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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A36900	Heavenly pastime, or, Pleasant observations on all the most remarkable passages throughout the Holy Bible of the Old and New Testament newly allegoriz'd in several delightful dialogues, poems, similitudes, and divine fancies / by John Dunton, author of The sickmans passing-bell.	Dunton, John, 1627 or 8-1676.	1685 (1685)	Wing D2625; ESTC R17453	181,885	324

of the Iews in bonds J. Well waving further Ceremony I 'le stifle my upbraiding Conscience sere it with all dark resolves and desperately comply with your demands H. P. Bravely spoke our Guard● shall instantly attend you but what is the sign by which you will distinguish him J. With a Face as bold as Death frought with mischief I will bare up to him and with a treacherous kiss salute him and then let those that have the charge be sure to catch him H. P. No fairer token can you give but it is no time now to delaythe thing come come let us ●bout it and secure him e're the Sun salutes the East least the mad People fond of innovation should murmur nay should mutiny upon such a seizure which they will term an outrage for we are not ignorant what fame his Miracles have won and ●ow he is beloved see see the Guards are ready ●hen along with them whilst I retire to the consul●ing Sanadrim and there contrive what shall be ●urther done J. I go though to perf●●m the blackest deed that Hell ever put into the Heart of Man yet I have promised and I will perform though Fa●● and Destiny does push me ●●●dlong into monstrous ruine Conclusion The Plot thus laid the Lord of Life 's betray'd And bound before the Sanadrim is lead Scorn'd and revil'd scourg'd and at last condemn'd Crown'd with sharp thorns and impiously blasphem'd Stretch'd on a Cross the Lord of glory dyes Who reigns in H●aven above the starry Skies Peters Lamentation WRetch that I am what have I done how great Is this black Crime O where shall I retreat To hide my Guilt what blushes burn my Face What Stings my Conscience feel what hiding place Can shelter him from woes he cannot fly No place can shroud me from his piercing eye Who views at once Hells depth and Heavens vast height To whom all gloomy darkness is as light Fool that I was to be so confident So resolutely so presumptuous bent Upon my strength when I 'm at best but dust Frail man too weak my own resolves to trust But it is past sad thought yet now in vain I would recall what I have done again All I can do is now to mourn the sin That I presumptuous I have plunged in O let my eyes then be a Stream a Flood Nay let me weep for tears a stream of blood Sighs and sad Groa●s shall all my musick be Sobs and laments shall dwell shall dwell with me Lord look on me me● wretc●●d man Who wanting thy Compassion am undone O mercy mercy ease my troubled mind Let me ingrateful me some mercy find Me that deny'd him who first gave me breath Me that deny'd him who 's condemn'd to death O pity me my weakness Lord forgive Without thy Pardon Lord I cannot live My Soul 's distracted a fierce war's within Disturbs my rest the bold the shameful sin Preys on my Spirits and will give no rest Then mercy show to him that is opprest O let thy dear compassion take away The Sting of Conscience ease me Lord I pray I cry ●loud cover'd with dust I lye Even at thy Feet O pity or I dy Raise raise a sullen Wre●ch that he may be An object of ●hy saving Clemency My Cries are heard a calm o'respreads my Soul No storms of trouble my free thoughts controul O boundless boundless is his goodness still Therefore I 'le strive henceforth to do his will 〈◊〉 Swine possest SEe see how Satans Malice still is bent He who was in a guilful Serpent pent When he in Eden did seduce fair Eve And her to man-kind's misery deceive Rather then now he 'l idle be he 'l joyn Infernal nature with the dirty Swine Not sparing sensless Brutes such is his hate To all that God for his glory did create Yet limited is his fierce wrath we see It cannot without Christs permission be But having leave the spightful Legion strait The grunting Herd with horrid cries amate Who now grown wild their Keepers put to ●light And all the Tribe with antick dancing fright Sometimes they stand an end sometimes they roul Nay bound aloft and l●ap without controul E're all that does oppose them in their way No bars nor bounders their fierce course can stay Till like a to●rrent down the hills they scour Into the S●as which does them all devour Considerations upon our Saviours compassion to the Thief upon the Cross. HOw good how great how merciful how just Is God to those who in him put their trust How is his Arms of mercy open wide To those that in his saving Power confide See see the Thief who all his life had bin A Drudge to Satan slave to wr●t●hed sin At that sad time wh●n Death look'd grimly dr●a● And he of Li●e b●t a f●w m●m●nts had Rep●nting is r●stor'd ●ay more i● blest With io●●s that are with m●ns tongue expr●s● ●●rely acknowledging 〈…〉 To rai●e his So●l above th● 〈◊〉 Skies Ackno●●●●●in● his sin and ●reachi●g thence T●e ●ord of gl●●i●s p●r●●●● innocence 〈◊〉 care was not ●or 