affords 127. In and with Thee He hath giv'n The everlasting Land Whereof we be The heirs with Thee In whom our lots do stand 128. In Thee from all our flesh We circumcised were The Blessed seed thou art indeed Whence we be blessed here 129. Thou art the high Father And we thy Children be We are the Kings and the off-spring Proceeded out of Thee 130. Thou art the Isaac The heir of promise who Our laughter art Thou mak'st our heart Rejoyce after our woe 131. Thou art the Israel The Prince with God and Man By both assail'd thou hast prevaild With both the field thou wan 132. Thou the true Joseph art First by thy Brethren sold To sufferings by their great envy Exposed manifold 133. But from those great suffrings Thou wert exalted high To have the store to Thee therefore All had resort to buy 134. Thou the meek Moses art Drawn out of waters great Whom also thy People thrust by And badly did intreat 135. Thou unto us wast sent A Prophet Priest and King From dreadful thrall us out to call And hither us to bring 136. Thou shewd'st thy mighty signs On Pharaoh and his Land The Dragon fell to us cruel And who with him did stand 137. Thou brought'st us forth from thall And lead'st us through the Sea Of troubles great which though they beat Thou mad'st a wall to be 138. A means of safety from The Dragon who pursu'd Thou didst us save where they their grave Did make by thee subdu'd 139. Thou ledst us through the wide And howling wilderness Thou us stoodst by led'st us safely Through fears and great distress 140. Yea there thou all things wert To us that they injoy'd The Paschal Lamb Through thee we came From the world undestroy'd 141. Even through thee crucify'd Besprinkled with thy Blood Through faith we eat thy flesh as meat And in all slaughters stood 142. Thou our Lawgiver wert A Law of Life and grace Thou gav'st from on the Mount Sion Thy high and holy place 143. Which in our fleshly hearts Thou too imprintedst so That we clave fast unto the last And would not from thee go 144. Thou that great Prophet art By whom the Father did Those things reveal which under Seal Lay in his bosome hid 145. Thou wast our Ark of strength Gods presence in thee was By Thee we were safe in each fear And safely on did pass 146. Thou wast that Tabernacle Where God with us did dwell He would in Thee worshipped be And there his mind did tell 147. Thou wast the Sacrifice Our sins to take away Us to atone and make at one With thy Father for ay 148. Yea Altar and Incence And Mercy-Seat thou wert Laver and Priest Shoulder and Breast Thy holy Priesthoods part 194 The Light and Candlestick The Table and Shew-bread Thou to us wert though Thou impart Thy glory as our head 150. Thou wert our Manna while In Wilderness we were Dayly did we pertake of Thee Till we arrived here 151. And oft we guilty were Of slighting Thee through lust Which made us crave such things to have As were for us unjust 152. Through which sometimes we did Gods wrath upon us bring So as to send the fiery Feind Our Souls to vex and sting 153. Against the which Thou wert Our Brazen Serpent sure While we betook ouâ— selves to look To Thee thou didst us cure 154. Thou art the Rock from which By Moses Rod when smore By curse of Law Thy blood to draw Fresh waters issu'd out 155. Even Heavenly Doctrine And Heavenly comforts sweet Where with in all that did befall We every where did meet 156. Nay all the Types were short Of thy perfections great Thou didst exceed and dost indeed All things that thee forth set 157. Moses did fail and dy Before the peoples rest But thou dost live and to us give The land that 's ever blest 158. For Thou our Joshuah art Who Finishedst our way Thou dry'dst the River Even Death for ever And here thou mak'st us stay 159. Thou our Great Captain art By thee and thy command Our battel 's fought and we are brought Into this pleasant Land 160. This glorious Land of Rest Where we all fulness have What ever thou didst promise now W'injoy and more can't crave 161. Thou' rt our Deliverer The Judge who didst us save By thy just Doom we here are come This glorious Rest to have 162. Where all in and with thee We have this endless day Therefore O King to Thee we sing Hallelu-jah alway 163. Thou the true David art Over all Israel set His Royal Throne Thou first upon Thy Kingdom 's very great 164. To which Thou art advanc'd From Sheol's dreadful hand From suffering by the great envy Of those that rul'd the Land 165. Thou art th' Anointed King That hast beat down our foe A City great and built compleat Thou hast us brought unto 166. Where thou the beauty art The Sun