Selected quad for the lemma: mercy_n

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mercy_n	great_a	lord_n	pity_n	2,183	5	9.5016	5	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A27397	Some prison meditations of an humble heart given forth from a child in Israel, whose soul very dearly loveth his Heavenly Fathers children : much desiring, (and travelling in spirit for) their prosperity in the truth, even as for his own soul ... / by a sufferer for the truth in the common goal of Edmondsbury, whose earthen vessel bears the name of William Bennit.	Bennit, William, d. 1684.	1666 (1666)	Wing B1893; ESTC R32569	25,285	28

SOME Prison Meditations OF AN Humble Heart Given forth from a Child in Israel whose Soul very dearly loveth his Heavenly Fathers Children much desiring and travelling in spirit for their prosperity in the Truth even as for his own soul and the Author hereof believing and knowing tha● this following Treatise may if the Lord will be of service unto many of the tender honest simple single upright-hearted one● who are following on to know the Lord in the footsteps of righteousness and who d●sireth to pass over on to the end in the strait way of holiness therfore even for their sakes is this following Treatise publish●d from a constraint of Gods love in singleness and simplisity of heart By a Sufferer for the Truth in the Common Coal of Edmondsbury whose Earthen Vessel bears the name of WILLIAM BENNIT Printed in the Year 1666. Some Prison Meditations of an humble Heart c. OH Oh my Soul be not unmindful of the large mercy and goodness of the Lord shewed towards thee neither forget the exceeding loving kindness of the Holy One manifested unto thee Oh my Soul Oh let the sence of what the Lord thy dear tender pittiful compassionate God hath done for thee continually be fresh in and upon thee oh my Soul for the Lord thy God hath freely done that for thee which none besides him the mighty one could do Oh my Soul the Lord hath brought thee out of the pit even out of the horrible pit and out of the mire and clay wherein thou once stuck so fast as that thou could never have been able to have gotten out by all means possible thou could have invented but must have sunk deeper and deeper therein and so have perished for ever had not the Lord God of infinite mercy helped thee who did cast his eye of pitty and compassion upon thee and out of his meer mercy love and free grace stretched out his hand to help thee oh my Soul when none besides him could help thee and by his arme of loving kindness lifted thee up out of the horrible pit out of the mire and clay and hath set thy feet upon a Rock which stands sure and can never be moved and thereon he establisheth thy goings praises pure living righteous Praises to the Lord thy God be rendered by thee Oh my Soul even for ever and for ever more Oh my Soul remember thou wast once even like a poor silly sheep without a shepherd wandering upon the barren mountains and dry heaths in the wilderness and solitary places full of trouble sorrow and perplexity and knew not the way to the fold of rest oftentimes mourning and weeping alone as a Dove without her Mate when no eye saw thy sorrow but the Lord alone often saying in thy heart whose state and condition is so miserable as mine who so poor and desolate as I none knoweth how i● is with me but the Lord alone And indeed the Lord then saw thee and knew how it was with thee oh my Soul and he the tender God of unfathomable bowels of compassion beheld thee in that day when thou did eat thy bread weeping and mingled thy drink with thy tears and he the compassionate one heard thy secret crys and knew thy secret desires and thy sighing and groaning entered into his ears and thy tears which thou dropped upon his altar laid open unto the view of the eye of thy tender mercyful God and his tender bowels was moved with pitty towards thee and for his own seed sake he had compassion upon thee oh my soul and helped thee in the day of thy trouble and delivered thee out of distress who freely reached forth his arme unto thee and took thee by the hand and brought thee out of the wildernesses and desolate places and set thy feet in the right way which hath led thee to a City of habitation and to the fold of rest and now the Lord who both sought thee and found thee out and brought thee out of the wilderness and from off the barren mountains he is become thy shepherd oh my soul and how canst thou want any good thing he oftentimes feedeth thee and even causeth thee to lie down in green Pastures and leadeth thee by the still waters even Shilos brook which runs softly