brightest Angel there In dignity and glory Yet he appeared here 27. That he might save us sinners Like to a Servant poor Where of our miseries too The liveries he wore 28. Yielding himself to death up And great indignities To ransome us from ruine Nor doth he now despise 29. The meanest that obey him To take into his grace Though he on high's ascended Unto his holy place 30. He such invites unto him With him they may be bold His secrets he unto them Most free is to unfold 31. Whoever him doth follow Shall see his pleasant face Hee 'l not disdain their lowness But kindly them imbrace 32. Hee 'l not despise their prayers Nor turn away his ear But being full of mercy He their complaints will hear 33. The sweetest of all persons Better than all is he The meekest and the gentlest Fairer then mens sons be 34. The highnest and the lowest The white and ruddle one In greatness and in goodness Like to him there is none 35. Come ye Queens and Princesses Whose Birth is great and high Who think yuor happinesses Do reach unto the sky 36. Because your Lords be great ones And have a great command For that their rule extendeth Both unto Sea and Land 37. Do ye not highly extol Your great good fortunes here Do ye not use your selves too Oft up thereby to bear 38. Do ye not think your great Lords To be so great and high And such advancements to you That ye for them could dy 39. Or else endure great hardships For them and for their sake With whom in their high honours So greatly you partake 40. Behold ye him whom I praise And whom my soul desires As its friend to delight in Can give what it requires 41. Lo Ho is much more noble In Birth and in degree And there 's not any Monarch Who 's of his gifts so free 42. Nor are the gifts which they give So pretious or so rare They all are but his Stewards And can't with him compare 43. Himself above all gifts is The Richest pearl of price His love cannot be valued The soul it satisfies 44. Oh he my love deserves more And to be followed Through every condition Whereto by him it s led 45. Then any of the greatest And highest Potentates Who have the largest Empires And rule the greatest states 46. I 'm his by way of purchase Who made and bought me too By that most precious blood which Did freely from him flow 47. Which he also discovered And call'd me of his grate There through that I might know him And might him too imbrace 48. And him I own to be mine My Lord and Saviour And his I am to care for And serve in every hour 49. My soul and body his are And whatsoe're I have And he is mine to give me What good for me I crave 50. Oh that I were more truly And heartily indeed Given up to love and live to Him who doth so exceed 51. All other lovely objects Be their worth ne're so great I should need not to fear then What ever may me threat 52. For I am his and of me He hath the care and charge And his disire toward me Is very full and large 53. Hee 's able to protect me From what may do me harm And 's ready to infold me Within his mighty arm 54. Oh that I were devoted More unto him and were More willing to be always To him chast and sincere 55. I 'm his not sins and Sathins That them I should obey Oh that when they intice me My heart might always say 56. Christ is my well-beloved He must my service have He 's only worthy of it Who only doth me save 57. For He He also mine is A portion may suffice To satisfie me always Your promises are lies 58. I 'me his and not a Servant Unto the world or men That I should yield my Conscience To be inslav'd by them 59. I may not to their pleasures My life and will compose To follow their desires So I my self might lose 60. For they cannot protect me When my Lord shall appear If he should then reject me They cannot me upbear 61. No no I 'm his who loves me And bought me by his blood From all that conversation Which is not just and good 62. He 's mine too to command me And be my sure defence Who certainly will keep me And glad my Conscience 63. For he will give assistance Of safety in his love And hold me in his hand so As nough shall me remove 64. He only may do with me What unto him seems best For He hath right unto me And will lead me to rest 65. Oh that he would imbrace me And give my soul a kiss Whose love than wine is better And fills the soul with bliss 66. His love the love of women Surpasseth very much How ever pleasing that is Its pleasures are not such 67. No nor is strength not servour Much less its beensitt As those that he that 's loved Of this Beloved 〈◊〉 68. Their love to this is empty Its pleasores be but short Although they 'r prerry creatures And 〈…〉 69. Their favour is deceitful Their beauty 's but a blast Their kingnesses soon vanish Their sweetness doth not last 70. Their embraces are bruises Their kisses oft are bites The vanity that 's in them Exceeds oft their delights 71. The love of Christ excelleth It s constant firm and sure It s very full of comforts And pleasures that indure 72. His words are full of kindness Yea when they are most tast Yet grace and love is in them Which floweth from his heart 73. His kisses and imbraces Are full of ravishment Filling the soul with goodness And riches of content 74. His beauty never changeth His strength doth 〈◊〉 ne're decay He is the same for ever Yesterday and to day 75. Oh that my Soul were fitted His kindness to receive That I by my unkindness His Spirit might not grieve 76. Oh may he count me worthy Of his inamourments Forgiving all my follies Causes of discontents 77. His soul it is spiritual Most holy just and pure All wickedness he hateth He can it not indure 78. But I poor wretch am sinful And full of vanity How can I be delightful And pleasing in his eye 79. Dear Lord I am unworthy To be owned of thee That thine I should be stiled And thou accept of me 80. Yet do not thou disdain me Do thou me lovely make That so thou may'st imbrace me And pleasure in me take 81. Be thou mine me to purify And to make 〈◊〉 and white Make me more thine and cause me In thee to take delight 82. Prepare my soul unto thee That I may thee imbrace And give thee intertainment And theâ— may'st me sâ—late 83. Lay thou me in thy bosom And keep me in thine arm So shall I rest securely Void of all fear of harm 84. Oh cause my soul to kiss thee And lay thee in my heart
of the creature and the Lord forsakes For what advantage can it be unto The soul when it its body shall forego That it had Wife or Husband House or Land Riches Honours or pleasures at command Yea Crowns and Scepters while the body it Inlive'ned Oh what profit will it get From any or from all those things when in The depths of Hell oppressed with its sin It shall have its abode can they relieve Its misery when it shall mourn and grieve And wail its folly No alas too gross For it a Spirit they are its sad great loss Of me and of my favour cannot be Made up by any thing it here could see For then no drop of comfort can it have How ever earnestly it may it crave This that thou may'st the better see mind well Another true story that I shall tell There was a certain rich and wealthy man Who far'd deliciously each day that ran Over his head was clothed with the best And finest silks and linnens wherewith drest he glitter'd bravely and all things he had Which this world could afford to make him glad There also was a poor and piteous man Cal'd Lazarus a Cripple lean and wan And full of sores who used to resort To th' rich mans dore and beg for some comfort His hunger-starved body to relieve But the hard hearted Churl would little give His dogs more kind than he would very oft His sores lick gently Death at length hence caught Poor Lazarus whom Angels did attend To guard his soul from every evil Fiend And carred him to Heaven where he did rest With great content in Father Abrahams brest Soon after 't came to 'th rich mans turn to dy And leave the world for no satiety And fulness of this world could always keep Him here alive but the black dismal sleep Of Death surpris'd him when a quiet end He seem'd to have circled with many a friend Amending on him till his life did fail When they did seem his death much to bewail Although his heirs were glad enough at heart That they might share to each of them a part Of those vast heaps which he had laid in store For after times and witheld from the poor From all which now they beare him to the grave Where rich and poor like intertainment have Save that they on his Funeral bestow'd More cost and worship and his greatness show'd On a more stately Tomb or Monument Whereon they ingrav'd his name to the intent It might not be forgot but before then His wretched Soul was hurri'd to the Den Of damned Spirits even to the pit of Hell Where what his torments were what tongue can tell This wretched man stript of his pomp and state And all his riches which he had of late Lay then in flames of fire tormented sore Because he had abus'd his wealth before Spent it on 's lusts relieved not the poor Had slighted God his truth and grace contemn'd Therefore to torments he was there condemn'd Where not one drop of water could he get Whereby he might allay the burning heat Wherein his wretched tongue that us'd to boast Great things blaspheme God curse the poor did roast And fry in flames which caused him to cry And howl and roar and yell most hideously When lifting up his woful eyes aloft He ' spyed that poor Lazarus whom oft He had disdained to behold before When he lay lame and begging at his doore In Abrahams bosome full of peace and joy Disturb'd with nothing that might him annoy Then calling out to Abraham he did cry Oh Father Abraham hither turn thine eye For I was of thine off-spring and from thee And thy blest stock deriv'd my pedegree Father shew forth thy pitty now behold I ly in torments here that can't be told My Soul is on a flame with scorching wrath Nothing in it now ease or quiet hath That tongue wherewith it secretly did speak More wickedness than ever forth did break From out my bodies lips see how it fries And flames tormented in these miseries Dear Father Abraham even for the sake Of those thy bowels whence I issu'd take Some pitty on thy child and Lazarus Send from thee to help me tormented thus Oh let him but one drop of water fetch One drop of comfort me to ease poor wretch Oh might he but the very end and tip Of one poor finger in cold water dip And to the tip of my scorcht tongue apply Which flames of fiery wrath do wondrously Afflict with sharpest pains 't would mitigate Somewhat these wofull torments 't would abate My heat a little Oh dear Father send That Beggar hither me now to befriend To whom that good old Patriarck reply'd Ah Son for that thou wast so 'ts not deny'd Remember how thou didst thy self abuse In thy life time and Gods good gifts misuse When this poor man lay begging at thy doors Unpitty'd by thee hungry full of sores Thou hadst enough wherewith to have reliev'd His penurie then yea therefore thou receiv'd Gods gifts of bounty but thou letst him ly Neglected then thou scornd'st his poverty Now therefore he with me doth rest possess And thou hast torments now without redress Yea now a gulf is fixt twixt us and thee So that though we each others state may see We cannot change them so as that we may Pass hence to you your torments to allay Nor can you come to us us to molest Or take part with us in our endless rest We joys have whereof you may not partake You endless burnings which we may not slake Your riches now have end your pleasure 's past Your torments and your miseries shall last Learn hence that 't is not riches nor great State Nor any fleshly priviledge will bate Nor yet preserve from endless misery Those persons who in sin do live and dy Who me neglecting and my gifts abusing And my now profer'd grace and love refusing Prefer their lusts and riches thereunto And in vain worldly ways do chuse to go All their now present injoyments shall fail them And after death none of them shall avail them Be now advised by me Dear Soul therefore If thou wouldst happy be for evermore Seek first Gods Kingdome and his righteousness So shalt thou have them and therein Gods bless Accept my profer'd love imbrace my grace When I say seek the Lord seek thou my face Get wisdom get true knowledge in thy heart Receive my words and let them not depart Out of thy heart and mind but let them ly Between thy tender breasts continually Then other things as they will lead thee thou May'st better look for and shalt find them too It is but reason that I do propoud No better course can for thy good be found For if thou seekest first the world or what Of it thou likest before thou hast got That which thou seekest thou may'st chance to dy And perish from my presence endlesly As in the former parable even now I did for admonition to
let me never fall by my iniquity My hope is all in thee and in thy great goodness I nothing have in me that may deserve thy bless Help me thy name to praise as it is right and due Do thou thereto me raise thy goodness for to view Dear Lord thou worthy art of all my heart and love Oh let me not depart from thee my Lord above Unite my heart to thee that I may fear thy name And let me never be put to rebuke and shame Oh flow thou into me Thou art an Ocean Though I a poor one be Thou art the wealthy man Set my heart toward thee and make it open stand Come thou Lord into me and wholly me command Oh do thou live in me and fill me with thy grace That I may joy in thee and ever see thy face Thou art the lovely one all things are black to thee Fix mine eye thee upon make me thy beauty see Thou only fulness art I am an empty thing Do thou thy grace impart and me unto thee bring Be evermore with me where er'e thou mak'st me go Let me thy glory see and thy will ever do Thou art the mighty God thou canst subdue my foes Thou hast them all down trod all things that thee oppose Thou art the holy one Thou canst me holy make Make me love thee alone and all for thee forsake Oh be thou all to me who rothing have that 's good Oh frame my heart to thece whshing it in thy blood Oh there is none to thee Thou all things dost excell What er'e is good for me doth in thee fully dwell None ever served thee but thou them satisfy'd None thy grace ever see but they it magnify'd Thou Lord art far above all I can say of thee Thou art the God of love All praise be unto thee Chr. Dear soul I do accept thee and thou art Most welcome to me it doth glad my heart To see a soul it self unto me yield More than when some stout Champion wins the field And takes the spoils of all his enemies Which up against him us'd in arms to rise Since thou thy self to me dost yield be sure My love shall ever toward thee iâ— dure Be but thou constant nothing shall me draw Those to reject that cleave unto my law I 'le order over thee my government So as thou â—ere shalt have cause to repent Of thy submission to me every thing Which I shall do to thee shall blessing bring Thy forepast sins I blot out and remit And of them all I wholly thee acquit How many or how great so er'e they were Thou mayst me freely serve without all fear Of my impuâ—ing any of them to thee I pass them by and they shall not undo thee I own thee as my own and thee present As in my self to him who me forth sent Even as a Branch in me into whom now Thou art ingraffed and henceforth shalt grow Or as a member of mine own body Which is recast