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Youths divine pastime containing forty remarkable scripture histories turned into common English verse : with forty curious pictures proper to each story : very delightful for the virtuous imploying the vacant hours of young persons, and preventing vain and vicious divertisements : together with several scripture hymns upon divers occasions.
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R. B., 1632?-1725?
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Wing C7363; ESTC R36058
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be free Where nothing's heard but yells And groans and woful cries And where the Fire ne're abates The Worm there never dies That Worm which ever gnaws And tears their Bowels out The Pit upon them shuts its Jaws It 's terrible no doubt But where this Hell is plac'd My Muse must needs stop there Lord shew us what its horror is But never shew us where Scripture Hymns and Songs upon several Occasions turn'd into Common English Verse With some others The Song of Moses when Pharaoh and his Host were Drowned in the Red Sea Exodus 15. Then sang Moses and the Children of Israel this Song unto the Lord and spake saying I To the Lord will sing for he Triumpht in Glory so The Horse he and his Rider down Into the Sea did throw The Lord 's my Strength and Song and he Is my Salvation My God he is I 'll him prepare An Habitation My Fathers God he is also I will exalt his Fame The Lord he is a Man of War Jehovah is his Name He Pharaoh's Chariots and his Host Into the Sea hath cast And his choice Captains Drowned were At i th' Red Sea they past The depths them hid to th' bottom they Sunk down even as a Stone Jehovah thy Right Hand in power Most glorious is alone Lord thy Right Hand in pieces dasht Those that against thee rose And in thine Excellency Great Thou hast o'rethrown thy Foes Thou didst send forth thy wrath which as The stubble did them waste Together gathered were the waves Even with thy Nostrils blast The Floods stood upright as an heap The depths in mid-sea rose The Foe said I 'll pursue I 'll catch I will the spoil dispose My Lust on them shall filled be My Sword draw out will I My Hand shall them again possess Or spoil them utterly Thou with the wind didst on them blow The Sea them covered They in the mighty waters sunk As if they had been Lead Lord who 's like thee among the Gods Who 's like thee glorious In holiness fearful in praise In doings marvellous When thou didst forth thy Right Hand stretch The Earth them swallowed The people whom thou hast Redeem'd Thou hast in Mercy led Thou by thy strength shalt guide them to That Holy Seat of thine The Folk shall hear and fear and grieve Shall they of Palestine Then Edom's Dukes shall be amaz'd And Moab's mighty men Trembling shall seize away shall melt All Canaan's dwellers then Fear upon them and dread shall fall By thy Hands mightiness They shall lye still as doth a Stone Until the People pass Until thy People Lord shall pass Which thou hast purchased Till thou hast them brought in and in Thy Mount established The Mount of thine Inheritance O Lord the place wherein Thou hast prepar'd thy Sanctuary For thee to dwell therein Lord which thy Hands established Jehovah he shall Reign For evermore through Ages all For ever Sovereign For Pharaoh's Horse and Chariots And Horsemen down they went Into the Sea Jehovah then The Sea upon them sent The waters of the Sea on them He turned back in haste But on dry Land i' th' midst o' th' Sea The Sons of Israel past And Miriam answered them Sing to the Lord for he excels In glorious renown He hath the Horse and Rider both Into the Sea cast down Samson 's Triumph over the Philistines when he had slain a thousand with the Jaw-bone of an Ass SAmson rejoice be fill'd with mirth Let all Judea know And tell the Princes of the Earth How strong an Arm hast thou How has thy dead inricht the Land And purpl'd o're the Grais Thou hadst no weapon in thy Hand But th' Jaw-bone of an Ass How does thy strength and high renown The glory of men surpass Thine Arm hath struck a thousand down With th' Jaw-bone of an Ass Let Samson's glorious name endure Till time shall bring forth One Whose greater glory shall obscure The glory thou hast won David 's Lamentation over Saul and Jonathan And David lamented with this Lamentation over Saul and over Jonathan his Son 2 Sam. 1.19 THE Beauty of Israel is slain Upon the places high How are the Mighty fallen down In Gath this never cry Nor tell 't in Streets of Askelon Lest Philistines rejoice Lest Daughters of th' uncircumcis'd Make a triumphant noise Ye Mountains high of Gilboa Let there be never Dew Let neither Rain nor Fields again Of Offering be on you For there the mighty One his Shield Receiv'd disgraceful foil The Shield of Saul as he had not Anointed been with Oyl The Bow of Jonathan turned not Back from the Blood o' th' slain From fat o' th' Mighty and Saul's Sword Returned not in vain Lovely and pleasant in their Lives Were Saul and Jonathan And in their death and latest breath Was