Thinking that all confusion would do well And make no reckning either of Heaven or Hell But mingle all into a wild confusion By making such Athistical conclusion Yea deem 't no scandal for to be thus hurld To Blasphemy as for to think the world Is without God no stop thy prophane breath Sins certain wages is eternal death 'T is not the fear of death that takes thee hence But the horror of a guilty conscience That doth affright thee when the sting of death Seizeth our vital parts and stops our breath The memory of our sins doth smartly sting Awakened conscience when we'er hovering Over our Graves where we must soon be laid Then Hell and Judgment make us most afraid Who suffred sin to vaunt thus in our blood Following our Lusts and shunning what is good Tell me O thou who makest Earth thy Treasure And wrapst thy self up in the softest pleasure 'T is but a little Span before thine eyes With age grown weak and weary yea despise Such objects when each tired limb doth crack With anguish of those pains thy crimes did make Which were th'officious instruments to act Sins fatal Scene and following the tract Of Lusts and Luxury rev'ling with heat That sets thy darling body in a sweat Afflicts thee with the terrors of these fires Which thou hast kindled with thy foul desires Strictly examine now thy self vain man Whether these flattering false enjoyments can Restore thy soul which they have stoln from Heaven Recover it again and so make even That long and vast accompt which heretofore Thou hast laid by and set it on the score Of thy blest Saviour stop I say bewail The memory of thy crimes and so prevail To get that pardoning mercy that doth heal All broken hearts that unto Christ appeal Breathing such aires whose Musick soon would charm Like Davids Harp 't will drive away all harm Still conscience cries make Musick to delight Th' Almighties ears and bring thee to his sight Where are those fond diversions that did take Up thy vain thoughts and did as shadows make A transcient splendor which prov'd little gain It could not bribe thy pardon nor obtain The least reprieve to keep thee from the Grave Or be a means at all thy soul to save See ye blind Lovers of this Mass of Clay How quickly your enjoymonts fade away Being built on such Foundations which do slide And turn to Rubbish it will not abide Your vain felicities they have no power For to secure you in the latest hour Yea that impartial Conqueror pale Death Will seize your Vitals and stop your Breath Such as delight in pleasures live in flame And Death will bring them Torments Hell and Shame All that now spurn at Virtue and it Scoff Following vain pleasures and the Lusts thereof Bewitching World thou thou betray'st our sence And smoothly wheels us to impenitence Making transitory pleasures our delight And through dark mists leads to Eternal night Yet we imbrace and hug the waies of Sin And with a pleasing madness live therein Stopping our ears to the profers of thy Love The which would raise us to the joyes above Wildly we follow the dictates of sence And all those vile affections flowing thence Pitty O Lord our Captiv'd natures frail And give us such desires as may prevail Over our Lusts that our whole Souls may be Breathings in perfect longings after thee With holy servency whilst
sin which causeth endless shame and death Consider it ye mortals of the Earth Who now carouse in sin and sport away Thy blessed time of love by your delay Be not bewitcht with sin return and blest Behold our Christ admits you to his feast Oh let the endearments of a comon sence Of love and lively faith arise from thence And let sweet raptures of a holy zeal Raise in my soul such joyes as may reveal My constant faith and love to him alone That is for ever seated in the Throne Of heavenly glory Lord do thou permit Me in his arms of love and cause me sit Amongst the Saints above which take delight To sing sweet Hallelujahs day and night To that blest quire good Lord in time unite me And let thy praises ever more delight me Then shall my longing soul have quiet rest In the bosom of that glory ever blest Luke 19.9 This day is Salvation come to thy house BEhold our Jesus trav'ling for to gain Lost Man and see with what a loving pain He passeth Jericho after he 'd wrought Such mighty works and cur'd them all that sought To him in faith of which Zacheus hearing Hastning he climbs to see his Christ not fearing The publicans could hinder his good nature His zeal being warm although but low in stature He takes the Sicamore as here we find To raise his body equal with his mind VVell warm'd with faith and a desire to see His Lord and Christ from branches of a Tree VVhere being seen and call'd he made no stay But with all Joy of heart he did obey His infant faith did soon break forth in action And chearfully he vowed satisfaction And restitution no Man did ever more Largely express his Love unto the poor By all he did it truly demonstrate That Christ assur'd to be with in his gate T' was time for him to hast and not desist To entertain so merciful a guest That did so passionately express his love Calling Zacheus from the Tree above He leaves the branches