and he spreadeth thy Table in the sight of thy enemies and anointeth thy head with the oyle of gladness and causeth thy cup to overflow with new wine and hath brought thee to sit under thy own Vine and under thy fig tree and none shall make thee afraid oh my soul Oh the goodness of the Lord oh the kindness of the Lord oh the mercy of the Lord oh the pitty of the Lord oh the compassion of the Lord God of tender bowels is even unutterable unspeakable unfathomable and incomprehensible Oh the heighth oh the depth oh the length oh the breadth of the love of the Lord oh my soul truly when thou meditatest of the goodness of the Lord and considerest of his loving kindness and mercy shewed towards thee oh how can but the sence thereof pitch thee even upon a stand of admiration Oh surely surely when thou oh my soul looketh back into his works and considerest how much he hath wrought in thee and for thee thou can see no end of his praises oh praises oh living praises holy righteous praises unto the pure holy righteous Lord God be ascribed by thee oh my soul for ever and for ever more Oh my Soul as thou art kept in the fresh sence and remembrance of the great loving kindness the great mercy the great pitty and unspeakable compassion of the Lord thy tender God which he hath and daily doth manifest unto thee oh my soul Oh how canst thou but in the sence of Gods unspeakable love abound in love in pitty in mercy in kindness in tenderness and compassion towards all people but especially towards all souls who are seeking thirsting hungring breathing crying and panting after Righteousness peace and everlasting rest and eternal happiness Oh my soul the Lord thy God knoweth the frame of thy spirit the Lord knoweth the tenderness of thy bowels and the openness of thy bosom towards all the seekers after Righteousness towards all the travellers to Sion and towards all the Mourners therein Oh my soul remember how that at some times when the great fountain the great deep hath opened and issued forth of his fulness into thee oh my soul and when joy hath come into thy heart as a river and gladness as a mighty stream refreshings as shoures in the spring and consolation as due upon the tender plants and when thou could sing for joy of heart and shout out aloud even prayses and halleluiahs to thy God that then even then thou oh my soul remembreth the poor and needy in his own eyes and think'st thou hearest his cry sounding in thy ear and his soul saying in secret Oh how many is there who eateth of the largest loaves drinketh

thy grief and beheld thy sore weights and burdens and took cognisance of thy grievous oppressions and he heard the voice of thy weeping and thy tears which thou dropped upon his altar laid in the view of the eye of his pittiful soul and he beheld thy great travel and thy sighing and groaning ente●ed into his ears and his tender tender bowels of infinite love mercy pitty and everlasting compassion was and is moved towards thee and he hath determined to comfort thee with an everlasting comfort thou patient suffering one and the nights of thy sorrow shall vanish away for ever and the days of thy mourning shall be over Oh thou beloved one lift up thy head lift up thy head in the st●ength of thy God and gird up thy loynes with courage in the power of his might for thy winter is almost over and gone and shall no more come the storms are vanishing away and shall no more appear the nipping frosts are dissolving by the Son of Righteousness who is arisen upon thee with healing in his wings Ah lift up thy voice like the sound of a Trumpet and shout like the voice of a King and sing for joy thou beloved one for thy spring is come thou lovely one thy summer is come thou lovely one the singing of birds is come thou beautiful one and the voice of the Turtle is heard in thy land thou delicate and choice one let thy heart be filled with melody thou blessed one who art cloathed with chastity and keepeth thy Virginity in the Chamber of Purity oh thy beloved is come and into his banqueting house he is bringing thee where his banner over thee is love where he will stay thee with flagons comfort thee with apples and cause thee to drink of his spiced wine and of the juice of his Pomgranets Oh rejoyce thou in his love thou lovely one for the days of the glading of thy heart is come thou tender one who hath been tossed with tempest and not comforted thou hath been termed desolate and forsaken thou hath been as one barren and unfruitful But now arise arise lengthen thy cords and strengthen thy stakes and enlarge the curtains of thy habitation for lo thou fruitful one thou