of curse and miâ—ery I am thy Head and Root unto thee I Henceforth will minister all full supply Of grace and spirit nothing shalâ— thou want What may be good for thee I will it grant Open thy mouth and ask of me I will All thy petitions verily fulfill What ever thou shalt in my name desire Or of my Father for my sake require So be thou dost to me adhaere and cleave And firm in me abiding dost receive And keep my words within thee asking so And for such things as they direct thee to Thou shalt receive it and thou may'st be bold To come and ask for why mine eyes behold Thee and thy needs and wants and unto thee And all the righteous mine ears open be I will do more for thee than thou canst ask I 'le help thee every where I 'le put no task Upon thee but what I shall easy make Do but in me abide my counsel take I am thine Head and Husband lean on me My grace thou shalt enjoy my glory see To me thou art most welcome very dear Be confident of me and nothing fear But to neglect my counsels for as me My Father loveth so do I love thee I who for thee did shed my pretious blood Will nought deny that may for thee be good Since thou art come to trust under my wings I interest thee in all my good things My Father is thy Father too and He That my God is thy God likewise will be My Angels shall thee guard for thy welfare And of my glorious Kingdome thou shalt share And all the endless joys thereof my merit Is thy rich stock day pledge thy holy Spirit Whom I will pour on thee and in thy heart Will put that from me thou mayst never start He will conduct thee safely till thou hast All dangers of destruction wholly past He shall abide with thee and to thee show My things inlightning thine heart them to know My goodness and my glory what I have Done for and to thee that I might thee save What is in me for thee what things are mine And how in and with me they all are thine Yea He shall wash make clean renew thy heart And keep thee to me and to thee impart My grace and blessing therefore do not fear Only to him attend to him adhaere He shall thy works work in and for thee and Strengthen thee that thy foes thou may'st withstand He shall thee comfort fill with peace and joy And keep thee safe from what may thee annoy I 'le do all things for thee I 'le be thy lot Thy portion and thy riches fear thou not He who thee touches toucheth me for I Tender thee as the Apple of mine eye My heart is larget to thee than the Sea Or then by any words exprest 〈◊〉 be Fear not Dear soul thy state is happy now Since thou thy self dost to my scepter how Only I must inform thee that I must Take such a course with thee as may thy lust Destroy and make thee suitable to me That thou partaker of my joys may'st be I must thee sometimes try that so I may Prove whither Thou indeed wilt me obey I will into a Wilderness thee lead That so I may thee to thy Idols dead And that when stript of them I more may show My grace to thee and make thee it to know To be sufficient for thee do not fear For I 'le not leave thee nor forsake thee there I will be with thee and be all supplies To every one of thy necessities I will be better unto thee than all Egyptian Flesh-pots wherefrom I thee call I 'le there speak comfortably to thy heart And make thee know how dear to me thou art I 'le give thee there in all thy way mine arm To strengthen â—heâ— to walk on and from harm I 'le thee protect and keep untill I see It meet to take thee hence to be with me But thou must follow me and not look back As did
Lo's Wife thy pace thou must nor slack For fear thy love grow cold and so decay That thou from after me turn quite away Thou must thy flesh â—ield up to be subdu'd And mortify'd by me because its rude And full of stubbornness and oft hath broke Both of my laws and of my love the yoke Yea so rebelhous against me it is And hath led thee so much to do amiss And with so high a hand 〈◊〉 had I not Been merciful to thee as 〈◊〉 to Lot When he in Sodom lingred â—eath to part Therefrom when call'd thou there through hast thy heart So often hardned thou destroyd hadst been Through it much hurt and forrow thou hast seen I must therefore for thee it came that it May not grow rank sti'd and make thee unfit For fellowship with me who holy am And unto thee to make thee holy came But if at my reproof thou wiâ—t let go Its lusls the less grief I shall put thee to Oh yield it up Dear soul at every turn Be not offended that I parge or burn It oâ—t of thee thy self now offer up A sacrifice to me drink of my cup I give to cleanse thee from thy filth within And from what therâ—e breaks forth upon thy skin Like to a Leprosy and doth defile Thy person and dotli make thee very vile Yield but thy self to me and iâ—le thee cure I 'le make thee like my self both white and pure So shall I in thy beauty much delight And thou shalt always dwell in my blest sight And therefore do not fear I will not harm thee But only cleanse thee from thy filth and arm thee Against what may destroy thee I must prove thee And humble as my spouse because I love thee That so I may thee fashion to my mind Make thee fit for me and that thou mayst find More favour in mine eyes I may be for thee And that thy filâ—h may not make me abhor thee But fear not when I have thee fully try'd Thou shalt with me also be glorify'd Fear not l'th wilderness I will thee feed And by my right hand I will there thee lead And by thy right hand too I will thee holâ— Nothing shall harm thee I thy frame and mold Do fully know and will not on thee lay More than what by my strength endure thou may Only resign thy flesh and self to me And thou shalt my Salvation surely see I now unto my self do freely spouse thee But I shall not as yet so fully house thee As I intend here fter thou must tarry And wait a while before I fully many Thee to my self before unto that place Those royal Mansions which for thee my grace Hath fitted I thee take where I receive And entertain all that in me believe Thou hast been very whorish and thou art Polluted with thy whoredomes at thy heart Thy flesh and body is defil'd with what Thou from thy lovers whoredomes oft hast got And I cannot into my Bride-bed take thee Till I first wash thee white and clean do make thee Thou must the time of purifying stay Before our solemn joyful wedding day In the mean time constant to me and chast Thou must abide and thou mayst not make hast After injoyments of delights so that With other pleasures thou thee satiate And turn thee from me to some other lover Thee to content thou mayst let none be over Thy heart and conscience besides me who am Thy only Lord and Saviour that meek Lamb Who bought thee with my blood and thee did call To me that I might be thy All in All If thus thou dost then I will be for thee And all I am and have it thine shall be Soul Dear Lord thy words in every thing are right My soul approves them finds therein delight Make me them more to know further to see Into the wondrous things that in them be Thy love is wonderful worthy receit And to be fed upon more than our meat It s better far than wine doth me refresh Although it rellish not unto the flesh Who would not such a lover as thou art Imbrace with both his arms with all his heart Who can like blessings give like comforts bring Above all GODS Thou art the mighty KING Oh who can fathom who can comprehend The greatness of thy love there 's no such friend Or lover as thou art none can forgive The soul its sins like thee or make it live Oh who am I that I should welcome be Or be accepted unto life by thee That thou shuld'st call and woo me and imbrace Me in thy arms cause me to see thy face Thy pleasant face and own me as thy own And in thy words thy love to me make known Yea both thy words and love cause me to know To draw my heart from off the things below And fix it on thy self and things above Oh there 's no sweetness to that of thy love Its tasts at present most delightful are All other pleasures it surpasses far But as if all at present was but small Thou holdst forth such a portion too as all For future time yea to eternity For ever to injoy thy Majesty I less am than the least of thy mercies Which thou dost give wilt not thou me despise But passing by all my unworthiness And many mighty sins such love express As passeth knowledge Oh that I again With my whole heart thy love may intertain And love for love return perpetually And never shrink from thee no though I dy Oh Lord thy love ingages me to be Wholly devoted and given up to thee For it s but meet that I be wholly thine And for thy sake give up all that is mine Who for my sake didst not the cross decline It s meet that I a sacrifice should be Wholly devoted and given up to thee A living holy sacrifice whereby Thou may'st be glorifyed and lift on high For great thy love to me is I confess Nor can I by my tongue or pen express The great desâ—râ—s of love and service too Which far beyond all my returns I ow. I do acknowledge too thy words be true In all they say of me that nothing's due To me of praise or approbation for I am so loathsome thou mayst me abhor I am polluted with a whorish heart So as I jealous am least I depart Away from thee it oftentimes indeed Hath play'd the Harlot and brought forth a breed Of hateful Monster full of venome fell Against thy purity The brats of Hell Unchast desires and lusts self-love and pride Ambitious thoughts a loathness to be ty'd Up to thy just commands an evil eye Of envy against such as I could spy Prefer'd before me often at them fretting With covetous desires to be getting More of this worlds injoyments profits pleasure Slothfull mispending of that time and leasure Thou hast afforded me for better things From which much other mischief oft times springs Such things my bowels oft have eat and
vext Me with disquiet and my soul perplext That bruitish lust that dwells in me I fear Least it prevail against me and me bear Away from that subjection to thee due And cause me with much sorrow it to rue I am indeed nolluted and ore-spread As with a leprosie from heel to head Diseas'd within and full of sores without I am more vile than any menstruous clout Have need to be renew'd made white and clean And yet when all is done I am too mean To be so honoured by thee and exalted In every thing I 'm worthy to be faulted Worthy to be disdained and rejected Unworthy utterly to be respected By thy so glorious eye that puter is Then to behold and like iniquities Shouldst thou then treat me like some royal Qâ—een As if for thy consort I bred had been Oh 't is a dignity above me far I fitter am that thou shouldst me debart From coming near thee medling wih thy Name Least I pollute it and expose 't to shame As too much I have done already Oh I dont deserve to be respected so But if thy pleasure be me so to love Well mayst thou take such course as 't doth behove Tha thou may'st fit me for such dignity As thou confer'st and for thy company Which thon vouchsafest of thy wondrous grace To me who am of pedegree but base It is but meet that thou shouldst make we white And cleane that thou in me may'st take delight That thou should'st cure those sores and ulcers great Which make me ugly and for thee unmeet Yea and its wondrous grace that thou wilt take Such pains with me me whole and clean to make Oh what am I that thou should'st stoop so low To do such offices such love to show Thou rather might'st throw me out of thy sight Than so to make me meet for thy delight Who meeter am that thou should'st make me dwell Among that cursed crue that be in hell It s meet also that there a time should be For purifying before unto thee Thou dost receive me with thee to remain In those high Mansions where thou and thine reign It needful is that thou me separate From all those Idols which thy Soul doth hate And that thou should'st purge out my dtoss although A fire thou make and me into it throw I 'm thine and meet it is that thou should'st do What ever is thy pleasure Lord even so Be it as thou dost please thou art so just So kind and careful that I well may trust My soule and body with thee and yield up To take out of thy hands what ever cup Thou seest it meet to temper and to give In cleaving to thee I shall surely live Thou who hast loved me and done such things As everlasting consolation brings And gives good hope through grace wilt doubtless do Nothing unto me which may cause my woe Do with me as thou wilt for I am thine And thee to love I doe my heart incline Through thy good grace do thou incline it more Making it chast to thee thee to adore For I can nothing do that may thee serve Delight or honour as thou dost deserve I 'm thine Lord save me and me sanctify Unite my heart to thee continually Unto thee evermore make me adhaere That I thy holy Name may love and fear May lean upon thine arm thy Spirit mind So as I may his help at all times find Through thee I any thing may do 〈◊〉 But in my self have only cause of 〈◊〉 No fears shall 〈…〉 pleasures me 〈◊〉 If thou dost hold me and 〈…〉 And cure It s meeâ— I 〈◊〉 thee and I Desire I may my self thereto apply My Cross up taking 〈◊〉 Dear 〈…〉 How thrald I am furthe then thou 〈…〉 How I the least good thing 〈◊〉 not perform Nor stand upright against the mild â—â—â—storm Of troule that untâ—â— my lot may fall I need that thou should'st be my ALL in ALL. I 'm poor and blind naked and wreteched and My heart 's dece 〈◊〉 will not to thee stand Unless thou me 〈◊〉 and keepest so In thy strong 〈◊〉 as not to let me go Unless thou purge out my hypocrisy Make me sincere give me a single eye Unless thou be my strength my goodness and Dost hold me to thee by thy mighty hand But seeing thou appointed art dear Lord To look to and thy saving help afford To those that come to thee and on thee trust And thou art loving faithful kind and just And all-sufficient for me I resign My self unto thee I am wholly thine Thou wiser art than I thou knowest best What to my good pertainâ— and thou art blest Dear Lord thy will be done in every thing Take thine own course me unto thee to bring Only do not me in thy wrath chastise But let my soul find favour in thine eyes Yea thou so good art and so gracious too That thou all things wilt for my profit do Oh cause thy face upon my soul to shine And my heart unto thee allways incline Oh kiss me with the kisses of thy mouth Oh bliss me with the blessings of thy truth Inspire my heart with thy good spirit and breath The breath of life into me things beneath Cause me for to despise the things above To seek and to affect and thee to love Let me thy love tast better 't is than wine It s full of comfort courage life divine 'T will chear the hearâ— 't will make the lips of chose Who tast it talkative free to disclose Thy heavenly vertues let me thereof tast Forgiving all my mis-demeanours past My undue loves which unto other things And persons I have born which to me brings Both grief and fear when thereupon I think Least they should make me in thy nostrils stinâ—â— And cause thee to abhor me oh forgive All forepast follies and that I may live Let me injoy thy loves and tast how sweet And ravishing they be oh let me meet With them with them be filled that I may In thee delight my self and on thee stay And fix my soul no other pleasures so Affecting as from thine to them to go Thine ointments wherewith thou anointed art And unto those that love thee dost impart Most odoriferous are oh they do smell Unto the upright hearted wondrous well Let me them find and smell thy precious Name An ointment poured forth is that good fame And great renown thou hast oh 't is most sweet And spread abroad that we with it may meet And therefore thee the Virgins Chast do love Thy Name their hearts desires to thee doth move Oh make me know it and its sweetness find That it may draw me with a single mind Unto thee Draw me Draw me we will run After thee though I somewhat have begun Towards thee to incline my mind doth stick Yet to my Idols so as t is not quick Enough towards thee oh let that sweet sent Of thy good ointments thy Name excellent More strongly draw me oh