that did him advance Prostrates himself with humble reverence Had his low limbs been of a higher extent He might have wanted that true zeal he meant But being low in stature high in grace Hee 's call'd to see his Christ ev'n face to face Oh humble kindness of the King of glory As it s recorded in the sacred story See how coldly th' world doth entertain The Lord of life which finds too much disdain 'T is he invites who well could pay the cost That came to seek and save such as were lost The Jew doth vainly look for his Redeemer To come in pomp which shews he 's an esteemer Of worldly majesty but hee 's become A wandring vagrant till the day of doom Stop stop ye glorious mortals which do ride In golden Chariots stuft with carnal pride See your Redeemer a blest president To true humility with care repent Place not felicity on Thrones of Gold But on the Scepter of Gods word take hold And if you 'l climb climb like Zacheus here Not after pomp but with an awful fear Cast down your selves even from the lofty Tree Of carnal Lusts Hear Christ saith come to me All that decline a Carnal conversation To them he offers life joy and salvation Who would not welcome such a noble guest And treat his Saviour at a Bounteous feast And sacrifice even all with joy and love Sith every perfect gift is from above And giv'n by him that can repay us double Conferring perfect happiness for trouble But there are some that think it to much charge If vestry ornaments be something large To express th' honor dignity and worth Of sacred things and decently let forth As late religious arts perform'd in order They say that on Romes Church we neerly boarder If they see Gap or Surplice Hood or Scarse Like silly momes they flout and jeer and laugh But such must know uniess they will be fools These are distinctions in the learned Schools How happy was Zachem with the favor Of Christ his presence whose persumes did savor Of humility in that he 'ed condescend To come to sinners as unto a friend And be a guest unto such a kind of Man As was a meer professed publican Nor is his mercy shut up here alone But it extends to all that sigh and groan Yea every houshould that indeed doth clime And mounts by virtue surely shall see him Hark you that sacrifice your lives and blood And with a hearful zeal do fly from good That foot the musick of a vainer life And with true virtues ever are at strise Strangers to God his holy ordinance The precious sacraments that sure advance The flight toward Heaven and make thee see Like good Zachem here as from a Tree Of grace if this be planted in thy heart Then Christ will be thy guest and nere depart If this be water'd with repenting tears Then it will bring forth fruit in which appears A holy life which will the comfort give And in true Joyes thou shalt for ever live After thy body is by death mowed down Thy soul shall have a pretious heav'nly crown Oh Lord we are as nothing in thy sight 'T is thou haft rais'd us by thy power and might And when the least desire we feel or find To come to thee 't is thou that stirs the mind And makes us climb for we are low of stature Lame and decrepit poor weak things by nature Unless we take advantage by the Tree Of faith and holy life wee see not thee And climb O Lord wee can't without thy grace Raise us O Lord by it to see thy face Infuse in us each holy good desire Blow up in us a zeal as hot as fire A zeal that may a doubtless warmth sure bring Then shall we praise thee and for ever sing Loud Halelujahs to thy blessed name That art th' Almighty God ever the same Whose mercies condescend to every one And gives assurance of salvation Luke 9.57 Lord I will follow thee wheresoever thou goest BEhold our Saviour here who doth reprove Revenging rashness prompting peace and love When his Apostles fill'd with desire To be reveng'd would set a Town on fire And in that passion were so fully bent They urged to Christ a former president Saying did not Elias do such things As'tis recorded in the book of Kings But Christ reprov'd them with a serious frown And pull'd their high avenging spirits down I came not to destroy mens lives but save All such as in humility do crave This heard the scribe professeth without boast Lord I will follow thee where e're thou goest Oh blessed boldness in that resolution A happy confidence to make intrusion Into such company there 's none can blame His passionate affection it became Holy desires which did indeed express His fervent zeal to God and holiness The wondrous miracles which thus were wrought Brought him to Christ whom he with fervor sought That divine light whose powerful