and glorious Light For here we thee enjoy and see Thy Majesty most bright 167. In Thee we God injoy And his Sons fully are With us he dwells our joy excels Our City is most rare 168. Its Gates are precious Pearls Its Streets are finest Gold All things are pure precious and sure And glorious to behold 169. For Gods own glory here For evermore doth shine And us to fill with pleasure still All things do here combine 170. O happy glorious state Who can it all declare Beyond all wishes beyond all blesses Our happinesses are 171. Thou art our Solomon In peace and glory raign'st Bâ— none disturb'd for thou hast curb'd All that rose thee against 172. And in this Kingdome we As Kings with thee do sit In Stately seat and glory great As thou hast thought it fit 173. That glorious Pomp and State Of Solomon of old Though it was found greatly beyond All that of him was told 174. Yet was but a short type Of this thy glory high In which thou raignst beset with Saints In glorious Majesty 175. In which ten thousand fold Ten thousand times nombred Thou dost regard us to reward For all we suffered 776. Our sufferings were but light And momentany but They 'r weighty Crowns endless renouns Which Thou hast on us put 177. Thy Wisdome too exceeds Wise Solomon's by far Thou all things know'st and clearly shew'st None may with Thee compare 178 That stately Temple which By Solomon was made Thou dost excel in whom doth dwell All fullness o' th' Godhead 179. All his perfections here Are gloriously displayd And we them see beyond what we Ever heard of them said 180. Yea Thou to us impart'st This glory too for we An holy place for Gods good Grace Are builded up by Thee 181. Thou the foundation art And precious Corner Stone Thou dost us bear and cause t' adhere To God and every one 182. Through Thee God also dwells With his perfections pure In us always to his great praise For ever to endure 183. And that
what thou wilt or right or wrong What Lord should thee controul what hast a nose And is' t not made to smell the sweetest Rose The bravely sented posies sweet perfumes Which may disperse such vapours as consumes Thy vital spirits or that do bind them so That they are not at liberty to go After those objects which may please the sight And ravish all thy senses with delight Which nature doth present thee with what hast Thou Nerves and Sinews Flesh and Blood to waste In melancholly dumps religious frames In dwelling upon words adoring names Were they not made to touch and taste and feel The pleasures of the Flesh ar't made of Steel Or Stone that thou should'st not affected be With what Dame Nature doth present to thee That patiently thou up thy self should'st yield To bear those burthens which thou well might'st wield Thy self from under as if thou wert made To be an Ass or like some Hackney Jade Listen to that fine spritely Lass and hear Her court-like language boldly do not fear Harlot Well met sweet Sir I 'm glad to see your face I love you at my heart come let 's embrace Let 's joyn our lips fear not I 'm all-ore sweet Nothing but pleasures dwell from head to feet I have peace-off'rings with me I a feast Have ready made for thee where 's not the least Thing wanting that may give thy heart delight Come let me have thy company to night I have prepar'd my bed with Tapestry And with fine Linnen there let 's softly lie And take our fill of Love perfum'd it is With Myrrhe and Cinnamon and Aloes Come then let 's take our fill of Love and Pleasure There 's none to interrupt we may have leisure The good man 's gone from home nor will he yet Return again we time enough may get To satisfie our selves with all delights Which Love afford us may these days and nights Chr. Take heed dear Soul to my good counsels Let That Harlots speeches no advantage get Upon thy heart give me thine eyes and heart Let not my words out of thy mind depart For Harlots are deep ditches narrow pits He scarce gets out again that in them gets Her lips drop like the Honey-comb her mouth Is smoother then the Oyl but yet in truth Her latter end more bitter is then gall Unhappy Man who into her doth fall His after-misery no tongue can tell For why Her guests are in the Depths of Hell Look off from her to me far better I Thy hearts desires and wants can satisfie If thou lovest beauty beauty dwels in me I 'm fairer then mans children Look and see I 'm white and Ruddy God and Man in one With me to be compared there is none If pleasures thee delight with me is pleasure My ways are all delightful above measure For I those that imbrace me do possess With rich assurance of eternal