THE DIVINE WOOER OR A POEM Setting forth The Love and Loveliness of the LORD JESVS and his great desire of our welfare and happiness and propounding many Arguments full of weight and power to persuade Souls to the faith and obedience of him and Answering divers Objections that are made there-against and that hinder many there-from Composed by J. H. a servant of God in the glorious Gospel of his well beloved Son Psal 45.1 My heart herein a good thing doth indite The things pertain to Christ which here I write A ready writer's pen may my tongue prove Imprinting on the Readers heart Christ's love Psal 34.8 11. O taste and see how good 's the Lord and just O happy man that maketh him his trust Come children unto me give heed I 'll teach You how to fear the Lord his grace I preach Quis leget haec Persius Omne tulit punctum qui miscuit utile dulci Horat. A verse may find him who a Sermon flies And turn delight inâ—â— a sacrifice Herbert LONDON Printed for R. Taylor and T. Sawbridge and are to be Sold in Little-Brittane 1673. THE DEDICATION LOrd I would dedicate this work to Thee For its materials are mainly thine And those endowments too thou gav'st to me Through exercise whereof it became mine But yet that exercise of mine 's so short Of what ought t' have been that thou mayst abhor't II. I do confess that unto Thee I owe My self and all that I am or can do For all that 's good in me Thou did bestow And in my wants it is to Thee I go Therefore 't is meet that I devote to Thee My self my works and all that is in me III. But I 'm a very sinful dirty thing So much defil'd in heart mind head and hand That I no offring meet for Thee can bring Nought that before Thee thou mayst bear to stand If Thou do'st look upon it with pure eye And mark its many swervings narrowly IV. O wash me in the fountain of that blood Which thy most blessed Son for me hath shed Renew me with thy grace that can make good And clean both heart and mind both hand and head Then shall I better offrings bring to Thee Than either I or this my work now be V. The spring whence flowed out those streams which here Together gathered I have by study Is with what flows therefrom both pure and clear But ah the channel they ran through is muddy Thy words are all most pure but in my mind While they received are there dirt they find VI. Mistakes and earthiness carnal desires And selfish ends therein so frequent are That what results therefrom greatly bemires The heav'nly liquor and it almost marres Yet Lord let not thy wine be thrown away Though of the cask something it rellish may VII But let the Readers such good strainers find Of piercing judgment as to seperate What 's mine from thine so as what 's thine to mind And nothing thereof for my sake to hate Yea what in them or me thou seest amiss Pard'ning and purging to us both it bliss VIII Oh cause both me and them who read or hear Of what 's here writ of thy beloved Son The truth thereof behold so bright and clear As unto him at all times we may run And unto him resolve so fast to cleave As him by no means we may ever leave IX And O might all the musings of my mind And words or writings which from thence proceed Be such as may with Thee acceptance find And useful be to who them hear or read To what 's good therefore Thou my strength Lord be And from what ill inthrals me set me free TO THE READER THere is a Proverb saith Blest is the wooing That is soon over or not long in doing This Proverb hath its truth and verity In this same woing which unto thine eye And mind I here present if we respect The party wooed He that dont ' reject Christ's profer'd kindness or his patience tire But quickly yields himself to his desire Without excuses or delays is Blest And sooner of much happiness possest Whereas He that stands dallying long and gives Frequent denyals of much good deprives Himself mean while and many griefs sustains While between two He in suspense remains Yea and endangers the Great Wooer too To turn away in anger and then woo And anguish will succeed for there is none With whom the soul can live well but this One Though in respect of him that 's woo'd it s well That Christ upon his suit long time doth dwell That He 's not quick to anger but doth wait To shew his mercy even to such as hate To be reproved and do long resist That grace of God without which none is blist That He vouchsafes to call and knock and stay At the long-closed-Heart from day to day Till by his goodness and long-suffering He Subdues its unkind hardness makes it see Its folly Him so to oppose in whom All good and happiness to it doth come And without whom it must sustain such woe As it can neither bear nor get therefro Which patience and long-suffering doth commend This Wooer much that He will so attend Vpon such sorry persons and so long Before He leave his suit His love is strong Which led him hither through so many tryals And leads him too to take so oft denials When as He is so Great and perfect too That He no need hath any one to wooe Nor is there any worthy of his love Or to injoy him He 's a match above The Highest creature none in Heaven or Earth Can equal him in greatness goodness birth But who is that that 's wooed whom doth He court Is' t only some of the more wealthy sort Is' t only the brave gallants or is' t those Whose wit and breeding other mens out-goes Or is it such as are set up on high Invested with some great Authority We might suspect indeed that He some such Would take to him that in these matters much Come nearer to his greatness But alas For none of all those things He ought doth pass Nor do they make those who them have to be Any whit nearer to him in degree Than those who have them not they bear no sway With him at all that more of his heart they Then others should obtain but whosoere Do heartily him love to him are Dear It 's any soul in general that He Doth call and Woo that saved it might be To whom He by his works and words doth show His truth and goodness that it them may know And by his holy Spirit them evidences In any measure But men oft their senses So stupifie with pride and lust that they Do not perceive what he to them doth say But do neglect his voice till He them leave The fruits of their own folly to receive But wheresoere men hear him and do heed Those heavenly words which do from him proceed Believing on him He
them all doth take Into a nearer union and doth make An everlasting Covenant with them Their sins to pardon their souls not condemn He 'll be their God and guide their portion great Their Head and Husband they with him shall eat And drink and rest and dwell and see his face He will them dearly love He 'll them embrace He 'll kiss them satisfie their souls with good He 'll over flow them with a mighty flood Of peace and happiness and they remain Shall ever with him ever with him reign The Soul of Man like to a female is Anima f. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 And its desire is strongly after bliss And to some other thing as to its male It doth subject it self for it would fail If left alone as by it self to dwell For then it doth sink down to death and Hell And many things there are like Males to it To which it turns it self seeking to get From them its pleasure and subsistance and Subjects it self too unto their command The World or Spirit of it Mundus m. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 that magnifies The things below and such vertue as lies In them that courts the soul which nat'rally Since it from God is fallen sets its eye Vpon its pleasures pomps riches and fare And what the objects of its senses are To this it turns it self to this it flies On this for peace and safety it relies For this it lusts and its imbraces wishes Opens it self thereto likes well its kisses In it delights and to it it self yields Desires its gifts of Money Houses Fields What ere may please it and protection give And make it in good plight and rank to live But this World 's empty fading false and vain And if the Soul match to 't 't will prove its bane The Wicked one even the soul spirit Diabolus m. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 that sets The heart on Mischeif when He therein gets Possession stirs up unto strife debate Oppression violence pride envy hate He courts the Soul too and it s oft beguil'd By him and with those wicked seed's defil'd Conceiting sweetness oft in any thing Which unto other men may mischief bring A Spirit of error and false Prophecy Is He ofttimes to Heaven but by a lye Pretending and in divers shapes appears And some great how and port He often bears As if he came from Heaven and led thereto Yea usually the name of Christ also He can assume though 't is but in deceit Th' unwary Soul the easlier to cheat For He doth always turn the Soul away From the true Christ who down his life did lay For our offences and from that good word Th' Apostles preach't and what it doth afford Not singly leading it to Christ that He Its Lord and Saviour in all things might be On him to trust his counsells to observe But to some fancy leadeth it to swerve Or else some other work law power or name Doth joyn with Christ Adultery with the same Leading the Soul to practise whereby it Misseth Christ's blessing and his wrath doth get For Christ indeed the only one is Chirstus m. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 who Hath power received from God the Soul to woo And He alone that for the Soul hath done And that can and will do for it that none Besides him could or can and therefore He Alone its Bridegroom worthy is to be He all things hath that may the Soul enrich Content and cherish He from all things which May danger it will safely it defend And bring it to an happy glorious end But naturally the Soul doth not Him know Nor what a one He is but looks below To things unto its senses manifest Thinking in their enjoyments to be blest And if it see a need of any thing Beside to after-Bliss it for to bring Then usually it plays the wanton whore Some form of godliness it will adore Wherein the World and Devil too it may Have fellowship withal and with them play And sport it self and yet be godly too And some fine easie outside service do Or if some stricter course it yields to take As it can be at cost and pains to make It self a graven Image as of old The Israelites to make a Calf of Gold Would with their Jewels part its the design While with the Spirit of error 't doth combine To be its own Redeemer or to get A righteousness or Name wherewith commit Adultery it may for oft with more Than one false Spirit the Soul doth play the Whore But only Christ is worthy it to have Who from the Heavens descended it to save From Sin and Death and pow'r hath all to give Which may make Soul and Body both to live And He by 's Word and Spirit and those in whom These are and work unto mens Souls doth come Inviting them to him but not that He With other things only should partner be In their affections and their worships but That all things else from the heart being shut He might alone the Sovereign power obtain It to command and over it to reign That it to him its love and confidence May singly give in the belief and sense Of his great worth and goodness and submit In all things to his wise dispose of it The Spirit of Wisdom which comes from on high And doth of Christ and his things testifie And into their hearts who have him received Inspired hath the Truth to be believed And by them wrought such miracles as none Besides them in the World have ever done He calls men unto Christ his voice is Come To Christ for Righteousness and for Wisdom For Pardon Peace for Strength for Holiness For Freedom from all evil for all bliss The Church or Spouse the Bride of Christ who knows And singly to him cleaves she him forth shows And not her self as the false Church she wooes For him alone Yea every one his voice That hears and in his goodness doth rejoyce Is both allow'd and bid to call men to This Blessed one and them for him to woo It 's only the false Church that magnifies Her self and hides his glory from mens eyes Oh come ye come ye then to Christ I pray Come all that thirst all that want help and stay Support life comfort guidance righteousness And what may satisfie the Soul with bless All that are heavy laden and opprest Come unto Christ and He will give you rest Come come here is a Fountain open set Exposed to you all whence you may get Freely what good you want Here 's what will make You fully happy Come these waters take Here 's no restraint ye may all come and buy Wine water milk without price or Money Only let go your lusts your Idols and What with the love of Jesus will not stand Part with your sloth with diligence attend At all his posts and pillars in the end Ye shall him find and whatsoere ye want That is good for you