〈◊〉 h●ppi●es● ●ut suddain 〈…〉 him to expr●●● ●emember me Lo●● when 〈…〉 into ● Kingdom that can only bee thy ●ue ●ut his comp●●r d●sirous still 〈…〉 ●reaming o● Pl●asur●s 〈◊〉 jo●●● w●t● stri●e ●orgot his Soul an●●ail●d ag●●●●● t●● Lo●● ●ho for his sake did 〈…〉 ●o that 〈◊〉 ●ellow chose the be●ter part ●hose w●●s once ●●ded swift as 〈…〉 ●hes his d●luding S●ul to th●●● ble●t ●oys ●here Care nor 〈◊〉 no more man-kind 〈◊〉 Iudas his Dispair Wretch that I am why do I view the light Why sink I not in everlasting night Why do not hottest lightnings strike me dead Why fall not Bolts of Thunder on my h●ad Why yauns not Earth to suck me in and why Find I not means my self wi●h speed to dy Why live I in these torments worse than death In this sad torture this sad Hell on Earth O Wretch what sting of Conscience do I feel More sharp th●n all the force of fatal steel More deadly than the poison stings of Asps Dread horror my affrighted soul now clasps Accursed Silver that could make me prove A Traytor to my Lord who sacred love Beam'd on me o●t but I have cast it back May it my ruine on the givers wrack Whilst this fit Cord stops thus my loathed breath Whilst thus I seek some easement in my death A Dialogue between Pilate and his Wife The Argument The virtuous Wife of Roman Pilate`s griev'd Because she was not as she ought believ'd Telling n●w plainly wha● is her true sence And let`s him know his desperate offence W. UNhappy are you to be over-rul'd by the ma● rout why would you yield to their roug● clamours to destroy the innocent P. I laboured to deliver that just man but found it w● in vain for still no other cry than crucifie him sound● through the Iudgment-Hall W. Yet you might have used your high Authori●●●o still the rout who being set on by

mourns Though not a Bloo●y S●crifice as some Vainly believe but spends her dayes to come As a Recluse till Heaven is made her home Psal. 6.2 Have mercy Lord upon me for I am weak O Lord Heal me for my Bones are vexed Soul Jesus Soul Ah! Son of David help Iesus What sinfu●● Crie Implores the Son of David Soul It is I. Jesus Who art thou Soul Oh! a deeply wounded Breast That 's heavie loaden and would sain have rest Jesus I have no Scraps and Dogs must not be fed Like Houshold Children with the Childrens Bread Soul True Lord yet tolerate a hungry whelp To lick your Crumbs O Son of David help Jesus Poor Soul what ail'st thou Soul O I 〈◊〉 I sry I cannot rest I know not where to fly To find some ease I turn'd my blubber'd Face From Man to Man I roll from place to place T' avoid my tortures to obtain relief But still I am dog'd and haunted with my grief My Mid-night torments call the sluggish Light And when the Mornings come they woo the Night Jesus Sir cease thy Tears and speak thy free desires Soul Quench quench my flames and swage these scorching Fires Jesus Ca●st thou believe my Ha●d can Cur● thy Grief Soul Lord I believe Lord help my unbelief J●sus Hol● forth thy Arm and let my Fingers tr● Thy Pulse where chiefly doth thy torment lye Soul From Head to Foot it reigns in every part But play 's the self-law'd tyrant in my Heart Jesus Canst thou Digest canst Relish wholsome Food How stands thy tast Soul To nothing that is good All sinfull trash and Earths unsav'ry stuff I can dig'st and relish well enough Jesus Is not thy Blood as cool as hot by turns Soul Cold to what 's good to what is bad i● burns Jesus How old 's thy Grief Soul I took 't at the fall With eating Fruit. Jesus T' is Epidemical Thy Blood 's infected and the infection sprung From a bad Liver 't is a Feaver strong And full of Death unless with present speed A vein be opened thou must dye or Bleed Soul O I am faint and spent that L●unce that shall Let forth my Blood le ts forth my life withall My Soul wants Cordialls and has greater need Of Blood I being spent so far to bleed I faint allready if I bleed I dye Jesus T is either thou must bleed Sick Soul or I My blood 's a Cordiall He that sucks my Veins Shall cleanse his own and conquer greater pains Then these Chear up this precious blood of mine Shall cure thy Grief my Heart shall bleed thine Believe and view me with a faithfull Eye Thy Soul shall neither Languish Bleed nor Dye Epigram Canst thou be Sick and such a Doctor by Thou canst not live unless thy Doctor dye Strange kind of Grief that finds no Medicine go● To swage her pains but the Physicians Blood Psal. 143 2. Enter not into Judgment with thy Ser●ant for in thy sight shall no man living ●e justified Iesus Iustice. Sinner ●esus Bring forth the Prisoner Iustice. Iust. Thy commands Are done just Judge See here the Prison'r stands 〈◊〉 What has the Prisoner done Say what is the cause Of this Commandment Iust. He hath broken the Laws Of his too Gracious God conspir'd the death Of that great Majesty that gave him breath And heaps transgression Lord on trangression 〈◊〉 How k●ow'st thou this Iust. Ev'n by his own confession His sins are crying and they cried aloud They cried to Heav'n they cried to Heaven for Blood 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 What say'st thou Sinner Hast thou ought to plead ●hat Sentence shall not p●ss Hold up thy head ●nd shew