bless The pleasures of this World in endless pain Do end my pleasures evermore remain They do give Life in Death and ever dwell With mine when rais'd again when those in Hell Shall ever more lie down who me despise To everlasting torments they shall rise Let neither riches honours pleasures or What ere this World can give inchant thee for With better riches honours pleasures I Will satifie thee to Eternity F.W.D. Poor Man what can'st thou hope for after death When nature spent with sorrows shall thy breath Yield up into the gentle air to vanish And thy dead corps the living men shall banish From their society to lie and rot Within its grave till it be quite forgot Think'st thou it possible that after it Unto the Earth or Sea men shall commit And there it is consum'd to slime or mold Or eat of Worms or Fishes rise it should Or that thy vanish't breath and rotted flesh Can life resume again and live a fresh Either in joys or pains Let Reason rule Let not fond faith worse then the Horse or Mule Thee make by giving credit to such things As from deluded fancy only springs For they enjoy those pleasures and contents Which bounteous nature unto them presents Shall man alone who capable was made The World more to enjoy be so betray'd Into a fancy by too light belief With his own senses so to play the theif As them to rob of all those pleasures rare Whereof above all other things they are Most apprehensive Oh no! stop thine ear Against those sounds that thou so oft do'st hear From that same Spirit which oft is Wisdom stil'd Of such as by her sayings are beguil'd Come give thy self the reins and do not fear Come come we say and taste the dainty chear The World presents thee Waters stoln are sweet Pleasures they have who Bread in secret eat Who satisfie their senses to the full And please their appetites untill they lull Their minds a sleep from those fanatick fears Which make men spend in grief their youthful years This World 's the Paradise where grow all fruits Fit for delight and thy desires best suits Come pluck and take and eat of them thy fill None other after these succeed there will Christ. Thus oh my Dear thy subtle enemies Suggest unto Thee setting forth their lies With fair pretences both of love and reason But trust them not their words are full of Treason These are the same that thee at first deâ—eved Oh let them not be any more deceived Unto thy misery they Thee betray'd And like to Beasts which perish they thee made So that unless I had thee ransomed Thou in their snares hadst wholly perished Minist Their voice and language doth of him proceed Of whom in the beginning thou do'st read The subtle Serpent who of old allur'd Mankind unto his snares and so procur'd His utter ruine drew him into sin By which a flood of miseries came in By him was hatch't and begot in mans mind A spawn or seed like to himself in kind Whose Head 's the carnal mind its Heart is lust These with the old Serpent combin'd do thrust Men into mischief and while these to guide Him do presume they lead him quite aside For they are void of truth a hellish light Possesses them like unto that i th' night Which William with a wisp some men do call An ignis fatuâ—s which leads to fall Into some dangerous downfal ditch or pit Those who as their sure guide do follow it Such errour is or Fleshly Wisdom which Stept up in place of truth both poor and rich Misleading to their ruine because blind It is and knows nought of Gods holy mind And yet conceits it self the only wise And that it sees aright with open eyes And knows what 's good what 's evil and can tell A man the way how he may prosper well Especially if it improved be And somewhat more then ordinarily Inlarg'd with learned Sciences and Arts Which when they added be to nat'ral parts Do much adorn a man and make him shine And lift
worshippers from death Either of body or of soul though they Did do their service to them every day Dead fouls with dead things suit the living God Who quickens what is dead and with his rod Corrects the Nations living things likes best Even living groans of an inspired brest The World such living service can't perform It hates the pow'r and only likes a Form Of Godliness which they may leave or take Use or lay by as for their turn 't doth make Mistake me not herein as if I thought Or else intended to judge all pray'rs naught That are taught by a Book or as if none Might pray acceptably who pray thereon It is the Worlds bad guise I here reprove Who serve God with pretences their sins love Which many too may do that pray without A Book and so too many do