'll come in to thee I with thee will sup I 'll spread thy Table I will fill thy cup I 'll put thee to no charge I 'll bring my meat And freely give to thee that thou may'st eat And drink abundantly of that blest wine Which will thee satisfie with joys divine Open therefore to me my Sister dear Open thy heart to me Oh taste my chear Give me thy self let me thy body have And heart also I will them bless and save It 's all I ask of thee I crave no more Give me thy self do but thou me adore Give me thy love and thy affections and Be thou but subject unto my command Cleave to me with thy heart put all thy trust In me believe in me for I am just I will not fail or leave thee But thou none Must entertain besides me I alone Challenge thy love and service and it 's fit That none besides me none from me them get I parted for thy sake with all I had To ransom thee from thy forlorn and sad Condition and I all that I again Receiv'd have of my Father not disdain Upon thee to bestow my self I gave To ransom thee my self I give to save Thee too and therefore I alone deserve That thou should'st me alone both love and serve The Devil and his works thou must forsake Thou may'st not serve him his suggestions take For truth use divinations witchcrafts charms Inchantments times observe for good or harms Consult familiar Spirits believe his lies Ask counsel of the dead Idolatries Practise or what ere crafts He doth devise He in the disobedient beareth sway Inticing them to sin and go astray From my right paths Thou must resist him and In nothing yield thy self to his command Thou must forsake this wicked World likewise Not list'ning to their counsels who despise Me and my doctrine nor associate Thy self with them who my good ways do hate It 's pomps and pastimes shows and braveries Vain customs fashions and formalities Thou may'st not dote on neither may'st thou take My gifts or Ordinances and them make Idols as is the guise of worldly men Who do despise me and my laws contemn Their Silver Gold their Riches Houses Lands Their Kings and Governors and their commands They Idolize while after them they lust And in them secretly do put their trust Prefer them before me and fear them so That in my straight ways oft they durst not go The flesh with it's desires also thou must Renounce even every sinful cursed lust Thy bruitish appetites to satisfie In Drunkenness Uncleanness Gluttony Excess of Riot Sports or rich Attire Or what else thy corruptions do desire My words thou must receive and them hold fast No Article of them thou by may'st cast But howsoere thy reason they may pose Thou in thy heart must truly with them close And firmly them retain My holy will Take heed unto that thou may'st it fulfill No Gods but Me in my sight may'st thou have However secretly for none can save Thee but the holy Trinity who all Do meet in me on none else may'st thou call Or look or trust to nor thy Conscience May'st yield to them upon any pretence No image may'st thou to thy self invent Nor may thy heart or knee thereto be bent No false imaginations of me or Devised worships for I them abhor But worship God in Me and as my Word Doth thee direct for I 'm a jealous Lord. Thou may'st not take my holy Name in vain Nor it with Blasphemies or false Oaths stain Or with a vain Profession without fruits Produced thereby such as with it suits Or blemish it with any sinful way For I 'll not such hold guiltless The seaventh day Thou must observe in me to take thy rest Who am the substance by that day exprest That I may sanctifie thee thou be blest To Father and to Mother while they live And to all thy superiours thou must give Due honour and subjection too in me Giving to Caesar what things Caesars be To all men owing nothing but to love Cheifly those loving who are from above All Murther with all Malice Envy Hate See thou avoid with all Strife and Debate Thy body keep in Chastity thou must Flee Fornication and unlawful Lust Thou must not others Wrong or from them take Ought that is theirs nor them Calumniate But yield thy self to Me and be content With Me and what I give letting no bent Of Avarice possess or stain thy mind Thou shalt in me all satisfaction find All which I certainly will work in thee If thou wilt but yield up thy self to Me. I put on thee no hard nor grievous task What I require I 'll give too if thou ask It of me and for it on me depend My Spirit to work it in thee I will send And wherein thou through weakness goest astray The vertues of my blood shall take 't away Be thou but upright and chast unto me I am and evermore will be for thee If thou refuse this offer thou must die And perish in thy sins eternally None other Lords or lovers can thee save What ere they be or seem they ne'r so brave For they be vanities of vanities Their strength is weakness their promises lies Their words are wind and all they meditate Is from a feined love a real hate Their smoothest language is false flattery Their best imbraces are but treachery Their kisses of thee are but like to his Who sometimes me betrayed by a kiss And when he said Hail Master yet even then He me deliver'd up unto those men That sought my life to whom he had me sold For thirty pieces not of yellow Gold But whitely silver or like his who while He feined love to Abner did beguile And smite him with a Weapon on his side Under his fifth rib that thereof he died And on another time as one well verst In that accursed craft Amasa pierc't With warlike Sword to th' heart while friendlike He Saluted him and as one with him free Did with his right hand take him by his beard And kist him till his blood him all besmear'd Such are the soft imbraces of those foes To thee and Me who do my words oppose Suggesting to thee that I am austere And put upon thee more then thou can'st bear That they are thy best friends and wish thee well And many pleasing stories to thee tell As that thou art whole strong wise holy just May'st live without me may'st follow thy lust That to deny thy self of thy desire Is foolishly thine own death to conspire With me who love thee not but wish thy loss And take delight to bring thee to the cross Where like unto my self thou may'st be made A publick scorn ' mongst those that drive the trade Of robbing by the high-way-side or those Who unto Kings and Magistrates are foes Rebelling against them and their commands And seeking in their blood to wash their hands Or else amongst such Hereticks most
Judgment too This Canto fullyer doth show That men must reap as they do sow Which by examples manifold Both in the bad and good is told Where all God's justice may behold Yet that nor good nor bad have here Their full rewards is here made clear Till Jesus Christ to judge appear Which that he shall is here exprest The Resurrection and the Rest Of the just too made manifest IT being reasonable that the Lord Who doth such eminent favours afford To man should give to him a holy law Requiring that of him he stand in awe Him worship and obey with thankfulness For all the love he doth to him express He will too as with men its usual Him in due time forth unto judgment call And render to him as his works shall be Rewards and punishments as ye may see All Laws and Governmens are guarded so By promising rewards and threatning woe To those that under them do live as they Those laws do either keep or disobey To what good purpose should laws order'd be If they who break them may yet escape free And not for any thing they do sustain Due punishment by either loss or pain And if th' observers thereof be neglected And nothing better be therefore respected Even so God who his laws unto man gave Observes too how men do themselves behave Whether they do submit their necks unto them Believe his sayings readily to do them Or whether they the reins to lust do give And to themselves and their corruptions live And them accordingly he will reward As they regard him or him disregard See'st thou not this discovered oftentimes While evil men who do commit great crimes Though they do think themselves to be secure Are brought most heavy judgments to endure Is not God by his righteous judgments known While wicked men are thereby overthrown In their devises witness that great flood Which overflow'd the old World and which stood Above the highest mountains when the World Which wicked was was into ruine hurl'd For those abominations which they Committed stubbornly from day to day Refusing by good Noah to be warn'd Yea me in him they set at naught and scorn'd For it is I the Wisdom and the Word Of the Almighty and eternal Lord Who by my Spirit do dwell in holy men And lead them forth with boldness to condemn And fault the Worlds great wickedness because They take no heed unto my righteous laws It was my judgment executed in Those five great Cities famous for their sin Sodom and her near neighbours overthrown By Fire and Brimstone so as ne'r was known Before or since because they cast away My counsels from them would not me obey The Word and Wisdom of my Father high Who to the sons of men do use to cry To shew them what is right and what is wrong What doth to them and what doth not belong My words those sinful Cities thrust away And after strange flesh vilely went astray Pride idleness and riotous excess Was in them and the poor they did oppress And lewdness they committed therefore I In flames of Fire from Heaven did make them fry What should I mention Egypts haughty King Who proudly my commands away did fling And with his people badly did intreat My people and did them abuse and beat How did I judge them and with plagues them break Because their bad ways they would not forsake Making them warnings to all Tyrants that In after ages me and mine should hate I Plung'd them strangely into that great flood Or Sea whose waves mean while on both sides stood Of my Elect whom I had chose to be A special lot or people unto me What should I speak of Saul and Haman and The Jewish Nation for in every Land Such monuments of judgment oft have been In whom and what befel them 't may be seen That there 's a God above whose eyes behold The proud who him contemn and are so bold To break his laws and walk in their own pride Nought can them from his powerful vengeance hide Whereas on th' other side He doth protect And shew his favour unto his Elect His worshippers all such as do him fear And to my wholesom counsels do adhere Though He be pleas'd their faith sometimes to try Them from the dross of sin to purifie And divers ways to exercise them till His gratious purpose He on them fulfil That so their vertues might more brightly shine And God more fully shew his pow'r divine In their support and in that inward might Wherewith He them indues in the Worlds fight When all the old World who from me had swerv'd Was drowned how was righteous Noe preserv'd And in an Ark was with his houshold kept From that great deluge which the wicked swept Away without escape so Righteous Lot When Sodom was consum'd was not forgot But by an Angel was deliver'd out From that strange show'r of fire which round about All things burnt up so soon as he from thence Was carry'd out And what a sure defence To Abraham Isaac and Jacob too Was the Almighty Lord when they did go Into strange Countries few and strangers how Did he defend them because they did â—ow To him and his words keep yea how did God Rebuke Kings for their sakes and with his rod So frighted them that they durst nothing do Against them which their harm might tend unto How did he help chaste Joseph and him keep In those great suff'rings and those dangers deep To which his envious brethren did him sell And by his wanton Mistress him befell Who falsly him accus'd because he did Refuse her unclean lust of God forbid To satisfie at her unchaste request Preferring a clean conscience in his brest Before the amorous kisses of a whore Which would have ruin'd him for evermore How did the Lord in him his power display And goodness too both in the time he lay In prison-house where irons pierc'd his Soul God gave him patience in that sad and foul And painful tryal and was with him so As that he favour found the Jaylour fro And when God from the prison him released Having him thereby tryed as he pleased For unto such great honour he him brought As never by him could have been forethought To make him Ruler over all the Land Of Egypt that all men might understand That though God try his friends and them prepares Thereby for mercies yet he for them cares And when they fitted are he them advances Above their foes designs and all bad chances Did he not Israel in Egypt too And in the Wilderness cause him to know To be their mighty helper and their aid Their strong Redeemer from those griefs that made Them sigh and grone and from those dismal fears Which them encompassed for may years How did he bring them out from that hard Land Of bondage by his great and mighty hand What wonders wrought he for them at the Sea And in the Wilderness what things did
they sought to do us good Had we them heard we might have understood That goodness in Gods ways which would have made Us for the sake thereof aside t' have lay'd Our sins But wo is us we fools them counted But now we see how they on high are mounted Whereas we fools in midst of flames do lye Dying perpetually yet never dye Wo worth the time that we did slight the poor Neglecting them when they were at our door And to the hungry did not deal our bread Nor cloath the naked nor sick visited Wo worth the time we slothful were and spent Our time in idleness and merriment And thereby gave advantage to the Devil To rob us of all good fill with evil Wo worth the time we did our selves content To hear or Preach God's word but never meant It to obey or else therefrom we fell Through carelesness when we had begun well Wo to the pomps and wordly vanicies Which did bewitch our hearts our ears our eyes Wo worth the time we clos'd our eyes and when Our hearts we hardned cursed be the men Who did mislead us and contemn the truth Or that perverted us debaucht our youth Or any other ways were instruments Of bringing upon us these punishments Wo worth such Kings and Counsellors as made Us to commit such things as have betray'd Our souls to Hell while we them judged wise And flatter'd them we did God's laws despise We took them to be Gods on Earth their will We thought a law which we ought to fulfill Without considering whether their command Did or did not with Gods law and will stand Wo worth the publick places of resorts Wo worth the Chancery and the Innes of Courts The Universities and places where We learn'd to gent it and our selves up bear By our great breeding learning learned pride To contemn honest Christians and deride The simple meaning man whose care it was To fear the Lord and their time well to pass Wo worth our curious Arts Opinions And thoughts that we alone were wisdoms sons Alas we see for all the Learned Schooles We were simplicians and did play the fools Wo worth contentious Lawyers who did set Us upon strifes our monies for to get Fomenting differences and causless Suits Whereof we with them now do reap these fruits Wo worth the foolish fashions and devices Which Sathan introduc't to nourish vices Wo worth the play 's and interludes that we Did take delight and spend our time to see Where we did learn much wantonness and lust And how to scoff at honest men and just Wo worth the Taverns Alehouses and Innes They were the shops where we did trade in sins Wo worth the pleasant Wines strong Ale and Bear And other liquors wherewith oft we were Made like the Beasts and wherewith flusht we sung Our songs against good Men making them dung Wo worth the Whores and Harlots with whom we Consumed our estates and wofully Mispent our times debaucht our selves and spent Our bodies and our strengths with great content Wo worth their rowling eyes their wanton glances Their flatt'ring speeches and lascivious dances Their smoother fore-heads and their painted faces Their light behaviours their flanting laces Their beautiful eye lids their cheeks so fair Their naked bosoms and their well set hair Accursed their temptations and their Arts To take our minds and draw away our hearts Accursed their allurements and embraces Their whorish fore-heads and impudent faces Wo worth our wanton hearts and wandring eyes That were allured by such vanities That look't upon such objects and did lust Such things with them to do as were unjust That by our wanton carriages and doings Our painted speeches and our earnest woings Did draw poor silly women into snares And oftentimes surpris'd them unawars Wo worth those flames of lust wherein we burn'd Wo worth us that therefrom we never turn'd For now we burn in Hell in endless flames Of such a vengeance as our lust quite tames Wo worth our ceiled Houses rooms so warm Our costly furniture they help't to charm Our hearts and our affections them unto That we could not abide them to forgo When we were call'd for Christs sake them to leave Our love to such things helpt us to bereave Of better satisfactions where we see Yon then despised men in glory be Wo worth unrighteous laws and them that did Them wickedly