DIVINE POEMS AND MEDITATIONS IN TWO PARTS Written by William Williams of the County of Cornwall Gent. when he was Prisoner in the Kings-Bench in the Sixty second and Sixty third year of his Age. Psalm 5.1 Ponder my words O Lord consider my meditations LONDON Printed by J. Redmayne for the Author and are to be sold by John Williams at the Crown and John Crump at the Three Bibles in St. Pauls Church-Yard 1677. LICENSED March the Seventh To the Honorable Sir Francis Winnington Knight Sollicitor General to His Majesty King Charles the Second and a Member of this present Parliament And to Sir John King Knight Sollicitor to His Highness the Duke of York NOble Gentlemen your words spoken for me in the High Court of Chancery the First day of Trinity Term 1675. were like Apples of Gold in Pictures of Silver they are fit to be Recorded to posterity to encourage other Worthy Persons that now live and may succeed you to be kind and take part to assist Prisoners for they can be grateful if ingenuous you little thought what you then spoke for me would be the subject and occasion of all these following Lines The First I took it to be my duty to present to God as my Thanksgiving And then to you which bountifully rewarded and encouraged my gratitude This unexspected mercy did so raise my contemplations which were formerly exercised in vainer fancies 't was God and you that raised my Meditations on more Diviner Poems if there be any thing in them that be good let God have the Glory and you as his Instruments and the for ever most thankful acknowledgments of your favors to the infinite comfort of From my lodging in the Mint in South-wark March 10. 1676. Your Honors most faithful and obliged Servant William Williams To the Worshipful Arthur Sprye Esq one of His Majesties Justices of the Peace for the County of Cornwal and a Member of this present Parliament Worthy Sir REnowned Homer for whom Seven Cities contended for the Honor of being the place of his Birth when he first betook himself to Poetry thought himself obliged to express his thankfulness to his Benefactors and first to Mentor who took care of him when he had sore eyes and to his Master which brought him up in Learning and he gratefully requited Tychicus the Leather-seller that received him into his House If I endeavor to imitate the worthy example of this darling of the Muses and render you my most hearty thanks and record to all ages your so Generous Free and Bountiful love to me and care of me when a Prisoner deserted by my Kindred and Relations not sparing your pains in Travel and cost on my occasions with your bounty to me other waies never to be forgotten which hath set me sometimes into Admiration of Gods great mercy to me in raising me such a Friend that hath sent me so many comforting Letters which as so many Cordials have revived my sad and drooping Spirits And that you who are so eminently imployed in the publick and have so many great affairs of your own should lay all aside and Travel and expend on my occasions which did never nor ever was in a capacity so highly to engage you And all this done when I was cast down so low when no satisfaction from me was visible your favors were then so clear and continued without any reserve to your self Your indefatigable pains in being the instrument in Gods hands of setting me at liberty which is to me the beginning of a new life Should not these so eminent favors call me to gratitude I were worse than the beast that perish Sir It hath not a little rejoyced my soul that God in my old Old age hath enabled me amid all this more than Three years calamity to have something of my own to present you with though not worthy of you They are my Two last years exercises by way of Meditations in the Kings-Bench They were for the most part written in the House But Corrected and Enlarged in the Rules I beseech you accept them as the most grateful acknowledgment of your so much Care Pains Travel and Expence for me It is the only requital that ever I can be capable of and that I can tell afterages that I can be thankful I shall be most rude and ungrateful if I forget the favors which I have so chearfully received from the Right Honorable Right worshipful and many of my noble countrymen and others by whose bounty and favors I have bin supported in this my so long imprisonment Most thankfully acknowledging their favors especially of some which have exceeded far beyond my expectation and all beyond my deserts Sir I pray that you will take these papers with the author into your protection and continue your favor that God will continue his grace and favor to you shall ever be the desires of my heart while I breath and remain Your ever obliged Servant William Williams TO THE READER Courteous Reader IT is not unknown to many that have bin and some that now are prisoners in the Kings-Bench in what a sad disconsolate condition I was for many moneths after I came Prisoner to that uncomfortable place finding my self reduced from so plentiful a condition to the sad calamities of a Prison neglected by my kindred and relations from whom I had most cause to expect comforts And to add to my griefs I was encountred with railing Rabshecah's and cursing Shimei's to the great discomfort of my soul In Trinity term 1675 I was called by Habeas Corpus to answer a bill in chancery endeavoring to turn me over to the fleet for a contempt as the adversary pretended It grieved me much to think of a remove and renew a new place of Torment I not thinking my self able to answer the court as might be acceptable did retain councel But before I was called my councel went of pretending he had business to attend the Parliament then sitting So I was left to