no doubt Delight themselves in their own gifts and parts While yet their lusts they love with all their hearts Witness the pride or avarice of some Who yet as Saints into God's presence come I know a Book that service may hold forth Which God requires and shews to be of worth And so each sacred Bible doth declare What worship God requires of praise and pray'r Or other ways of service but no ground Of any such distinction so is found As if some Bibles did not shew the way How we should serve God and unto him pray I do suppose it was some other thing That you did signifie in your saying Likely those Form's of Pray'r you meant thereby That are injoyned by Authority If so pray know that I the words of them Do not except against much less condemn The Prayers are pithy Orthodox and good More gen'rally if rightly understood And such as whereto I Amen can say Heartily when with them I hear men pray And so may others too I think although Some few things there among scruple I do Unto the pure all things are pure and good But that must warily be understood For what I am not satisfied in I cannot say I am without my sin Nor would I thereby stain my Conscience Or unto others give cause of offence But why you Sir those Prayers the Service call I can't well tell nor much inquire it shall I call them not my Service they that do May lay them on the Altar I think so They might be off'red up although they there Should lye untouch't or unread all the year As a sum of the Churches pray'rs and praise And so less grief to some men they would raise And they the same are and as pithy too Though never read as when men read them do Though I the reading of them too allow To such as please if any would them know Or in those words would their desires express I can mine sometimes too with readiness Though I profess I ne'r could find it yet In any passage of the holy writ That God requires or holy men did use To read their pray'rs to God but pray excuse That passage in me I leave others free Let others leave me so and we agree Sententious Verses of an unknown Author COnfession is to cure our sin A very present Medicine Thy Saviour on his Cross did choose To save thy life his own to loose Our Saviour cry'd Repent Repent As John who fore our Saviour went Blessed be the Name of Jesus Who tormented was to ease us The grace of Jesus is to me The only true felicity Christ's Cross my Crown I do esteem What ever earthy men do deem My hope in Christ is fixed sure Who wounded was my wounds to cure My hope shall never be confounded Because my hope on Christ is grounded My soul cleave fast to Christ above For nought on earth deserves thy love Fear not my soul be not dismaid For Jesus Christ thy debts hath paid The Death of Christ is life to thee If thou a Christian truly be Faith is not faith unless it be A faith that works by charity Christ is by marriage knit to thee If thou to him by Sanctity Admire my soul the mystery Of Jesus Christ's nativity Christ was conceiv'd i' th' Virgins womb That thou might'st a Son of God become Christ unto thee if thou be his Both light and food and Medicine is If thou polluted art with sin The fountain's open enter in He that doth eat and drink by â—aith Christ's flesh and blood salvation hath Be wise do not too far inquire For what thou rather shouldst admire Christ is ascended up on high And we must up as Eagles flie God sealeth by his holy Spirit As many as shall life inherit Great is the Churches dignity That chosen is Christ's spouse to be In Christ we are of God elect What 's out of Christ God doth reject Our prayers do pierce the starry sky And fetch down blessings from on high The Angels of the Lord protect All those that are the Lord 's elect The Devils treacheries who knows A thousand ways he seeks our woes He 's only wise who God doth know And doth by life his knowledge show To live it is not but to dye To live in sin securely Christ's life must be a Rule to thee If Christ's Disciple thou wilt be Thou from thy self must first depart Before thou can'st in Christ have part Thy soul can nothing satiate But God who did the same create Labour to have thy conscience pure When all things fail that will endure What is a bubble such is man Whose life in length is but a span The man that Covets is but poor Although he riches have great store The sign by which the Saints we know It is by love their faith to show The soul that chaste is is Christ's Spouse His bed of rest his lodging house The life of man's a rolling stone Mov'd to and fro and quickly gone Love not the World the World is vain But love the things