devise us to forbid Christ to confess according to his will And armed us with power his Saints to kill Branding them as Male-factors or as those Who did their lawful Governors oppose Wo worth Seditious persons who did band Themselves against the powers of the Land Ordained of God to govern on pretence Of Reformation using violence Sheathing their Swords in Kings and Rulers sides Or it assaying by which means the tides And floods of high severity was rais'd Against such quiet innocents as prais'd Both righteousness and truth and prayed for Redress of evils but yet did abhor Rebellious courses thereunto to take Or any such disturbances to make Only from such defilements they abstain'd As being practis'd would their souls have stain'd Whether by custom or authority Commended or commanded though thereby They being also lookt upon as men Who did the lawful Governours contemn Were by us sundry ways wrong'd and abus'd Imprison'd persecuted and misus'd And godliness was for the sakes of some Who themselves misbehaved made to come Into suspition and neglected so As with the stream of vice we chose to go And to assure those over us that we From all seditious practises were free Of false mifguided zealots who did not Christ's doctrine follow but it quite forgot And his instructions not by carnal sword To force his kingdom up but by his Word And by a patient suff'ring whatsoere For his Name sake they should be made to bear We thought it best for us to Swear and Rant Carouse or Whore or Warrants out to grant Against Religious persons because they Did meet in private oft to hear or pray Whereby we ran into th' other extream And made our selves as bad or worse then them Seditious persons with whom now we bear This dreadful Doom to be tormented here Accursed be those persons who presum'd Upon their greatness and thereby assum'd To Lord it over our poor Consciences And bow them to their wills on vain pretences Wo worth also those persons who were stil'd The Ministers of Christ and yet beguil'd Our now lost souls by their great ignorance Their blindness and their supine negligence Feeding themselves and vexing us with Suits Or bringing forth many unrighteous fruits Neglecting us to teach or Catechise And by their life and doctrine make us wise By their perverting of the Scriptures and By their false glosses bearing us in hand That if we were Elect we must be saved However we our selves then misbehaved And that some men were then rejected so From all eternity and unto woe Destined that for them there was no grace Nor possibility to
quite XXI Our fall was of our selves It did not come from thee We willingly the way to dye Did chuse but thou wert free XXII Yet blessed be that will That did permit our fall And whatsoere permitted were To any of us all XXIII For now we see 't was well That God did so permit And not withhold that Serpent old From tempting us to it XXIV For hereby he hath shew'd His attributes most clear How foolish we how dear to thee And unto him we were XXV That so we in our selves No more might put our trust Or listen to what led us fro Thee to fulfil our lust XXVI Yea thereby to himself Our hearts he doth indear While we do see what for us he Hath done while such we were XXVII And so it hath ingag'd Us wondrously to thee That thou so high vouchsafest to dye To set such caytiffs free XXVIII When we all helpless were And hopeless were become Thou did'st us save our foes out drave Brought'st us to thy kingdom XXIX There 's nothing in these acts But big with love it is From first to last we love do taste And thee for ever bliss XXX No shorter date can be Sufficient to express Our hearty sense of so immense A love and it confess XXXI Yea wisdom too we see In suffring that our fall It was O King glory to bring To thee in our recal XXXII That thou might'st be made known And the Father in thee That thy love might shine forth most bright And we more happy be XXXIII We never can express Our thanks sufficiently That thou O King did'st back us bring And to that end did'st dye XXXIV Let 's then strike up our strings As Harpers full of skill And sing our song All our ay-long Till we do sing our fill XXXV What one is like to thee Oh holy glorious one What did thee move us thus to love When we were all undone CXXXVI Thou in thy self wast blest Thou character express Of Gods person his only Son His Glories full brightness XXXVII It was exceeding love And goodness to us when I' th' dust we lay and were but clay To make us living men XXXVIII In thy divine Image And to be like to thee A living soul and to controule All things in Earth and Sea XXXIX How could the dust deserve To be preferred so It was only thy pleasure high Thus thereunto to do XL. Yet as it did no good Such favour to procure So it no bad within it had For all thy works were pure XLI Whereas we not only Void of all goodness were But had done ill yet 't was thy will Favour to us to bear XLII All those expressions great Of love when we were dust We valued not but quite forgot To satisfie a lust XLIII The Serpent who no good Had done for us at all Far before thee preferred we When we from thee did fall XLIV For without any shew That it was true he said We took his lye threw thy truth by Thy love aside we laid XLV Oh great ingratitude Folly and madness great So easily to throw thee by And suffer such a cheat XLVI Whereby we were defil'd And made thine enemies Very unjust and fil'd with lust And all things good despise XLVII Yet that thou might'st us save Thou wast content to be For us made flesh in our likeness Such sin except as we XLVIII Thou did'st not take the form Of some great King or Lord Like a servant poor and in want Thou we'rt of men abhor'd XLIX In which abased forme Great grief thou did'st sustain Yea for our good to shed thy blood Thou didest not disdain L. Oh wond'rous love indeed That one so great and high Who did proceed from God should bleed And for us sinners dye LI. Besides reproaches blows Abuses shame and scorn Thy bloody sweat agony great Whereby thy life was worn LII The curse which was our due Thou also did'st endure In the grave lay till the third day Our freedom to procure LIII Yea also thou went'st down Into the lower Hell As one bereft of God and left Thy griefs no tongue can tell LIV. It was no gain from us That thou could'st get thereby When we most had we could not add Unto thy Majesty LV. But how much less when we Had lost what thou did'st give And nothing had but what was bad And were unfit to live LVI Oh what was sinful man That thou should'st him so love At such a cost to save the lost What pitty did thee move LVII How can we but confess That thine of right we are Since thou us made thy life down laid Us when sinners to spare LVIII And yet that was not all Thy love did so exceed 'T was not only least we should dye That for us thou did'st bleed LIX Thou like to us was 't made And our deserts did'st bear That we might be made like to thee Thy robes of glory wear LX. Oh depth oh heigth of love None may compare with thee So low to lye that we so high Who were so low might be LXI Which thing to bring about God raised thee again For pangs of death or Hell beneath Could not thee long detain LXII Because thou art the life The life eternal and Against that life no mortal strife Of Death or Hell could stand LXIII The Serpent and his slaves Did strive thee down to hold But all in vain thou rose again As was of thee foretold LXIV Oh mighty conqueror A glorious conquest here Thou oâ—â—â— evil sin World and Devil Triumphantly did'st bear LXV This was the glorious fight This was the day indeed Which God did make for his Names sake This did from him proceed LXVI These were the wars of God A battel bravely fought 'Twixt th' innocent and the Serpent Whereby our peace was wrought LXVII No war was like to this This the foundation laid Of all the blows and overthrows Upon the foes since made LXVIII Those were the mortal foes Of God and mankind too ' Gainst God's glory and Man's safety Their malice thy did show LXIX Oh Prince of might elect God's dear and only Son Thou them withstood unto thy blood Wherethrough the field was won LXX This field for us was fought Their helpless prey were we But thou them foil'd and their plot spoil'd Ransom'd we were by thee LXXI We were thy lawful prize And thou our lawful Lord Oh happy day then all did say Who did believe thy word LXXII How deadly was that thrall In which before we lay No Tyrants fell be so cruel To use their slaves as they LXXIII Here was the coming in Of all our future good Our hopes of all that since did fall On this foundation stood LXXIV We never had come here Or this glory possest Unless thou Lamb had'st overcame And given us this conquest LXXV Here through thou took'st the spoiles Of all thine enemies And went'st on high triumphantly With those thy victories LXXVI Oh who this victory This Conquest gotten
thus Can so set forth as suits it's worth Here 's work enough for us LXXVII Thy mighty arme O Lord Did to thy self obtain This vishory though we thereby The benefit did gain LXXVIII Thy glorious Father who Had chosen thee to this Who thee beheld and in 't upheld Then took thee up to bliss LXXIX Oh how his soul was pleas'd To see this field thus won Such conquest got over that plot Which had us all undone LXXX Oh how he did delight Thee to receive up then Placing thy Throne his right hand on Above Angels and Men. LXXXI And as he had thee chose This battel for to fight So did he chuse thee still to use In all his acts of might LXXXII He made thee to be Lord O're all things low and high That they should be subject to thee To all eternity LXXXIII And that thou might'st us bring To all this happiness Thee he appointed and eke anointed To glorious Offices LXXXIV A Prophet he thee made To us to prophecy To shew the way which to thee lay And guide us in 't safely LXXXV And our High-Priest to be Having such sacrifice Up-offered so accepted As God will ne'r't despise LXXXVI And that thou may'st always Before his face appear For men to plead and intercede Their sins away to bear LXXXVII And be the way whereby We might an access have To th' holy place to see God's face And fully us to save LXXXVIII And also to be King Of Saints and Nations too Such to protect as be subject And all their foes ore-throw LXXXIX To all which Offices As Man he thee ordain'd As a reward of that most hard Service which thou sustain'd XC And that unto all these Thou might'st well furnish'd be That his fulness thou should'st possess He granted unto thee XCI Of which he did thee judge Most worthy so do we Angels and Men both now and then That thou should'st highest be XCII Thou only worthy art Oh Judah's Lyon stout To take that Book and on it look That 's seal'd within without XCIII The Book of Prophecy Or of God's counsels deep That none unseal 't could or reveal 't None now have cause to weep XCIV Thou Lamb was 't found most meet To open it and read It to unfold thou may'st be bold Who for our sins did'st bleed XCV And by thy blood us bought From every Land to be God's Priests and Kings and o're all things On Earth now reign do we XCVI Yea all the Angels too Fully agree to this That thou who was 't slain for us hast Most worthily all bliss XCVII Power wisdom riches strength Who may like thee possess Thou art worthy Kingly glory And as a Priest to bless XCVIII That what thou did'st obtain Thou may'st distribute too Such honour bear as every where Thy Fathers will to do XCIX For such was this exployt In which thou won'st this field That every thing to thee as King All honour well may yield C. And worthily thou hast In all thy power behav'd Thy self in all did since befall Wherein thou hast us sav'd CI. For other battels yet Remain'd for thee to fight In which thou too thy love did'st show Thy wisdom strength and might CII When thou had'st won that field And right to us had'st got Such yet our state we did thee hate Or to thee yielded not CIII Although the Serpent had No right to us at all His arms were gone law he had none To keep us still in thrall CIV Yet by his subtlety He still did hold us fast And to him we subject would be And freedom would not taste CV For what we had from him Received formerly Did yet remain in every vein Working effectually CVI. We yet were ignorant Errour our minds possest Lust in us lay and bare the sway No good was in our brest CVII For yet we knew no thee Who such things for us wrought Yea falsly we conceiv'd of thee In our vain mind and thought CVIII Oh what a do had'st thou To gain us to thee here For through the lies of th' enemies We much bewitched were CIX So much aâ—hored we To their false flatteries Our eyes we clos'd our selves oppos'd Against thy verities CX Against us then to fight We caused thee that we Our foes might leave and thee receive Our God and guide to be CXI Though not against us so As what did us mislead And us detain'd fast bound and chain'd Did'st thou therein proceed CXII It still was thy design Our sinful souls to save But to destroy what did annoy Our souls and them inslave CXIII A double edged sword Proceeded from thy mouth One edge kil'd sin and did us win To love thee and thy truth CXIV The other edge cut down Those who held fast their lust Cleaving to it into the pit Of wrath thou them hast thrust CXV And such our folly was Our loathness sin to leave That with th' unjust we might been thrust Our portion to receive CXVI But blessed be thy love The spring of all our good And blest thy truth which from thy mouth We heard and understood CXVII And blest thy patience And thy forbearance great Away to throw us thou wast slow But thou did'st for us wait CXVIII Oh had'st thou been but quick Our many faults to mark We had our lot with those forgot Who perish in the dark CXIX And blest thy holy Spirit Which â—o thy truth display'd That by his hand it t' understand At length he us all made 120. Blest be thy wisdome too And thy great skilfulness In ordering all that did befall In all occurrences 121. Thou hast the Learned's tongue In skill thou art expert Both to imbrace and hide thy face To kill and to convert 122. Thy way is in the deep Thy footsteps who hath known Hadst thou nere frown'd and us nigh drown'd We had been overthrown 123. By Chastisements Reproofs Darkness and waters deep Thou hast us oft fought out and taught And us from Hell distd keep 124. By them thou us hast oft So nurtur'd from our youth As us inclin'd and bow'd our mind To listen to thy truth 125. Which through thy gentleness And grace therein display'd Though oft withstood yet 't was so good As us 't obedient made 226. Thou rod'st on prosperously In meekness truth and love Which did us melt when we it felt And our hearts to thee move 127. Such were the ways whereby Our hearts thou didst subdue Error expelling and Sathan quelling And making us anew 128. Though divers methods thou With us was pleas'd to take As thou didst see might meetest be Thy people us to make 129. When thou didst us espouse To thy self by thy grace Us in thee planting and to us granting To have a fixed place 130. Wherein thy love was rich Surpassing every thought That we of thee branches should be Who formerly were naught 131. For we deserv'd â—â—ave been Cut down and wholly cast Into the fire to have the hire Of all our evils