my self But it pleased God soon to supply that defect to my great advantage by enclining the hearts and tongues of the eminent and ever to be honored persons Sir Francis Winnington and Sir John King To improve the reasons I then delivered with so much pious and charitable zeal for me against councel retained against me that they got me an order for my return And at another time enclined one Mr John Hearl a councel at law and my noble Countryman in like manner to defend my cause at the Rouls unknown to me and without a fee for which I make him this my thankful acknowledgment These so eminent mercys from God and so great favors from persons of so high place and parts with whom I had never spoken nor seen their faces as I knew of made me admire Gods great mercy to me a Prisoner meerly upon principals of Honor and Charity These providences my Adversary observing Gods dealing with me stopt the violence of his proceeding and
to find Something above the world therefore how vain Are worldlings which so foolishly take pain Making their chief enquiries but for dross Vexatious vanities subject to loss Without a holy care this Lawyer wise Makes right enquiry and demands advice Of the best councel T'whom he doth resort Ev'n him that best can answer and report Some Some there are that only do enquire After good titles make it their desire 'T is there divinity lead them that way So they grow rich they care not who decay If they cant Rant and swagger cheat and prate They 'l sell eternity at any rate So sadly doe our vices drown religion That to enquire of heaven is held derision There 's no such airy questions in their books It 's trivial of no worth 't will spoil their looks And marr their pleading yea their gain that 's chief Have no such memorandum in their brief Stop then vain Man consider with thy self Why dost thou covet to grasp so much pelf It 's not the flattering title of a name Guilded with massey Gold can keep thy shame From the Almighty's eyes so full of light That do observe thy pleadings wrong or right Plead like the Lawyer here for a possession It 's suitable to every Mans profession To plead for Heaven The client must not leave That suit unfollowed least he doth deceive His Heaven born soul for they must both appear Before one bar in trembling and in fear There 's no delay when cal'd no writ can move Our day of hearing 's fixt in Heaven above Lord let us with delight approach to thee Which art chief counsel in extremity And not reflect on parts demurs of wit But eye that Throne whereon indeed doth sit The Judge of all the Earth from whose clear sight No flesh can hide it self Let our delight Be to enquire thy waies which chiefly tend To that true glory ne'r shall have an end The Lawyers most importunate request Let it with zeal ev'n always warm our breast And stir up in our hearts a holy strife To get assurance of eternal life John 11.36 Jesus Wept STop O my soul and here behold and see Thy Saviour sweet in his humanity His passions did prevail he could not keep His eyes of mercy dry but soare did weep For Lazarus and in him for us all That wrapt are and involv'd in sin and thrall Oh who can hear this and yet have the power To hold his eyes from streaming out a shower Of tears what frozen heart can choose but melt Into a flood of teares if they e'r felt A touch of conscience for those sins of theirs And yet will not accompany his tears Behold we see the marble hearted Jew Censuring his grief with malice to pursue Their envious taunts corruption of their mind And jearing said can't he that cur'd the blind Keep Lazarus alive do not deride It was that God and Christ be glorified And clearly did determine that vain strife I am the Resurrection and the life No wonder if they did refuse to be Mourners which acted such a villany And had such small compassion on his grief That were become his Murderers in chief And op'd that fountain stream of his dear blood Which gushed out like water from a flood Which still lies op where we may have access To him by faith and truth and holiness And yet how many are there that do bear Thy title and boldly pretend to wear The livery of thy name but do refuse The characters of thy Cross and still are Jews How coldly sure are they stand thus affected That are not touched with grief nor yet dejected For his harsh sufferings at his latest breath Which seems to be forgetful of his death How richly are good Mary's tears requited Which wash't her Saviours feet which she delighted Her eyes were moving bathes still running over To see his brim full drops that did discover His love divine which nothing could remove To shew his power his mercy and his love Whom Martha did diswade for want of faith Lazarus come forth our blessed Saviour faith Had Lazarus but known what a rich prize He was esteem'd in the Almighty's Eyes He would have dy'd and not repented To be thus buried and so much lamented Have such a mourner wait upon his pall Which is the Almighty Saviour of us all Divinest Saviour thou didst weep for those That could not weep nor yet fully disclose Their vile affections it was sin that kept Them prisoners to their lusts their sences slept Thou pourest out thy tears thy life and blood And shall we not pour ours even in a flood That fully should speak out unfained sorrow For sin and not defer it till the morrow But we 're so plung'd in sin and many feares That we cannot accompany thy tears It is to sad a walk for flesh and blood Unless thy spirit lead us to what is good Shew us thy purer ways least we intrude And give us hearts of pious gratitude That we may glorifie thy name with praise For our redemption and that all our days May be a thanks giving not to say we slept Remembring always that our Jesus wept Matth. 