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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A54441	A sea of the seed's sufferings through which runs a river of rich rejoycing ... written in the year 1659 in Rome-prison of mad-men, by the extream suffering servant of the Lord, John.	J. P. (John Perrot), d. 1671?	1661 (1661)	Wing P1629; ESTC R38201	25,427	48

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

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