hard that if I do Him chuse and after his advises go How shall I live for I have heard that He Hath told his followers that they shall be Hated of all men and shall troubles find The world will perfecute oppress and grinde Them all to pieâ—es How then shall I live Or what can comfort in such cases give Besides I many things for this Life want A Wife or Husband Riches Honour shan't I first look after these and have a care I don't deprive my self of things that are Most reedful for me here I hope I may First seek these things for my support and stay And afterwards seek after God and find him But till I have those things I cannot mind him Man But mind my Soul what He who doth thee love And suits thee sâ—â—ll-hereto it doth behove Thee well to weigh whither against these things He any Antidote sufficient brings Lord cause my Soul to understand and know What to such fears and cares thou dost us show Chr. Dear Soul confider me life up thine eye From what 's about thee there and see what I Am and have done for thee and then mind well What to assure thee of welfare I tell I am the WONDERFUL and wondrous things I have effected whereof the World rings Such as none else besided the i◠〈…〉 Both God and Man hypostatically Or in one person The Immanuel God so in me as in none else doth dwell Such things I 've done and do as none else did My worth and name though much dâ—â— ar'd is hid So that it cannot all seen or known be None but my Father fully knoweth the. I am the Counsellor with me is skill And Wisedom how to manage what I will I know what things have been what are and shall Hereafter unto any man befall I know thy mold and temper what thou art And what thou want'st whither what 's sweet or tart Be better for thee what is in thy mind And wherein thou felicity mayst find What or who are against thee who befriend thee What may indanger thee and what may mend thee How Harm thon may'st incur and how avoid it What this or that would be if thou injoy'd it There 's nothing hid from me I I can tell How to dispose of Thee and thy things well And I 'm so good and faithful that nothing I will advise Thee but what good may bring I am the MIGHTY GOD all power I have To order and dispose to kill or save None greater is than I because in me All fulness of the Godhead dwells and he With all his power and glory doth me fill So that I can do what soer'e I will My Fathers will is mine and mine is his But one will only in us both there is And I can execute it all with ease Because I can do whatsoer'e I please All power in Heaven and upon earth is mine I can make all things together combine To bring about my purpose Angels men Yea and infernal spirits I can when And as I please make use of and imploy To bring about thy sorrow or thy joy For I 'm th' ALL-MIGHTY GOD and I can do Whatever I do purpose there is no Thing to be done or word that I do say But I can do it too and in what way I please whither with many or with few With means or without means I can renew The heart though it be foul 〈◊〉 and rain And I can raise thy â—â—dy up again When dead and turn'd to dust and rottenness I can do all things my power is boundless And I 'm the LORD of Hosts all things below 〈◊〉 Be put and do their best obedience owe me All that my Father hath is mine and I Invested am with full authority Over all things the earth is mine and all That is therein and I can for them call And use them and imploy them as I will Even the whole World what heav'n Earth and Seas sill And I the Everlasting Father am Though as a Child into the World I came Born of a Woman given a Son to be To mankind â— comfort unto them and Thee That I might bring yet from Eternity I was brought forth and liv'd in great Glory Yea on me now the Goverment as made A Child and Son for man is wholly laid And both for ancientness wisdome and care To see and to provide for thy welfate I may a Father from of old be stild And Thou on me depend mayst as a Child For I 'm the Faithful God th' Amen am Who never fails my friend not tell a ly But speak in righteousness and am upright And Truth and Uprightness are my delight Falshood and lies I perfectly do hate Deceit and wickedness abominate There 's nothing wreathed or perverse from Me. No guile defiles my heart no flattene Proceedeth from my lips what 〈◊〉 I say For just and true all men believe it may I 'm full of goodness and of mercy too I 'm Love it self and all in Love I doe To those that listen to me all my ways Are Truth and Mercy every one doth praise Me and my works and doings who me know And all my Saints my worthiness do show For I 'm the PRINCE of PFACE too by my blood I took away what against mankind stood To keep him out from God fin law and death And I create Peace by my holy Breath What ever is mans trouble or his sear If he 'll obey me I his heart will chear I will dispel his dumps errours mistakes And what annoys my powerful word it makes Peace and gives quiet I the floods controul And I with goodness satisfie the Soul My works declare my Name they clearly shew My wisdom Greatness Goodness that I 'm true And kind and loving See what I for Thee And all have done Let my works speak for me I for mans sake and for thy cause came down From Heaven laid by my Royal Râ—bes and Crown Was made a man yea poor and full of grief Sustain'd your curse and death that so relief To thee and mankind I thereby might bring Oh many griefs and agonies did wring And pierce my Spotless soul I passed through Many temptations way both smooth and rough To Grave and Hell that so I might obtain Freedom there from for youâ— I rose again And up to Heaven ascended there to be With and from God a SAVIOUR unto Thee There I appear for the an HIGHPRIEST great To intercede for mercy and intreat Gods favour towards thee thy sins to cover And to obtain that God may pass them over A Merciful High-Priest who mercy can Shew forth and exercise to sinful man Tender his weakness and conpassionate Those that are in a poor afflicted State Yea I did therefore suffer and did prove Many temptations is it did behove That so the tempted and the miserable To succour and relieve I might be aâ—le All which of my mere merey did proceed For of mankind I had at all no need
grave And I can give those things in mercy too And unto them that fear me often do Or if I do those things deny unto them By those denyals greater good I do them For it is in my power to blast or bless I can do what I will bee 't more or less Yea if all things thou hast to thy desire And hast not mee they 'l fit thee more for fire Even for that endless misery which shall On all such as rebell against me fall And therefore it s thy best to follow me Walking in my good paths for so I thee Will care for and will guide in all thy ways To do the thing which shall tend to my praise And to thy profit I to thee will give What shall be for thy good while thou dost live And fit thee for the world to come also That into life eternal thou mayst go Seek then my favour first to Godliness Addict thy self for that the promises Of both lives hath both this and that to come So that thou may'st most certainly me from Expect all good for both Be thou upright I 'le be thy Sun and Sheiâ—d I 'le give thee Light And I 'le defend thee too I 'le chear and warm thee And keep thee in my ways from what might harm thee Both grace and glory I will give nothing Shall be witholden from thee that may bring Advantage to thee and conduce unto Thy having that great bless to which I woo Give up thy self to me and so I will Thy wishes and thy prayers all fulfill So far as is good for thee and nought shall That may be prejudicial thee befall If with bad Wife or Husband I thee try Ill Neighbors losses or with poverty I 'le turn those waters of afflictions too Into the Wine of comfort I will do All for thy good thou shalt not need to fear That I will harm thee if thou wilt me hear Deny thy self and lusts yield up to me And my salvation thou shalt surely see In stead of what thou lustest after I Will give thee what is good assuredly Better a little with my love then more With my displeasure hear thou me therefore In me put all thy trust and do what 's good Thou then shalt surely have both house and food Delight thy self in me I 'le satisfy Thy soul with good and all thy needs supply Commit thy way to me wholly depend Upon me and I 'le always thee defend And bring thee to great glory in the end Canto VII Or the closing Canto I will say of the Lord he is my Rock my Fortress my God in him I will trust Ps 91.2 The Soul approves what 's said yet adds Some other fears and what yet sadds But in his answers Christ it glads The difficulties in the way How eas'ly it may go astray How its corruptions do it sway These be its fears But Christ replies What helps against all those fears lies In him and what his grace supplies The Soul prevail'd with at the last Complies with Christ on him doth cast It self and praises him full fast Prays for his further favour He Accepts it and most willingly Receives it his Consort to be Yet tells it that he must it try That so He may it purify Before the full solemnity The Soul submits only do'h pray His love and help in all his Way And then to hast the Marriage day Soul LORD I have heard thy words and they be good So far as yet I have them understood By which I also verily believe That they much better be than I conceive But there 's another thought yet in my brest Which hath me oft times with sad fears opprest The things which thou requir'st and call'st me to Are very difficult for we to do The way is narrow and I quickly may Step out of it aside and go astray Yea there so many false pretenders be Which take thy name and come in stead of thee And I so weak and foolish am that I May easily be cheated with a ly And take it for thy truth I hear the gate Which leadeth unto life is very straight I must deny my self mine own right eye Where it offends pluck out and cast it by Cut off my right hand or right foot when they Prove an occasion that I go astray Yea thou so pure and holy art thou dost Require of me to part with every lust A God thou art of eyes so clear and pure That no iniquity thou canst indure But on the other side I am so bad That on my lusts and Idols oft I 'm mad My lasts do stick so to me that they are As dear or dearer then my life I care Not it to hazzard sometimes them to spare I am so weak I cannot go the way Wherein such difficulties find I may Yea I am dead in sins dead to all good How can I serve thee then against a flood Of violent assaults of sin and Devil And world on all hands tempting me to evil Thou say'st thou loving art and just and wise Wilt thou require impossibilities Chr. Be not discourag'd Soul though weak thou be And sinful too there 's help enough in me Though straight the gate though narrow be the way Fear not for yet through me enter thou may My power is seen in weakness 't is my praise Even sinful souls to save the dead to raise It is a true and faithful saying and Worthy to be receiv'd on every hand That I into the world did therefore come That I might sinners save the chief of whom I oft have saved too my glory lies In doing of impossibilities Such things as be beyond the strength of man And Angels too and none but I do can For sinners and for dead men I did dy And over sin and death the victory I have obtain'd and now I am become A quickning Spirit I raise the dead the dumb I make to speak the deaf I make to hear Blind men to see the timerous not to fear I am the chosen one my God upheld me In all my agonies and now hath fild me With all the fulness of the Spirit which He Hath caus'd for evermore to rest on me Because he hath appointed me that I Should in his Soveraign Authority And power unto the Gentiles void of skill And judgment to discern and do his will Judgment bring forth and cause them to discern His excellencies and his ways to learn That all his pleasure I might do and 't is His will that my beholders I should bliss That who submits to me should never perish But I should evermore him love and cherish Work all his works in and for him till I Make him compleat and save him perfectly And I am faithful I do never fail I 'm not faint hearted nothing shall me quail Nought me discourage which in him I find Of death or weakness who my words doth mind Such a Physician I am as can cure The sickest patient and can endure To bear their
wholly to My self conform thee for although thou be Or weak or dead there 's life enough in me Who am the Resurrection and Life too So that though men be dead yet if they do Believe on me I Life to them will give And living and believing they shall live For ever why dost thou thy weakness plead To this or that or tell me thou art dead There 's the more need on that account that thou Yield up thy self to me down thy self bow To my dispose who all things fully have That may supply thy wants and thy soul save I know thou' rt weak and dead and all that 's naught I need not what 's in man by Thee be taught Nay I do therefore woe thee that I may By curing thee remove those things away If such a one thou wert not then no need For me so seek thee or that thou take need To me to save thee but if thou l't be mine As I have often said I will be thine And what 's mine shall be thine also and sure My things are able thy weal to procure My wisdome thou shaâ—t haâ—e the way to show And thee to help weâ—lthy concerns to know And to direct thee how to make thy choice In every thing do but thou hear my voice My strength shall strengthen thee to walk my way Enter the straight gate and my will obey Though thou be weak and in the strength thaâ—s thine Canst not do this or that canst not in mine I 'le be thy holiness my Spirit I 'le give To thee that therein thou mayst act and live Or rather acted be and live cannot My holy spirit fetch out every spot That cleaves to thee and so display my love As thee from all thy Idols to remove It s not in thine own self that I require Thee this or that to do or ought desire It s in me and what 's mine which I therefore Freely thee give because I know thou' rt poor Naked and dead and weak and wretched too Nothing that 's good hast nought that 's good canst do I 'le be thy husband and I am so good I 'le bear with all thy badness till my blood And grace hath betterd thee I will thou l't see Demean my self so gently toward thee That with my gentleness I 'le break thine heart And make thee cleave to me and to depart From all thine Idols do but thou consent My Grace shall be for theâ—e sufficient The fountain of thy sin is great indeed But of my grace the fountain doth exceed No weakness death or badness that 's in thee No difficulties in the way that be Shall hinder thee from bliss If thou l't but give Thy self unto me freely thou shalt live Oh take my yoke upon thee it shall bow thee And bear my burthen it shall not ore-throw thee For my yokes easy give consent and go Forth in my strength all things for thee I 'le doeâ— In all things be for me and then I will Be for thee too and and all thy works fulfill Lean on mine arm or shoulder I 'le sustain thee And though thou homely bee'st I 'le not disdain thee As upon Eagles wings I will thee bear And carry thee through all do not thou fear Only yield unto me my voice to hear Through all the Wilderness I will thee guide In every danger I 'le from ill thee hide I 'le never never leave thy soul untill All my good