6.33 But seek ye first the Kingdom of God and his Righteousness and all these things shall be added unto you c. OUr blest Redeemer doth continue here His precepts teaching Gospel course to steere Contained in his Sermon on the Mount A heavenly subject worthy our account But we poor wealkings an how frail are we That 's last in thought which ought the first to be Our duller parts are now so dead and numb All clog'd with earthly cares our tongues are dumb To make enquiry after thy purer ways Which should express our duty and thy praise Such loyterers are we Heav'n ward that we make Small speed and have more mind and care to take Our carnal considerations with us so That we cannot effectually let go Our thoughts from sins but cause our Maker stay Our leisure oh the wretched sad delay Of sinful flesh that studies to provide Superfluous things for to abett our pride Mean while our better parts lie to th' view Of Heavens great Eye with whom we have to do Such strangers are we to our souls concern That wee indeed don 't in the least discern Thy love and favor to us whence we miss These joyes above ev'n Heavens eternall bliss We gaze no higher than the Lower sphear Rowling in meer morality whilst there As though we had nothing beyond our breath To look for when wee 'r snatcht away by death What thoughts ambitious do we ever carry For terrene Joyes how little for Gods glory Vain Jolities and worldly pleasures swallow The thoughts of Heaven not suffering us to follow Gods heavenly Preceps we do sadly lie Dead in our thoughts of immortality Vain man what is' t that thou dost sacrifice Thy idle thoughts unto or wherein lies Thy chief felicity The pagans can Fancy a bliss amongst the shades vain Man And
azure spangled Heaven which we do see Where the magazin of Stars so fixed be Which stocks the world with light it s but a vail Or curtain drawn to keep our sences frail From over prying into th' almighties Throne Where only is felicity alone Which no eye ever saw nor yet shall see The hidden glories of eternity Tombs are but wardrops or Chambers of death Hung'd with their winding sheets beneath the Earth Where we shall all after this life be laid Till to our fathers we be gathered If that same heavenly glimps which did appear Upon the mount did the disciples chear Which made them wish that they might there strait raise Three Tabernacles to eternal praise And there abide Oh if that beauty then Reveal'd from Heaven unto these blessed Men Was so Transcendent how will th' enjoyment be Oh ravish us with desires that we may see Where Christ is gone before 't was the Martyrs Joy Amid their tortures valued as a toy Though their limbs were broken and mangled Yet they were sure their hairs were numbred If Peters shadow had that healing power To cure the sick which applied to him each hour How powerful is that shining glory then Which doth such wonders for the Sons of Men. Let no one doubt nor be at any strife If once his name be in the book of life Though his earthly Tabernacle be laid down Yet he shall have an everlasting Crown Of endless glory beyond expression far And shine in Heaven like a glorious Star Who is it would not slight and disregard The vanities of this life for such reward And welcome poverty with all its chains And triumph in the assurance of such gains As that nobly divine transcendent love That is prepared in the Heavens above Where there 's assurance for to live for ever And sweetly rest in the bosom of the father Thou didst create us Lord for to serve thee But by our frailties we 'r become to be For ever lost But thou of thy great love Didst restore us to true joyes above Oh fill us with meditations of thy praise Which may elevate our spirits all our days That we may walk in some measure divine That by a holy practice we may shine As Stars in the lower orb and express that light We have by faith received by thy might And power divine Oh let our hearts be ever Filled with praises and be silent never And still express our thanks and not have done Until we shine in brightness like the Sun And from a holy walking never sever But shine as Stars for ever and for ever Matthew 2.10 And when they saw the Star they Rejoyced with exceeding great Joy I 'm still surpriz'd with wonder at the love Of our offended God that from above Should shew his Star to wise men of the Fast Which welcom'd such an object did not rest But gave it reverence with an holy fear They well knowing the motions of the sphear That blessed object that unwanted Star Which they did with much joy behold from far And there was