no division They swifter were than Eagles far They Lions did excel In strength O weep ye over Saul Daughters of Israel Who did in Scarlet you array With deckings manifold Who did on your Apparel lay Rich Ornaments of Gold O thou my Brother Jonathan I am distrest for thee A pleasant kind Companion Thou hast been unto me Thy love to me was wonderful Past that of Women far How are the Mighty fall'n and how Are lost the Men of War The Prayer of Jonah to the Lord his God out of the Whales Belly Jonah 2. I to the Lord in my distress Did cry and he gave ear Out of Hells Belly cryed I And he my voice did hear Into the deep i' th' midst o' th' Sea O Lord thou didst me cast The Floods me compast all thy Waves And Billows o're me past Then did I say I utterly Cast from thy sight remain Yet to thy Holy Temple I Will once more look again The waters even to the Soul Did me incompass round The depths me round inclos'd the weeds About my head were bound To th' Mountains bottoms I went down Earths Bars did me beset Yet Lord my God thou broughtest my life Up from corruptions Pit When as my Soul did faint in me The Lord remembred I Even then my Pray'r came unto thee Into thy Sanctuary They their own mercies leave that do Mind Lying Vanities But with the voice of giving thanks To thee I 'll Sacrifice The thing the which I vowed have To pay I will accord Because alone Salvation Proceedeth from the Lord. Conclusion O Holy Holy Holy Lord Th' Almighty God alone Which was and is and is to come Who sittest on the Throne Thou Glory Honour and great Pow'r Lord worthy art to take For thou mad'st all they are and were Made for thy pleasures sake A Poem upon Death and Judgment THE Day of wrath that dreadful day Shall the whole World in Ashes lay As both the Psalms and Sybils say What horror will distract your mind When the strict Judge who should be kind Shall have few venial faults to find The last loud Trumpets wondrous sound Shall through the cleaving Graves rebound And wake the Nations under-ground Nature and Death shall with surprise Behold the Conscious wretches rise And view the Judge with frighted Eyes Then shall with Universal dread The Sacred Mystick Roll be read To try the Living and the Dead The Judge ascends his awful Throne But when he makes all secrets known How will a guilty Face be shown What Intercessor shall I take To save my last important stake When the most Just hath cause to quake Thou mighty formidable King Mercy and Truths Eternal Spring Some charitable pity bring In Storms of guilty Terrors lost Forget not what my Ransom cost Nor let my dear bought Soul be lost Thou who for me hast felt such pain Whose precious Blood the Cross did stain Let not thy Death and Birth be vain Thou whom avenging Powers obey Remit my Debt too vast to pay Before the last accounting day Surrounded with amazing Fears Whose load my Soul with anguish bears I sigh I weep accept my Tears Thou who wast mov'd with Maries Grief And by absolving of a Thief Hast given me Hope Oh! give Relief Reject not my unworthy Prayers But free me from those dreadful Snares That hungry gaping Hell prepares Oh! let thy Bloud my Crimes Efface And fix me with those Heirs of Grace That thou dost on thy Right Hand place From that Portentous vast Abyss Where Flames devour and Serpents Hiss Call me to thy Eternal Bliss Prostrate my contrite Heart I rend My God my Father and my Friend Do not forsake me in my end Well may they Curse their second Breath Who rise to a severer Death Thou Great Creator of Mankind Let sinful Souls compassion find Could we divide a Moment to the Eye We should see Life the Moment that we die And Faith does fully that defect supply For though my Body Dies it is not I. FINIS
They now shall feel his cruelty At length he doth them overtake As they incamped by the Sea Which filled all their Hearts with dread They see there 's now no Room to flee They made unto the Lord their Prayer But seeing Pharaoh was so nigh Their Faith was mixed with despair They all cry out we die we die But Moses bid them not to fear Stand still saith he and you shall see Salvation God will now appear And your Deliverer will be Moses his Hand stretcht out The Sea With open Arms doth them embrace Let Israel still their God obey And they 'l be safe in any place Pharaoh pursues comes near when lo An Angel doth his speed abate Takes off his Wheels stops his Career A Cloud doth him infatuate He fears and sees God doth oppose Him in his bloody enterprize Yet still is hardned on he goes Revenge and Malice blind his Eyes Into the Sea they headlong march Over it Moses shakes his Rod. They all are drowned in their Pride According to the Word of God XII Upon the Brazen Serpent Numb 21. GOD's Israel ' gainst him rebel In Edom's Wilderness They Manna slight as Bread too light Which brings them great distress God Fiery Serpents on them sent Their murmurings to allay Which with their biting and their stings Did very many slay This to Repentance brought them and They supplicate their God He would remove this grievous Plague And take away this Rod. Yea Moses