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[Daily meditations]
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Pain, Philip, d. 1668?; M. J.
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July 23. The second day Meditation 17. Whilst in this world I stay some hopes have I That I shall reign in Heaven eternallie But when my time is past and I am gone There 's no hope left for me to build upon Lord grant me full assurance whilst that I Am here so willing I shall be to dye Meditation 18. We are but babes of yesterday and we Are sons and daughters of Mortalitie From dust we came to dust we must again And to the grave with speed we fly amain Lord let the thoughts of death possess my heart That so Thee and my Soul may never part Meditation 19 How bruitish Oh how sensless are all those Who to the world do so themselves dispose As if there were no God to serve no Death That 's coming to deprive them of their breath Lord help me so to live that I may bee Never forgetful of my Death or Thee Meditation 20 How loth how backward are we all to leave This transitory world Let Death bereave 〈◊〉 of those Mundane things yet if we still â—â—solve to live and die to Christ what ill Can happen to us Lord before I die Let me a better Kingdom farre espy As the great God still addes unto my dayes It 's but new matter for me him to praise July 24. The third day Meditation 21. How often have I view'd the graves and gone Unto that place and yet returned home Again unto my house The time will bee When I must go but no returning see Lord give me so much grace that I may be Ever-more mindful of Eternitie Meditation 22. What mean those show'rs those drops that from on higâ— Descend to call men to Eternity Both Young and Old no Sex is spar'd Oh why What is the cause of our Mortality Lo here it is a blessed God we have Offended therefore we must to the grave Meditation 23. Death strikes the Young man and the Old man must Yield to Death's stroke and return to the dust Nor Strength nor Beauty Riches Honours lent But for a while cannot our death prevent Oh how should we then use these things below That must be left when we from hence do go Meditation 24. Man's life it is but lent him here and he Is but a debtor to Mortalitie Those fading Comforts that below we have Or do enjoy will leave as at the grave Lord grant that when my Comforts all are gone I may with Thee have sweet Communion This day is past God mercy shews to me Who am a Dust heap of Mortalitie July 25. The 4th day Meditation 25. Alas poor Death where does thy great strength lye 'T is true I 'm Mortal yet I cannot dye I tell thee if I dye in Christ it is The way thou shew'st me to eternal bliss By death I live if that I live to Christ And then thou 'lt say the mark I have not mist Meditation 26. Alas what 's Sorrow 't is our portion here The Christian's portion Trouble Grief and Fear He is The Man of sorrows here below Of all the men on earth yet let us know Christ left his Grave-clothes that we might when grief Draws tears or blood not want an Handkerchief Meditation 27. Is Death so formidable Can the Chance Of one poor day change our fresh Countenance Is there so much in Death that we should be Like Children frighted at our destinie Of Heaven give me assurance Lord and I Shall ne're believe Death looks so dreadfully Meditation 28. Could I in greatness farre surmount the skie Or yet in glory could the Sun out-vie Could I be more than any man that lives Great Fair Rich Wise all in Superlatives Yet if I were still Mortal there would be A debt still to be paid to death by me Lord as thou givest me more hours to live So with it Oh do thou thy grace me give July 26th The 5th day Meditation 29. How mutable is every thing that here Below we do enjoy with how much fear And trouble are those gilded Vanities Attended that so captivate our eyes Oh who would trust this World or prize what 's in it That gives and takes and changes in a minute Meditation 30. Sure every soul in this world hath its day Of grace and if he will improve it may The time will come when it shall have an end Ev'n when we must unto the grave descend Lord help me now to know the things that do Belong unto my peace and then pursue Meditation 31. We have no License from our God to waste One day one hour one moment that do haste So swiftly from us in our sinful pleasures But rather to lay up for lasting treasures Lord spare me yet a little that I may Prepare for Death and for the Judgment-day Meditation 32. The damned now in Hell that there do ly In endless flames that howl and weep and cry For anguish great this is their deepest Crime Heart-vexing trouble Oh Mispence of Time Oh who would rush into those flames of Fire That of mispending time they may enquire Lord let thy Terrours every day cause me To prepare for my end and ready be July 31. The third day Meditation 49. In Heaven are eternal joyes and sure In that place there are Remedies to cure Our here Sin-sick'ned Souls but Oh shall I Be made a Patient of this Remedy Lord I believe a Heaven there is but this The Question is Shall I enjoy that bliss Meditation 50. In Hell are Torments Torments without end And them I must endure if that no friend I have of JESUS O my Soul must I Go from PAIN here to Pain eternally I know there is a Hell Lord grant that I May go from Earth to Heaven when I die Meditation 51. My Soul tell me Are there not many that Do wish for Heaven and yet miss the Gate How many do with Balaam wish that they May depart like a Saint at dying day Lord let me to be like them here desire Upon this earth as when they do expire Meditation 52. How many are there that may take their harps And hang upon the willows mournful hearts Would best become such as must go from hence And then in Hell have lasting residence O Lord how little do I think on this That I may be one that may miss of Bliss I am I see still Mercies Monument For more one day is still unto me lent August 1. The 4th day Meditation 53. How often should we think of this that we Must ere long yield to Death's supremacie The time ere long will come when we shall be No more and shortly we no time shall see O that I might be then prepar'd for this So great a Change and be receiv'd to bliss Meditation 54 The sons of men are prone to forget Death And put it farre away from them till breath Begins to tell them they must to the grave And then Oh what would they give but to have One year of respite Help me Lord to know As