that will remain The Palme-tree grows the more prest down And crosses prove the Churches crown Take up thy cross and it endure Then of a crown thou shalt be sure Let not tentations cast thee down For perseverance will thee crown Think every day to be thy last And when that 's come thy life is past Grieve not when Christian friends do dye They gain by Death eternity Remember that Christ Jesus shall Thoughts words and deeds to judgment call All earthly things tread under thee And let thy thoughts in Heaven be The Saints are Pilgrims here below And towards Heaven their country go If thou beest here a child of grace ' Mongst Angels thou shalt have a place If into Hell thou would'st not fall Think dayly on 't and mind God's call The pains of Hell do far extend Beyond all time World without end Doth Adam dye Christ in thee live Christ shall eternal life thee give Upon the carelesness and covetousness of some that regard not to Read much-less are willing to buy good and useful Books and the wickedness of others that traduce them
want That thou did'st grant To Adam heretofore Yea he far less Then did possess Then we now evermore LI. We have a Rest A day that 's blest A Sabboath day to be With thee we 'r blest Thou art our Rest And change we ne'r shall see LII Hallelujah Oh blessed day Who can thy glory speak This Sabboath we Perpetually Keep and it never break LIII Therein we sing To thee our King Thy glory we behold Our work is this Thy Name to bliss Thy praises to unfold LIV. A Paradise Wherein there lies All pleasures sweet and great With liberty Perpetually Thereof to take and eat LV. An Heavenly Tree Of life have we Which doth us ever feed It doth us give Ever to live And nothing can we need LVI A River pure Of Waters sure Doth clear as Chrystal run We with it meet In every Street Our City needs no Sun LVII God is our light He shines most bright No Cloud doth him obscure All things we see Just as they be Our knowledge is most sure LVIII It s always full It s never dull Our comforts ever flow Our Suns bright beams Our Rivers streams No damp no ebb do know LIX All manner fruits Which with us suits And may give us delight Our Tree doth bear Throughout the year Most pleasant to our sight LX. All is most sweet With which we meet Here 's nothing sharp or sowre Pleasures we have We can't more crave They 're constant every hour LXI We need no Wives To make our lives More comfort us afford We never dye Nor company Need we at bed or board LXII No different sex Nothing to vex Nothing to tempt we know All perfect is All 's full of bliss Our tides are never low LXIII We do all reign And Lords remain Over all creatures We never shall From our heigths fall Our Kingdom ever dures LXIV We have no night Nor borrowed light No Moon or Candle here For it alway Is perfect day The Sun is not so clear LXV Oh blessed King From whom doth spring This state of happiness We 'll sing thy praise All our All-days Thy goodness we 'll confess LXVI When Adam fell What tongue could tell What was our misery In him we were He did us bear And in him we did dye LXVII Branches were we Of him the Tree The root wherefrom we grew A flood of woe Did us ore flow When his fall made us rue LXVIII Our root did rot Having forgot The hand that did it plant The branches must Then turn to dust For they their life did want LXIX In him we fell As low as Hell Death upon us did seise Woes in us bred Away quite fled All comfort joy and ease LXX Great was our fault At one assault And when ingaged thus God to reject And in effect To thrust away from us LXXI Great misery Therefore did lye Upon us by desert Of good bereft To be quite left To utmost grief and smart LXXII We were beguil'd Sin us defil'd And had so filthy made That God and we Could not agree Of him we were afraid LXXIII Mortallity Did by and by Seise on us oh what pain Did we procure For to endure Till dust we turn'd again LXXIV Yea God we lost Which was the most Sad loss could us befall His wrath also We fell into And into deadly thrall LXXV We lost that light Which gave us sight And ceast to understand And led by lust Became unjust Subject to sins command LXXVI The old Serpent A false light lent Which made us judge amiss And in vain things To seek the springs Of everlasting bliss LXXVII By those inslav'd We misbehav'd Our selves in every thing We acted evil We serv'd the Devil Took him for guide and King LXXVIII Lust was vice-King That was the spring Of actions light and grave Our subtlety That was the spy Which us false counsel gave LXXIX These did conspire To make us higher In our false fond