shalt break forth on the right hand on the left and thy seed shall inherit the Gentiles and thy off-spring the people the North shall give up and the South shall not keep back they shall come from the East and from the West and flock unto thee as Doves to the window thy sons shall come from far and thy daughters be nursed at thy sides thou shalt cause many wast places to be builded and many buildings to fall and desolate places to be inhabited and inhabited places to be laid desolate and barren mountains to become fruitful vallys and fruitful places to become barren mountains and the wilderness become a Vinyard of sweet Grapes the forrest as a Citty of habitation the parched ground to become a pool and dry heaths springs of water oh arise arise thou beloved one and let thy fruitfulness be manifested to the Nations break forth in thy excellent glory shine forth in thy glorious beauty as clear as the morning without clouds fair as the Moon and bright as the Sun that thou may appear as a royal Diadem in the hand of the Lord and as a Crown of glory in the hand of thy God that far off Nations may see thy beauty and remote Kings may see thy excellent glory and be wone by thy love unto thee that they who hath hated thee may love thee because of thy love which did extend to them even whilst they hated thee and rejected the woings of thy love oh my soul loves thee in thy love thou lovely one oh kiss me kiss me with the kisses of thy mouth for thy love is better then wine oh thou beautiful one thy love overcomes my heart thy love draweth me after thee oh thou art pleasant unto me thy presence is more desirable then all things my heart can desire oh if thou hide thy face thou bountiful one then am I bowed down for the smiles of thy comely countenance is the rejoycing of my heart and the glading of my soul the refreshing of my spirit as marrow to my bones and st●ength to my reins oh thou art my joy in sorrow my comfort in mourning my help in need my strength in weakness my riches in poverty my bread in hunger my water in thirst my refuge from storms my shelter from heat and as the shadow of a Rock to me in a weary land oh how can I but love thee in thy love thou lovely one oh thou art my mother who hath traveled in great pain to bring me forth thou art the womb that bore me and the paps that giveth me suck the cradle of my rest and the bed of my repose oh can I forget thee how can I forget thee who hath done so much for me even that which no man could do oh thou loved me first before I loved thee thou lovely one and with thy love thou woed me and by thy love thou overcame my heart and drew it after thee and now thou amiable one the desire of my soul is unto thee and unto the remembrance of thy love oh my soul desireth thee in the night season and in the morning I will seek thee early thou art as a cluster of Camphire and as a bundle of Mirre unto me thou shall lie all night between my breasts oh thou lovely one let me repose in thy bosom and fould me in thy armes oh thy love thy love overcomes my heart thy beauty even makes me sick of love oh let me remember thy love more then Wine it is the upright loves thee and it is the pu●e in heart who seeth thy beauty beholdeth thy excellent comel●ness oh let thy love still draw me after thee oh let me never leave thee oh that I may never forsake thee nor be unmindful of thy love which I have known to be st●onger then death and him who hath the power of death Oh thou art a tree of l●fe to those who taketh hold on thee and bless●d is every soul that retaineth thee Oh thy ways are ways of pleasantness a●d all thy paths are green and delightsome to those who loveth thee oh in thee is my rest in thee is my peace in thee is my joy in thee is my comfort in thee obtain I blessing and happiness thou art my j●y the crown of my rejoycing for ever and ever more Oh wherefore hold me hold me with thy love thou lovely bl●ssed one let me never depart from thee and then I know thou wilt never depart f●om me but I shall be thine and thou shal● be mine in a perpetual Covenant which never shall be broken oh thou comely beautiful choice one thy riches is durable for the glory the glory the glory of the Lord thy God is thy dowry for ever more Unto whom be ascribed all honour and glory eternal prais●s and r●nown and everlasting d●minion for ev●rmore so be it saith my soul and Amen saith my ●pirit Oh come Lord Jesus come quickly and take unto thy self thy great pow●● to reign for thou art worthy worthy saith my Soul glory to thee in the highest for ever more Amen W. B. Written in Edmondsbury common Goal in the year 1665. THE END