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A30139 A discourse of the building, nature, excellency, and government of the house of God With counsels and directions to the inhabitants thereof. By John Bunyan of Bedford. Bunyan, John, 1628-1688. 1688 (1688) Wing B5510; ESTC R215887 24,619 67

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that do come hither every spring For Birds they are the very best that Sing Her Friends her Neighbours too do call he● blest● Angels do here go by turn in and rest The road to Paradice lies by her Gate Here Pilgrims do themselves accommodate With Bed and Board and do such Stories tell As do for Truth and Profit all excell Nor doth the Porter here say any nay That hither would turn in that here would stay This House is Rent-free here the man may dwel● That Loves his Landlord Rules his Passions well VI. The way of Receiving those that would here Inhabit ANd wouldst thou know the customs of this place How Men are here admitted to this Grace And consequently whether thou mayst be Made one of this most blest Fraternitie Come hither then unto me lend an ear And what is doubtfull to thee I will clear 1. This place as Mercies Arms stands ope to those That their own happiness us'd to oppose Those under Hedges High-Way Men or they That would not God nor yet good Men Obey Those that among the bushe● ●●●'d to brouze Or under Hedges us'd themselves to louze The vilest men of Sinners who are chief A Fornicator Lyar or a Thief May turn in hither here take up and dwell With those who ransom'd are from Death and Hell 2. This place as Hospitals will entertain Those which the lofty of this World disdain The Poor the Lame the Maimed Halt and Blind The Leprous and Possessed too may find Free welcome here as also such relief As ease them will of Trouble Pain and Grief 3. This place as David's Heart with free-consent Opes to th' Distressed and the Discontent Who is in Debt that has not wherewithal To quit his Scores may here be free from thrall That Man that fears the Bayliff or the Jail May find one here that will become his Bail. 4. Art thou bound over to the great Assize For harkning to the Devil and his Lyes Art thou affraid thereat to shew thy head For fear thou then be sent unto the dead Thou may'st come hither here is room and place For such as willingly would live by Grace 5. This place as Fathers House in former Days Is a Receptacle for Run-a-ways He that like to the Ox backsliden is Forfeited hath for Sin his share of bliss May yet come hither here is room and rest Of old such have come hither and been blest Had this been false O woe had been to David Nor Peter had nor Magdalen been saved Nor Jonah nor Mannasses nor the rest No Run-a-way from God could a been blest With kind reception at his hands Return Would here a come to late if nought but burn Had been the lot of the Blacksliding man But we are told there 's no rebellion can Prevent or hinder him from being sav'd That Mercy heartily of God hath crav'd She that went from her God to play the Whore Returning may be as she was before He that refuses to his God to turn That is resolved in Hell-Fire to burn If he bethinks himself and turns again May find them here that will him entertain 6. But bring thou with thee a Certificate To shew thou seest thy self most desolate Writ by the Master with Repentance seal'd To shew also that here thou wouldst be heal'd By those fair leaves of that most blessed Tree By which alone poor Sinners healed be And that thou dost abhor thee for thy ways And wouldst in Holiness spend all thy days And here be entertain'd or thou wilt find To entertain thee here are none enclin'd VII Of the Governours of this House THe Governours that here in Office are Such be as Service do with Love and Care Not Swerving from the Rule nor yet intrude Upon each others Work nor are they rude In managing their own But to their trust They labour to be Honest Faithful Just. 1. The Chief is he who is the Lord of all The Saviour some him Physician call He 's cloth'd in shining raiment to the ground A Golden Girdle doth begirt him round His Head and Hairs are white as any Snow His Eyes are like a flame of Fire also His Feet are like fine Brass as if they burn'd Within a Furnace or to Fire was turn'd His Voice doth like to many Waters sound In his Right-Hand Seven glittering Stars are found Out of his Mouth goes a Two Edged Sword Sharper then any 't is his holy Word And for his Countenance 't is as the Sun Which shineth in its strenghth till day is done His name is call'd Holy The Word of God The Wine-press of his Fathers wrath he trod At all the power of Sin he doth deride The Keys of Hell and Death hang at his side This is our Governour this is the chief From this Physician comes our Souls relief He is the Tree of Life and hidden Manna 'T is he to whom the Children sing Hosannae The whice stone he doth give with a new name In Heaven and Earth he is of worthy fame This man hath Death destroy'd and slain the Devil And doth secure all his from damning evil He is the Prince of Life the Prince of Peace He doth us from the bonds of Death release His Work is properly his own nor may In what he doth another say him nay 'T is he who pays our Hospitalian scores He 's here to search supple and bind up Sores He is our Plaister-maker he applyes Them to our Wounds He wipes our wetted Eyes 'T is he that gives us cups of Consolation 'T is he renews the hopes of our Salvation He 'll take our parts oft times to us unknown And make as if our failings were his own He 'll plead with God his Name and doings too Anp save us will from those would us undo His Name is as an Oyntment poured forth 'T is sweet from East to West from South to North. He 's White and Ruddy yea of all the chief His golden Head is rich beyond belief His Eyes are like the Doves which Waters wet Well washt with Milk and also fitly set His Cheeks as beds of Spices and sweet flowers He us'd to water with those christal showers Which often flowed from his cloudy Eyes Better by far then what comes from the Skies His Lips like Lilies drop sweet-smelling-Mirrh Scenting as do those of the Comforter His Hands are as Gold Rings set with the Beryls By them we are delivered out of Perils His Legs like Marble stand in Boots of Gold His Countenance is ex'lent to behold His Mouth it is of all a Mouth most sweet O Kiss me then Lord every time we meet Thy sugard Lips Lord let them sweeten mine With the most blessed scent of things divine 2. This is one Governour and next in place One call'd the Ghost in Honour and in Grace No whit inferiour to Him and He Will also in this House our helper be He t was who did at first brood the Creation