pleasure I in thee fulfill All things are ready only yield thy will Incline thine ear and hear me do not stop It against me and I 'le my doctrine drop So thereunto that even thy very heart It shall make willing and thy soul convert And cause thee from thy Idols to depart Do but so hear me as to know my name That known thy heart to trust in me will frame Soul And is it so dear Lord then what shall let But that to thee I yield my self and set My heart upon thee wholly I refign My self up to thee to be only thine Help me herein for thou art good indeed None is like to thee while thy words I heed Marrow they are and and fatness to my tast Oh thou my soul affected with thee hast Seeing thou camest to save even sinners chief Lord I believe help thou my unbelief None is like thee thou art the only wooer Thou' rt worthy love oh thou most worthy doer Oh take my heart dear Lord for thou alone Art worthy of it and besides thee none There 's none hath done for me such things as thou There 's none besides hath made me such things know There 's none so lovely or so fit for me Therefore dear Lord I yield my self to thee I 'm thine to love and praise thee and thee serve Oh never let me from thee stray or swerve Oh thou art very fair the white and ruddy None may with thee compare make it my study Thee that I may more know and more delight in My self to thee I ow Me thou hast right in When I was damn'd toâ—dy thou didst redeem me And though unworthy I Thou didst esteem me So as thy self to give for me a ranlome That so my soul might live I am unhandsome Worthy great shame and blame but though I naught be Yet blessed be thy name thou hast upsought me Oh that I knew thee more and more did love thee That I might thee adore as 't doth behove me Oh shew thy self to me make me to know thee Make me thy fâ—ce to see and to follow thee I am a sinfull man unworthy of thy love I nothing good do can but what thy wrath may move Yea what of thy good grace thou give'st me power unâ—o Sin hath in me such place as otherwise I do Yet seeing I am thine though I am nothing worth Do thou my heart incline after thee to go forth Set thou my heart and eye with all intensiveness Upon thy Majesty that without pensiveness I may go wheresoe're thou goest me before May unto thee adhaere and ever thee adore Thou all art and in all Thou gav'st thy self for me And whatsoe're befall its meet I be for Thee It was thy pleasure Lord so for my soul to do Oh do thou yet afford thy heavenly grace thereto Those lusts that be in me and which do thee offend Drawing my heart from thee subdue and meamend For I am much amiss and very full of spots That I thy Name may bliss purge thou away my blots Remove my sins away that I to thee may cleave Let me not go astray Do thou me never leave I cannot trust my heart 't is so full of deceit It s apt from thee to start it is a very cheat Do thou it rectiâ—â—e make it to thee upright That I may heartily love thee in thee delight And though I wretched be do not thou me disdain Since thou hast loved me let me thy love retain Thou art the All in all stay my soul upon thee And
That thou mayst me imbracing Thy loves to me impart 85. And all the night of darkness Mayst lodge within my brest And I in thy imbraces May find sweet peace and rest 86. Oh make me subject to thee That thou mayst be above Uniting me unto thee And fill me with thy love 87. And let my loving-kindness Such love again beget That I my heart and bowels May open to thee set 88. And thou thy Word put in me As an immortal seed Fil'd with that Life and Spirit Which doth from thee proceed 89. That thou mayst make me fruitful With fruits of righteousness An of-spring which thine Image May livelily express 90. That thou thy pleasure in me Subject to thee mayst take And I have pleasures in thee Which may me chearful make 91. Oh make thou me so lovely That thou mayst count me meet For such communion with thee As is so pure and sweet 92. That chaste I may be to thee And content in thee find That none else I may look to Or covet in my mind 93. May never go a whoring From under thee my Lord But may be fully pleased With what thou dost afford 94. Nor only let me love thee Like to some Concubine So as for pleasures only Me to thee to incline 95. But as a Spouse and chaste one Though thou shouldst them withhold Yet I may love thy person And vertues manifold 96. And thine affaires take care of As things that are mine own And faithfully observe what Thou shalt to me make known 97. Leaving it to thy wisdom Those pleasures to impart Which cannot but be pleasing And satisfie my heart 98. But let me not love pleasures So as if thou delay Thine to impart unto me I should to others stray 99. But make me ever willing To stay and waite for thee Who when thou seest it fitting Will thine impart to me 100. Thou art the only worthy To be lov'd and obey'd Oh that my heart upon thee More fixed were and stay'd 101. Oh sanctifie me to thee And my soul purifie Bless rods and mercies to me That I to sin may dye 102. And unto all that from thee Would steal my heart away That I may live unto thee In what I do and say 103. Thou art the lovely portion Riches and honour dwell In thee with whatsoever Delights and doth excel 104. Oh were my heart reduced To that simplicity That I might chuse and love thee And cleave to thee only 105. I would not change my lot there For any of the heigths Of highest greatest persons My earnest groans and sighs 106. Shall reather be through suff'rings To have thy company Then live else where without thee In greatest jollity 107. With all the greatest fulness This World to them affords Who live in its embracements As high and mighty Lords 108. Yet thou hast room for them too In thy high palaces Oh make thou them acquainted With thy sweet embraces 109. Oh make them see how empty All things without thee are That they may flock unto thee Seeing thee only fair 110. All honour be unto thee Thou only worthy one For it is due unto thee And unto thee alone 111. In oneness with the Father And with the holy Spirit Thou worthy art all blessing For ever to inherit 112. To thee it 's my desire To leave my self and all I am with whatsoever I through thy gift mine call 113. Lord pardon my abuses Of thy great love to me And make my soul both upright And constant unto thee 114. So that thy blessing ever May on my soul remain And cleanse me so as that thou Mayst not my work disdain 115. Purge out what doth offend thee And make me white and pure That thou mayst ever own me And I be ever sure 116. Of thy love and thy favour Which life doth far excel And in thine heavenly mansions May with thee ever dwell Amen and Amen FINIS A Posie Improved UPON THE POSIE of a RING Love Love Love EPAVCIS MVLTA I. AMongst the pretty Poseys I have seen Which either friends or lovers have invented I have on none to discant tempted been Nor hath any my fancy more contented If rightly 't be apply'd then this above This one word thrice repeated Love Love Love II. What man it was who did the same invent From whom or unto whom the token came Whether some Love to his Love it sent Or for what other cause some did it frame It matters not nor what they did thereby Intend unto their friend to signifie III. Perhaps some young man who his Mistress loved Or else some Mistress who did love her Friend And want of love again or fear'd or proved In them they loved did this token send Their love to quicken and their constancy To them the better to provoke hereby IV. Like as some person who while he assays To do or reach for something and doth fall Into some danger whence he cannot raise Or save himself most earnestly doth call Help Help Help tripling it vehemently As like to suffer greatly else thereby V. So possibly some lover while he sought The pleasing object of his love to gain Being into some doubt or question brought Thereof or meeting with slights or disdain Might in his earnestness cry as above As one else like to perish Love Love Love VI. Perhaps some wanton who had lust mistook For love seeking his lust to satisfie Might send it to his Harlot to provoke Her fond affection unto him thereby Exhorting her to love love love again That oft his will with her he might obtain VII Perhaps some person who had lov'd too much Some other person and loves flames had felt Sadly to scorch him when they did him touch His folly wailing on this subject dwelt As crying out upon a thing so hot Whence He much heart smart and much hurt had got VIII That carnal love I mean wherein the creature Is made the object of a blind affection Doteing upon its beauty parts or feature Which when it meets with slighting and rejection As oft it s foolishly misplac't on what Either's unlawful or repays with hate IX Brings forth instead of pleasure doleful grief Stinging the soul with fears and sad despairs Distractions jealousies without relief And many fruitless dumps and waking cares Causing such one out of this love to cry Bewailing thus his fortune bitterly X. Love Love Love thou art a most cruel thing When fixt on some disdainful one thou' rt found Thy sweets are bitter thou leav'st many a sting Infusest venom and the heart dost wound Oh had thy fond deceits my soul ne'r tainted Oh had I with thy force ne'r been acquainted XI Love Love Love that fond thing which men so call Woe worth the time I did thee intertain Expecting sweetness where I meet with gall And pleasures where I nothing find but pain Unhappy soul that longedst after fruit That may not be obtained by any suit XII Would I had hardned against thee my heart
are In God and so agreeing None 's so fair XXXVIII Behold his lively image Chirst our Lord Where God himself unto us doth present He 's white and ruddy his face doth afford What ever may our souls like and content Power wisdom greatness riches glory grace And all that suits our wants dwells in his face XXXIX What ever we can wish desire or crave That may promote our hearts content or ease In God we may behold it and it have Yea so as perfectly our hearts to please When healed so as we can see aright All beauty 's far below his glory bright XL. If love and bounty may challenge as due Affection from us He the first is there God loves so and his favours old and new Are such as none like them there ever were We nothing have that 's good but He it gave us We no ill scape but He therefrom doth save us XLI Oh who God's love and goodness can set forth Who can his benefits justly repeat Their number 's numberless and such their worth As cannot be exprest it is so great Behind before about us look we round Above beneath we see his love abound XLII Where shall we first begin where make an end If with the world's beginning that 's too late Before the World God did us good intend Sure then his love is of an elder date And it 's his desire we should do well for ever His love 's eternal then and endeth never XLIII When God did make this World and Being give Unto each thing therein it was for man That He might be well and contented live Yea h's thoughts to make it before it began Were with an eye to us that we might Be And might his goodness and his glory see XLIV What a well furnisht house did God provide With all accomodations that might make Our lives most comfortable yea beside We of his heav'nly Image did partake God gave us pow'r and rule over the rest Of creatures and with fitness for 't us blest XLV Wisdom he gave to manage such a pow'r And such a manly courage majesty And countenance as well might make them lowre That would but dare t' oppose his Sovereignty Yea male and female for each other meet He made us that our converse might be sweet XLVI Yea further he did also us create Capable with himself converse to have And did his mind to us communicate What could we more of him desire or crave How great his love and goodness to us then When we were innocent and upright men XLVII But yet his love he shewed forth more sully When we by sin were fallen into woe And sins curst fruits did soul and body sully And we deserv'd he should have been our foe When we were helpless and had ever perish't Unless his love had us reliev'd and cherish't XLVIII When the whole World could not relieve our case But more then a whole World it did require To ransom us from ruin that his face We might behold with joy and ' scape his ire Then more then all this World he for us gave Oh how he lov'd us that he might us save XLIX He to redeem us sent his only Son Cloth'd with our flesh and blood made poor and weak Made sin and curse for us as one undone That he the pow'r of sin and curse might break He him deliver'd to death on the cross That by his death he might repair our loss L. Yet neither did his love and goodness here Take up and cease but knowing that we wanted A quickning pow'r us up again to rear And keep from death that quickning pow'r he granted For raising up his Son again from dead He fil'd him with all fulness o' th' God-head LI. Set him upon the throne of Majesty Made him a quickning spirit and so gave Him cloth'd with pow'r and all Authority To bring us back again from sin death grave Yea rescue and defend us from the Devil Fill us with blessings free us from all evil LII His Son his only Son by whom he made This World and all therein he thus did give A gift beyond the World it can't be said How great a gift he was that we might live For he a person is excelling far All things that by him either were of are LIII Through him he daily doth us feed and cloth And bountifully lade with benefits Upholds us in our tryals don't us loath Though bad requitals oft from us he gets Yea Heaven he opens to us and displays His glory to us thither us to raise LIV. Through his dear blood he hath prepar'd a way And grace affords that we his Sons may be Injoy his favour see his face alway Be satisfied with good from ill be free Yea and in glory ov'r other things Reign to eternity with him as Kings LV. The good and glory which he hath prepared For us unworthy sinful wretched men In our return to him can't be declared Oh what a lover of us is He then Yea all his rods and chastisements do tend To bring us to those joys that have no end LVI And to impow'r and move us to repent And close with him his Spirit doth us give With that grace and those means which us prevent That we though dead may hear and hearing live So that but yielding our obedience to him He 'll work our works nought shall pluck us fro him LVII He calls us to him bids us ask and crave What ever good we want us to supply Cleaving to him we shall it surely have For nought that 's good for us will he deny Yea much he freely gives unaskt that so To hope in him and ask he might us wooe LVIII And more then we can ask or think he 'll give Yea more then now our narrow hearts can hold If we believe on him and to him live The glory he will give cannot be told What love 's like his or where is such a lover Amongst all persons that we can discover LIX There 's none in Earth beneath nor Heaven above That loves like him his love if we do heed 'T will us convince that him again to love It 's meet yea love to him in us 't will breed The first love to him then rightly belongs Let him be first in all our praising songs LX. Yea he 's so worthy love that well we may Treble the exhortation with respect To him and to our selves and others say Love Love Love God who ever we neglect He 's worthy and we 're backward him to love Need therefore fervently thereto to move LXI Yea love 's his due in the highest degree Because his goodness is superlative With all things that we have with all we be He 's worthy love so long as we 're alive Love God therefore with all thy mind heart soul Love Love Love and let nought that love controule LXII Love God with all thy mind to him attend Consider what of him we hear and find Yea set our selves