too with Prayers doth wooe The Lord for Israel When they repent God soon provides The means to make them well Moses was bid by God of Brass He should a Serpent make That those among them who were stung Of Healing might partake This Serpent then as on a Cross Was lifted up on high And those who saw it were preserv'd Though stung they did not die This Serpent Lord doth represent Thy well-beloved Son Who when Mankind were stung with Sin And utterly undone Thou didst advance him on the Cross That all who do believe And yield Obedience unto him Assistance might receive Let us not therefore shut our Eyes But look to him for aid In all our wants and miseries And never be afraid XIII Vpon Balaam and his Ass Numb 22. BAlak much fearing Israel To Balaam sends that he Would come and curse Gods Heritage Thereby his Land to free Balaam was ready but forbid By God so great a crime And therefore stays till Balak sent Again a second time Then Balaam would no more refuse But does with him comply And thereby is at length involv'd In Balak's destiny He takes his Servants and his Ass And so away doth go Forgetting what God to him said Balak will have it so An angry Angel with his Sword Appears him to withstand The Ass him sees and Balaam saves By flying from his Hand He beats his Ass into the way The Angel then doth stand In such a place that Balaam now His Ass could not command But beat him whereupon the Ass His Master doth reprove For being cruel to him when To keep him safe he strove And now this seems a very strange And an unequal strife Balaam resolves to kill his Ass Because he saves his life Thus God by Brutes sometimes is pleas'd Mens follies to correct When they refuse Obedience And his Commands reject XIV Vpon the Fall of the Walls of Jericho Joshua 6. WHen Israel over Jordan got To Jericho they quickly went Because it was part of their Lot By the Great God's Commandement They blockt it up on every side None could get out nor none go in Thus God began to check the Pride O' th' Canaanites who liv'd in sin Arms never heard of us'd must be By Israel to gain the Town They must sound Rams-horns till they see The Walls of Jericho fall down Six days the Ark must compass it And Armed Men about it go But must not speak a word as yet Nor with a Weapon strike a blow The seventh day they seven times go With sound of trumpet round the town Which done they gave a shout and lo The Walls of Jericho fall down Thus did the Lord let Israel see He needed not their Sword nor Bow By strange and most unlikely means He can destroy his strongest Foe Yea he to them a promise makes Would they his Laws hearken unto The rest of Canaan for their sakes Should soon become like Jericho By this we see what Faith can do By Faith they did Besiege the Town By Faith they oft surrounded it By Faith its mighty Walls fell down Thus they that put their confidence And trust alone in God the Lord Shall find that he deliverance Will always unto them afford XV. Vpon Samson and Dalilah Judges 16. MUst Samson have a Dalilah Will he that Harlot love She 'll make him bitterly repent A Dalilah she 'll prove To her bewitching Beauty and Her charming Tongue was he So much a Slave whate're she askt He nothing could deny Who being hired by his Foes To know where lay his strength She tries her several Arts and so Prevails on him at length She makes him sleep upon her Lap And then she cuts his Locks And calling in the Philistines They seize on him with mocks Thus valiant Samson was betray'd And given as a prey Unto his Foes whom lockt in Chains They in a Dungeon lay And now when he designs to act As he had done before 'T is but in vain his strength is gone He can do so no more Is this the Man the Champion who The Lion tore in sunder Is this the Mighty Conqueror Whose Arm destroy'd like Thunder Is this the Man who only with The Jaw-bone of an Ass Destroy'd a thousand Philistines Yet now a Slave Alas Lord watch Lord keep Lord save us all Be with us night and day When tempted we are apt to fall And often go astray XVI Vpon Samsons pulling the House on the Philistines Judges 16. NOW Samson thou hast lost thy Locks Next labour to secure thine Eyes They 'll pluck them out and then with scorn Over thee they will Tyrannize Thou once their plague art now their sport See what thy crimes have brought thee to On thy Religion they reflect And cry God Dagon wrought thy woe In Brazen Shackles thou dost lye And forced art to grind their Mill. Ah! to what misery art thou brought By yielding to an Harlots will Yet O Philistines have a care His Locks begin to grow again And with them that great strength whereby So many thousands he hath slain But over-joyed that take no thought Of that It is a Feasting day They have him fast and now resolve That he to them shall sport and play Samson is brought all sorts repair To see Blind Samson in the Hall Who sometimes stumbles sometimes falls And seeks about to find the Wall Between the Pillars they him place Where he is scoft at and abus'd It fill'd his Heart with grief and rage To find himself so basely us'd He prays to God