conceit For Heaven the show'd False pleasures strow'd And therewith did us cheat LXXX Oh woful plight Oh ruful sight This was our fallen case In thraldom dwelt Seldom it felt But took it for solace LXXXI In darkness deep In dangers steep Perplexities and fears In depths of Hell Then did we dwell And spend our woful years LXXXII God was but just Us out to thrust From him we left him first And then a Hell Of woe befell Because of him accurst LXXXIII In which sad state Objects of hate And enemies to God Without his sight And destroy'd quite We ever had abode LXXXIV But that the Lord Though he abhor'd Then fellowship with us Yet pittiful In love did pull Us out and help us thus LXXXV The mighty Word Of this great Lord By whom he did us make Tha Wisdom high Our sins did spy But not with them partake LXXXVI A fountain pure He did endure In whom God took delight He was beloved And well approved For he did always right LXXXVII Angels some fell And down to Hell Were thrust ' cause they rebel'd God past them by And let them lye In chains of darkness held LXXXVIII But he by whom All good doth come Most holy did abide By him God now His love did show And mercy glorifi'd LXXXIX Him he decreed In this our need That saved we might be To be sent forth This one of worth Able to set us free XC The Womans seed Of David's breed To be He was ordained A man of grief To bring relief That we might be regain'd XCI Oh loving Lord Oh mighty word The source of all our bliss To be ador'd With one accord For evermore in this XCII This grand devise Ground of our rise Let men and Angels praise Angels admir'd And much desir'd This to behold always XCIII This we admire This with desire Now fully satisfi'd We look upon We make our song Its praise we cannot hide XCIV Here fully we Behold and see Gods admirable love And perfectly We here descry All his perfections move XCV In this we live This all doth give Which we injoy and have Can we forget To set forth it Which did us help and save XCVI This God fore-teld This all forth-held Both Law and Prophets too This all upheld This we beheld To raise us up from woe XCVII This with a blow Did overthrow The Devils Kingdom quite This did destroy What did annoy What kept us from the light XCVIII This to declare Let us not spare This is the mystery We now behold And can unfold With all its treasury XCIX With eye to this The God of bliss Ere since our dreadful fall Before it was Yet brought to pass In act did order all C. What mercies we Receiv'd we see Proceeded all here-fro We that have bliss They who did miss Beholden were hereto CI. Though justice them Who did contemn And slight it doth destroy To us that live Mercy doth give And Justice too all joy CII Mercy did all Respect i th' fall And help for them provide
slaughter and shame Did valiantly fustain 188. For every one of which Praises to God and thee The lamb by whom all that did come Well ordered was we see 189. Through thee it was for good That such things we did bear Yea sins also whence griefs did flow As they permitted were 190. By our unrighteousness And our offences sore Thy righteousness was more express And our ingagements more 191. Thou turnst them all to good Though from us they were ill And thou thy praise from thence didst raise By thy great power and skill 192. It was for good that Death Thou didst to us ordain Diseases pains and such remains As brought to dust again 193. For by the thoughts thereof And sights and feelings too Thou didst us wake more hast to make To scape from endless woe 194. They moved us the less The flesh and world to mind And unto thee the more to flee And seek thy Grace to find 195. They made us less to prize What did from thee allure Death did present their injoyment Falling and unsecure 196. They made us less to dread What men us scared by While Temporal we see them all And that no way but dy 197. Yea while we also see That common Death no less Torments had oft then what down brought Those that did Thee confess 198. Yea further Death and grave This good unto us brought They gave us rest from what opprest When all our work was wrought 199. We bless thee for them all For all together wrought For our great good even death and blood And more joy to us brought 200. While greater proofs we had Of thy great faithfulness How great each hour thy love and power To help our weaknesses 201. For as our tryals did Thereby abound and grow So thy supports and our comforts Did more upon us flow 202. Oh happy was that time Happy the means by which Perswaded we became by Thee To take a course so rich 203. Thy words to