kindled in them a desire To post unto Jerusalem to enquire Where 's he that is born King we 've seen his Star To worship him with joy are come from far Herod seem'd troubled at such sudden news And all the congregation of the Jews On went these Men the Star being still their guide It rested where the blessed Babe was laid There they rejoyce no frights did them annoy Seeing the Star they had exceeding joy Rouse then my soul in a holy contemplation Of this bright Star whose radiant beams and motion Did quickly spread it self Judea over It s powerful influence did soon discover Divine effects that it did fully tend To be a tipe of mercy to the end To save lost Man oh beauteous Star of light The effects whereof will keep us from that night Of utter darkness in which we all lay hid And by it's mercy shall be glorifi'd Had the ancients known this Star't would raise their sence And enrich their genius with due reverence This sparkling splendor did surely outshine The knowledge of that age it was divine T' was such a lustre That it did adorn The orb beyond the glory of the morn That powerful luminary that directeth time That blessed morning Star shin'd more divine And prov'd a happy guide them safe to bring With holy offerings unto Christ their King And in a joynt harmony with one voice They having seen the Star did much rejoyce See how these pagans footed it what pain They took in travel for that happy gain And blest fruition of that gâ—orious fight Though poor is full of Majesty and might They nimbly walk from the remotest parts In pure devotion and with chearful hearts When some that boldly do profess thy name Will scarce come forth their chamber O! the shame Of such besotted souls as will not rise And prostrate themselves before the eyes Of their offended God though ne're so cheap But snug and snore in sin and fondly heap Crime upon crime not from their vices part Though th' offering small an humble penitent heart But these wise Travellers did freely bring Gold Frankenscence and Myrrhe to Christ the King And made an Inn a Temple there to pay Their tribute O the miserable delay Of pure devotion 'T is their greater shame That stript him of the glory of his name It should exalt all hearts for to rejoyce With adoration and a thankful voice They 'd but one single Star to be their guide But we have many that with active pride Do darken religion and have it in derision Such quaking Comets making an apparition And fiery aspect that will fright away Rather than lead will cause us go astray Into their sottish errors to prevent Le ts keep close to the holy government Which Christ and his Apostles left behind To rectifie the errors of mankind Which if we practice and study aright We need not fear Sathan with all his might Pretended illuminations in religion Eclipseth real light with foul derision And such a nasty Mist doth often gather That in stead of clearing Eyes do blind them rather 'T was a true light by which the wisemen steer'd Which brought them in such triumph that it cheer'd Their hearts with joy that they did see the day Which some do study to forget and lay A load of obliquy on such pretence Not allowing it a day of reverence But let them wallow in their haughty pride It prov'd a blessed day and happy guide To unwearied Travellers but for such as they That sottishly and wildly run a stray And have no Star to guide them but let them wander And fall in their own pitts that thus do slander Thou that hast stockt the world with so much light And enricht it with so many Stars so bright To serve us Mortals 'T was fit thou shouldst take One to thy self thy herald for to make And cause the brightness of that Star surpass All other Stars that now
cannot stay They have no business that doth tend that way Such cunning slights they often do relate Let them have care they meet not with such fate And then their cruelty may be required And their harsh dealings in which they delighted He 's the divine Hermit that can gainsay His carnal motions and nobly obey His virtue which will quickly mount him high If he pursue the arts of Charity And not so slight the poor suffering Man But add unto his comfort all he can And make him musick with his Christian love Which will intitle him to the joyes above These are such graces in which God delight It Will have good acceptance in his sight If I am in a Cave Lord let me be Refreshed and comforted alone in thee Thy mercies doth refresh me every morn Though by my friends I have been held in scorn Thou hast given support to me from hands unknown And many mercies unto me have shown Give me a thankful heart in my distress That I may follow thee in the wilderness Oh let me worship with a reverence due To thy great love whose voice did thrice subdue Thy murtherers oh teach me to submit My self to what thy wisedom shall think fit Teach me all humility to make A prison comfortable and therein take My whole delight in thee and of thy ways And sing forth Halelujahs to thy praise With Paul and Siloas let me sweetly sing The praise and glory of my God and King O let not griefs confound me in this loss But bear with patience this so heavy Cross Which would sink