to kill CXII Some men their praise with men and reputation With fools so love that so they may them get They 'll shape their manners into any fashion And faith and conscience too to sale they 'll set Turning their backs on all that God prescribes Rather then bear therefore some taunts or jibes CXIII Some for their honour so ambitious are That rather then they 'll loose a cap or knee They 'll fret and sume yea for it they don't care A Mans or Nations ruine if they see Because unto proud Haman Mordecay Would not bow down he all the Jews would slay CXIV Some men for their inriching are so set That so they may but their estates increase Though by oppressing others they it get By lying cheating breaking of the peace They matter not nay they 'll for money sell Both God and Heaven and give themselves to Hell CXV Some men their own delights their pleasures ease So love and value that they matter not For God or men so they themselves may please And have their belly-chear punk pipe and pot Give them their hawks hounds pastimes sports plays They matter not what God's laws or Man's says CXVI Some folks their forms and handsomeness so prize That all their care is wholly thereon set How they some pretty fashion may devise Their hair trim or their cloths i' th' new cut get Yea so thy be but fashionably fine Their souls may perish and the poor may pine CXVII Some men their own inventions so set by Or their own fancies in Religion That of true godliness the heart may dye So be their ceremonies go but on Let others rack their conscience let them kill Their bodies loose their souls they 'll have their will CXVIII Nay many who do honest men appear And from gross acts of wickedness are free Who by no means will lye be drunk steal swear Yet their own things so mind from God they flee Their Oxen Farmes Trades Merchandise or Wives God of their Love Heaven of their Souls deprives CXIX But this unto mens selves is no right love But hatred rather it may well be stil'd Beause their hearts from God it doth remove And their souls are thereby of life beguil'd A man's soul is himself who that neglects Himself doth hate what ever he respects CXX It 's something else that men do love indeed In this false self love it 's a self of sin Which did from Sathan at the first proceed And at this motion Adam first let in Sin so in man dwells and 's with him so one That is as a man's self is oft spoke on CXXI Thence we are bid our members on the Earth To mortifie when he that bids us so Uncleanness fornication lawless mirth Therein forbids and what may us undo It 's this indeed that man so likes and loves And it 's the love of this that God reproves CXXII The true love to our selves it is imply'd In that which God requires of us as that The Lord we seek love serve his will abide With patience love our neighbours all ill hate Himself he truly loves who doth indeavour For what his soul will happy make for ever CXXIII He that regardeth not God's holy Word To hear and learn and carefully obey Who seeketh not to know and have the Lord His Father friend his comfort help and stay Who hates his neighbours and doth love his lust Loves not himself but 's to himself unjust CXXIV He that doth truly love himself doth take The course that tends directly to his good Doth seek to know it doth inquiry make For it not resting till 't is understood Above his sense and body loves his soul And whatsoere would harme it doth controule CXXV Who loves himself indeed doth hate all sin In love to Christ his lust he will deny Will walk in all good ways the World to win Would not offend God or men injury Commits himself to God on him doth stay And from his holy fear turns not away CXXVI Thus if this posie thou do'st understand Thou mayst do well to bear it in thy mind Yea did'st thou wear it then upon thine hand And practise it thou thence much good might'st find Love not thy lusts the world or worldly pelf But love God love thy neighbour love thy self CXXVII But if God thou neglect'st to love and for True love to others and thy self do'st place Some blind affections to their friendship or Their proper stature fair or comely face Which being of the flesh though green and fair They now do seem but grass and flowers are CXXVIII Or if thou thine own wit and parts adoring Thy will thy pleasures beauty strength or ways Or with thine own invention go'st a whoring Or dot'st on thine own honour name or praise Or any like affection in the stead Of true love placing do'st this posie read CXXIX Then thou this posie do'st not well apply Nor need'st such iterations to incite Thy love but rather need'st that to deny Then to foment because thy love 's not right Love not love not love not well may we say When ours or other mens affections stray CXXX Love not the World nor things thereof so saith The holy Ghost from fleshly lusts abstain They fight against our souls lead from the faith Deprive us of all good and make us vain Lord all unlawful love purge out of me And make me love my self my neighbours Thee Another POSIE O. M. W. R. God first doth try then satisfie I. HOW wondrous are God's ways He is most worthy praise His counsels all are very deeply laid The fool can't in his mind His methods see or find Who of his judgments may not be afraid Through Seas and Wilderness his ways lie Yet when he hath try'd he doth satisfie II. His works are so i' th' dark To us who can them mark Till he doth bring them forth unto the light Though he i' th' dark begin Yet doth he never lin Till by his lustre he dispel the night Then they who fear'd and sorrow'd may espy How much they err'd and praise him heartily III. This is that way of God With all his Saints oft trod As at the first light out of darkness sprung So through much darkness he Hath made his people see The light of life where-through thy oft have sung Christ fills his vessels first with water and Then waters turns to wine by his command IV. And this he doth that so He might make us forgo Those lusts and Idols whereunto we cleave And those sins mortifie Which else would make us dye He proves whether for him we them will leave And may we not when try'd as dross be found God will us save and our joys shall abound V. God tryed Abraham When out of Vr he came From 's kindred and his country made to go But yet he did him save And better lands he gave Then that was which he call'd brought him fro An heavenly country he before him set Which caus'd his
Quis leget aut emet haec SEE here my friends that which with much expence Of time and money if without offence I may suggest it I prepared have Your good to further and your souls to save Is here exposed to you will you read it So as with seriousness to mind and heed it Will you with little charge and cost that buy Which doth me in far greater charges lye Your pains in Reading it will be far less Than mine it to Compose and in this dress To make it ready for you and your gain Will far exceed your cost if it remain Upon your Reading it in memory And if unto the practise you apply Your hearts of what it tends to as you ought You will not then repent that you it bought But I observe it some men's humour is To slight and undervalue things like this They 'll rather idle Ballads buy and read Or such bad Books as vice do breed and feed And what their souls tend to spoil and destroy For pride or belly chear they will imploy Their time and money and it is a grief To find such humours in some men so brief To see no more regard to what with pains And cost prepar'd is for their endless gains Yea sometimes I with such could angry be When such like carriages in them I see Or marvail at their stupidness to slight What their own welfare much advantage might But then when I look higher and reflect Upon the sad regardless disrespect That too too commonly we all express To God and Christ who far more for our bless And endless happiness than any man By all his study and expences can Have done and have prepar'd and tender to us Whereto with much long suff'ring they do wooe us It doth allay my grief and wonder too As to my labours or what others do Of like import for what am I or any Who labour in such studies whereby many Might benefitted be with him compar'd Who hath eternal life for us prepar'd By such a costly way as by the Death Of his dear Son who for us spent his breath And 's life and soul expos'd to many a grief To bring unto our souls endless relief Find we not Christ himself sometime complain That he had labour'd and his strength in vain Had spent while they among whom he had wrought Did all his love and labour set at naught Though he doth freely tender all the good Which he hath bought by his most precious blood For mankind unto whosoever will Accept thereof and take thereof their fill Yet because something he again requires That men do value and which their desires And love are bent upon they should forsake That of his better things they might partake Because he bids us of him his things buy Men do refuse them too too generally Though all he doth require us to forgo Or unto him to offer up that so We might be happy in what he doth give And might with him in joys for ever live Is nothing worth nor worthy to be ey'd Compar'd with what he gave when as he dy'd For us and for our sins his life and blood More precious far than can be understood Or else compar'd with what he gives again Even joys and glory that ever remain If we resent it if our labours be And cost neglected Oh then what may he With whose both pains and cost if we compare Any or all of ours they nothing are His labour and his patience very great Beside his agonies and bloody sweat He went about by Land and Sea that good He might do unto those who shed his blood Which he most freely poured out that we Drinking thereof might blest for ever be Yet amongst men how slender his reward How few his love or labours do regard Such is the Worlds guise such it constantly Hath been to cast their best concernments by While vanity they love and follow after Mere leasings or fond things of mirth and laughter Yea not only such things they disrespect As tend their greatest weal most to effect But oft repay with hatred and disdain The greatest love and things of greatest gain Whereof as Christ himself the Sovereign Lord Of glory so his choise servants afford Sufficient proof and evidence how great Their pains and labour the World to intreat To save their souls how great their diligence By Preaching Writing Travail Patience In good and bad reports and yet how bad Their intertainment every where how sad Their ill requitals oh at how great cost Have we our Bible truths how many lost Their precious lives laid out their strength and time That we might know the way whereby we climb May up to Heaven and happiness yet who Will even for Heaven it self their lusts forgo Well then may I not grutch at cost or pains Nor grumble at any neglects disdain Or what like things me for my labours shall From any man at any time befall Yea if I for my labours disrespect May meet with it may make me to reflect Upon my self and smiting on my thigh To say Thus thus too much and oft have I Requited God Christ and the holy Ghost And those his servants who unto our coast With pains and travail God's truth carried forth Truths of unspeakable and boundless worth Why then should I complain if I should find Such disrespects as suit less with my mind Or why should I expect respect or look For better likement unto any Book Than usual is for all good things to have Hatred they must expect who souls would save When I and others mend and better be To God they will deal well enough with me AN EPITAPH UPON Mr. THOMAS LILLY Of South-Lin I. THou that go'st by cast here thine eye I sometime walked there I was a Flower I stood my hour And now I 'm fallen here II. I in my time was of the prime That lived in this Town A Lilly fresh but I was flesh And Death hath cut me down III. ALl flesh is grass it 's grace doth pass The best is but a flower The stoutest man do what he can Must dye when 't is his hour IV. If riches could Death's force withhold I had not dyed yet Riches good store I had Death's sore Yet thence no cure could get V. I thought of this I sought for bliss I good attention gave To what I heard the Lord I fear'd And as I sought I have VI. O man thou must return to dust What ever now thou art Dust was thy breed and 't is decreed Thou and the World must part VII Yet thou may'st live if thou do'st give Good heed to mend thy ways For though thou dye yet certainly God will again thee raise VIII For Death came in by loathsom sin But Christ for all did dye And unto those who with him close He 'll give the victory IX Nothing beside will long abide But soon will fade away Consider well Take heed of Hell Think on thy dying day X. So farewel friend and God thee send To live so holily That Heaven may be a place for thee When 't is thy turn to dye FINIS Reader there be too many mistakes of Words Letters and Points the chief of them thou hast here a note of and how thou may'st correct them viz. as follows IN the Title page vers last for inot r. into In the Epistle p. 1. vers 14. for too r. two v. 16. r. woe In the Apology p. 3. l. 32. r. such woers p. 4. l. 36. r. I my self submit In the body of the Poem p. 2. l. 30. put out the full stop at bands p. 5. l. 30. r the vile p. 6. l. 33. for to r. so p. 8. l. 14. put out the stroke of the parenthesis and put it in l. 17. after back p. 11. l. 22. r. the better and their talk p. 34. l. 13. r. they may make p. 39. l. 14. r. good God p. 42. l. 30. r. naught p. 44. l. 20. for vow r. bow p. 54. l. 14. for left r. lift p. 58. l. 10. r. in my joys p. 60. l. 20. r. reprov'st us p. 65. l. last for can r. did p. 66. l. 1. and 3. for make r. made p. 69. l. 24. r. that they in their p. 72. l. 34. r. fill us p. 111. l. 14. for whom r. when p. 131. l. 4. for once r. over p. 139. l. 17. for abhorred r. adhered p. 138. al. 140. l. 33. for to r. so p. 148. l. 9. for is r. if and l. 29. put out is p. 151. l. 30. r. fading p. 161. l. 15. for nosh r. now p. 164. l. last r. do pierce p. 167. l. 14. r. show'd p. 172. l. 15. for best r. blest p. 181. l. 24. for but r. by p. 186. l. 15. the word Lamentations should have been in a great and different character as also diverse other words in the foregoing pages p. 211. l. 22. r. death honour p. 224. l. 33. r. between p. 228. l. 5. for thy r. thee p. 232. l. 26. for caret r. care p. 234. l. 16. r. stinch p. 235. l. 6. r. though p. 244. l. 30. r. thy pledge my holy p. 243. l. 27. for fashion r. fathom p. 254. l. 6. put our the stop at so p. 259. l. 27. r. heart p. 256. l. 22. r. ay p. 260. l. 4. for lovely r. lowly p. 264. l. 4. for this r. his p. 267. l. 28. put out not p. 268. l. 7. for soul r. love p. 276. l. last for oft r. oft p. 295. l. 6. r. and their portion Other mispointings I leave to thy discretion to observe and rectifie in thy Reading