intertain And thy servants to be Sustain the loss and bear the cross And follow after Thee 204. Oh blessed be that grace That power and truth and love Which did us draw and keep in awe Notletting us remove 205. For herein also Thou Our mighty Captain stood Our Enemy foild his Armies spoild And filledst us with good 206. For though our flesh fell down And Death it overcame And Fire or Grave did it outbrave Yet we receiv'd no shame 207. Yea more than Conquerors In all those things we were Through thy great love which did Thee move Our sin and Death to beare 208. This was our victory The faith we had in Thee That turn'd to meat what did us eat And made us life to see 209. But yet the full conquest Over that Enemie Thou didst not make till thou didst take From Grave our dead Body 210. Though when Death had us seis'd And Bodies dead did ly Our Spirit with Thee thou took'st to be In thy joy and glory 211. Where safety thou us gav'st And freedome from all ill In peace to rest in thy sweet brest Our rising time untill 212. Yet Death and grave had so Our Bodies quite deprav'd As that it seem'd not to be deem'd That thence they could be sav'd 213. Such transmutations they Did so long time sustain They were so jumb'd disperst and crumbl'd How could they rise again 214. But all this made but way For greater glory yet And to compleat thy Conquest great Which thou could'st not but get 215. For by thy powerful voice The Graves and place all Where we lay hid presently did Yield us up at thy call 216. They had no power and might Against thy power and will Us to retain and make remain Under corruption still 217. Thy Angels thou sentst sorth And gatheredst thine Elect That we by thee might honoured be With great love and respect 218. And now we do injoy The Kingdom gloriously With Thee we raign and shall remain To all Eternity 219. Oh what a Warriour stout Art thou Thou meekest Lamb There 's none could stand against thy hand But thou them overcame 220. And Thou hast given to us Thy Victories each one Our Enemies all thou mad'st to fall And would'st not reign alone 221. Thy Conquests now are full The field is fully clear There is no moe left any foe Not one doth now appear 222. For now thou hast them all Destroyed totally They down are gone where help is none In endless flames they fry 223. And we we reap the fruits Of all thy wars so great We have the end we did intend Thy pleasant fruits we eat 224. Now we are fully sav'd From all our miseries Broke is the Net and we are set Above our Enemies 225. All praise is due to thee Thou all things hast well done Thou first and last hast all outcast Now sorrows we have none 226. A toilsome path we trod A tedious journey had A Wilderness of great distress But now thou 'st made us glad 227. In all our Pilgrimage And great temptations thou Didst with us bide hast us supply'd And we be happy now 228. Oh happy now our state Our joys who can express Well sing we may Hallelujah And thee for ever bless FINIS Another to the same Tune 1. A New triumphant Song Fil'd full of mirth and praise To Thee our King now will we sing Extolling thee always 2. And well we may rejoyce O're all that wretched crue Who took delight with great despight Our ruine to pursue 3. Where are they all become That did us sore oppress They all are gone left there is none That may impair our bless 4. Where is that old Serpent That dreadful Dragon fell Hallelujah hee 's not to day For Hee 's thrust down to Hell 5. He and his Angels all That vexed us full sore Lying in wait for us with hate Destroy'd are evermore 6. That dreadful burning Lake Of wrath so large and deep They 'r thrown into to bear their woe Where Sinners wail and weep 7. Where are those dreadful Beasts That were his instruments With horns and heads so full of dreads Breathing out punishments 8. Where is their pompous train Their Names of blasphemy There 's not a Crown unfallen down There 's none of them on high 9. Where now 's the false Prophet Who all the World deceiv'd Who up did cry and magnifie The Beast and him believ'd 10. Who did him worship give And to his Image fall Name Image Mark are all ' th' dark And their Adorers all 11. Both Beas and Prophet false Are gone into the lake To bear their hire in that great fire Whose burnings never slake 12. Where is that painted Whore Which rode in Pomp and State Her gilded Cup which was fil'd up With poysonous liquors late 13. Whom Earthly Kings ador'd As if she sure had been The only fit in State to sit As Soveraign Lady-Queen 14. Who sought and suckt out blood As if it had been sweet Greatest and least she