frail flesh and blood did not thy hand Support my weak and feeble soul to stand First to my confidence alone in thee Which hath appeared a Loving God to me Which truly is my hope and help to save Which did relieve the Prophet in a cave Wherein he lodged and did take quiet rest And was in thy preserving power blest That I may do so Lord grant me thy spirit To give due praises then I shall inherit Eternal mansions thou my soul wilt save And raise me from a Prison or a Cave Into eternal bliss the highest sphear ' Mongst Saints and Angels to be lodged there Genesis 28.12 And he dreamed a Dream and behold a Ladder set upon the Earth and the top of it reached unto Heaven and behold the Angels descending and ascending on it DId Isaac call surely he did no less And with a holy zeal his Son to bless And give him charge how to demean his life Forbidding Canan's Daughters for a Wife He bids him rise and go unto none other But unto Laban his own Mothers Brother At Padan-aram withour any stay And God Almighty bless thee in the way And multiply thy seed that thou mayst be A mighty Nation next posterity May inherit the blessed promise in good deed Which was made unto Abraham and his seed Jacob obeys and travels all the day Until the Sun declin'd he made no stay Then laid he down his weary bones to rest Stones were his pillow where his sleep was blest He dreamt and behold a ladder there was set Where Angels did descend ascend on it No sooner had good Jacob's soul tak'n rest His contented humility was blest With an heavenly vision which salutes his sence That blest obedience that brought him thence Was ravisht with an object that did prove A blessed guide unto the Heavens above Where these blest spirits so enricht his sence With a sweet and harmonious influence These divine Travellers not contending But orderly ascending and descending Oh happy solitude that thus doth meet A heavenly company so rich and sweet A blessed interview that did requite The hardness of his lodging with delight In such an object did his soul take rest And with such dreams was his stir'd fancy blest That the Lord of all the Earth should not dispence To make good his fore promis'd providence By Angels which did gradually ascend Up to that Heaven which never shall have end When I behold the posture of this sleeper Whom Angels had the charge of as his keeper And his hard lodging which gave him delight He had eternal glory in his sight I cannot choose but wonder in derision At them that lasily expect a vision Upon their beds of down when most at leisure Expecting apparitions in their pleasure Their spirits would grow sick of some disease If visions should disturb or move their ease They quickly would catch cold and loath to say At midnight I 'le arise my vows to pay 'T was holy Davids zeal he did not slumber Being fully awak'd his sins did cumber His new refined soul Took much delight In humility to prostitute in the sight Of his offended God did oft confess How much he sinned ' gainst his holiness With many a sorrowful plaint and piercing fears He often washt his couch in penitent Tears God drops not miraclesin the wantons lap Nor communicate grace by chance or hap But confers his rich glories chiefly to those That study virtue and are vices foes And are cast down in trembling sorrows deep Are comforted with visions in their sleep John must be an exile and brought low to pine Before he be enabled a divine And confer with Angels in a holy trance Before his humane learning can advance And make him a fit Harbinger for Heaven Such gifts are not attain'd but divinely given By the wise disposer of all events Which turneth sufferings to their hearts contents This Holy Mans obedience made him leave All carnal thoughtsbehind him least it bewreave Him of the blest fruition of that bliss Prepared for him in true happiness His prayers and meditations only keep Him company it caused an happy sleep So pleasant that he for ever disclaim'd All converse with the world and it disdain'd All secular interests he did entertain More noble thoughts which prov'd his richer gain And made him an happy instrument of glory As 't is recorded in the sacred story Jacob had only a rich Canopie The azure spangled Curtains of the skie His lights the lamps of Heaven O safe and blest Where Angels did protect and guard his rest Ever in motion with their care defending In a holy zeal ascending and descending Oh how securely doth he ever rest That leans on providence and is not prest With worldly cares but joyfully doth make Providence his guard and therein chiefly take His sole felicity he cannot miscarry If divine thoughts become his sanctuary Nor need he fear disturbance in his sleep Where God and Angels do him safely keep Yea his very dreams will chear his soul with joy No dangers nor assaults can him annoy Good Jacob having no sooner clos'd his eyes But by an inspir'd fancy he espies These holy Porters with endeared love Inviting him unto the Heavens above Presenting him a ladder whereby he sees There is no leaping there but by degrees VVe must carefully climb Heaven that Throne is high By gradual steps of faith and charity Every virtue