thy Brazen and rebellious face 〈◊〉 Ah me I dare not I 'm to vile and base ●o tread on the Earth much more to lift ●●ine Eyes to Heav'n I need no other shrift ●han mine own Conscience Lord I must confesse ●m no more then dust and no whit less ●hen my in●ictment stiles me Ah! If thou ●●arch too severe with too severe a Brow ●hat Flesh can stand I have transgressed thy Laws 〈◊〉 merits plead thy vengeance not my cause 〈◊〉 Lord shall I strike the blow Jes. Hold Iustice stay Sinner speak on what hast thou more to say Sinner Vile as I am and of my selfabhor'd I am thy handy-work thy Creature Lord Stampt with thy glorious Image and at first Most like to thee though now a poor accurst Convicted Caitiff and degen'rous Creature Here trembling at thy Bar. Just. Thy faul's the greater Lord shall I strike the blow Jes. Hold Justice stay Speak Sinner Hast thou nothing more to say Sinner Nothing but mercy mercy Lord my state Is miserable poor and desperate I quite renounce my self the World flee From Lord to Iesus from thy self to thee Just. Cease thy vain hopes my angry God has vow'd Abused mercy must have blood for blood Shall I yet strike the blow Jes. Stay Justice hold My Bowels yearn my fainting Blood grows cold To view the trembling Wretch Methinks I spy My Fathers Image in the Pris'ners eye Iust. I cannot hold Jes. Then turn thy Thirsty Blad● Into my sides let there the wound be made Chear up dear Soul redeem thy life with mine My Soul shall smart my Heart shall bleed for thine Sinner O groundless deeps O love beyond degree Th' offended dyes to set the offender free Epigram Mercy of mercies he that was my drudge Is now my Advoca●e is now my Iudge He suffers pleads and sentences alone Three I adore and yet adore but one Deutrenomy 32.29 O that Men were Wise and that they understood this that they would consider their latter end Flesh. Spirit Flesh. What means my Sisters eye so oft to pass Through the long Entry of the optick Glass Tell me what secret virtue doth invite Thy wrinkled eye to such unknown delight Spirit It helps the sight makes things remote appear In perfect view it draws the Obj●ct near Flesh. What sense-delighting objects doth thou spye What doth the Glass present before thine eye Spirit I see thy Foe my reconciled Friend Grim Death even standing at the Glasses ●●d His left hand holds a branch of Palm his right Holds forth a two-edg'd Sword Fle. A proper sight And is this all doth thy prospective please Th' abused fancy with no shapes but these Spirit ●●es I behold the darkned Sun bereav'● ●f all his light the battl●m●nts of Heav'n Shel●ring in flames th● Angel guarded Son Of Glory on his Tribunall-Throne I see a Brimstone Sea of boyling fire And f●inds with knotted whips of flaming Wire Tor●er'ng poor Souls that k●ash their Teeth in vain A●d kn●w their flame torment●d tongues for pain Look Sister how the queasy-stomack'd Graves V●mit their dead and how the Purple waves Scald their Consumeless Bodies strongly Cursing All Wombs for Bearing and all Paps for Nursing Flesh. Can thy distemp●r'd fancy take delight In view of Tortures these are shows t' affright Look in this Glass triangular look here Hear

day in sleeping in eating and drinking to excess who instead of holy meditations have been thinking and contriving your worldly business who instead of religious conferences have discoursed only of earthly matters instead of going to Church to worship God have walked into the Fields and spent the time in Recreations Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 5. Come forth all ye Swearers and Profaner of the Name of God did you never read or hear of the third Commandment which forbad this sin Did you never hear of my strict Injunction that you should not swear at all in your discourses but that your Communication should be yea and nay were you never told that swearers would fall into Condemnation was the great and dreadful name of God of so little regard that you could not only use it irreverently so frequently but also even tear it in piec●● by your Oaths You call'd upon God sometimes to damn and sink you can you speak in that language now now damnation is so near you Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 6. Come forth all ye scoffers at Religion and the zealous profess●rs thereof who taught and spake of Re●igion as if it had been a fancy and cunningly delised Fables and of the most holy humble and 〈◊〉 denying Christians as if they were the mos● mean spirited foolish and contemptible People upon Earth and have used the name of a Saint in derision and proverb of reproach Have you the same mind now that Religion was but a fancy Is your Resurrection and my appearance but a fancy Is your punishment eternal in hell like to be but a fancy Have you not a sure ground and bottom for your faith in the Scriptures Could you have desired more reasonable evidence of things done before your age Could you laugh at Scripture threatnings And can you laugh now you are come to Execution Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 7. Come forth all ye Persecut●rs of my Disciples was it not enough for you to mock them but you must persecute them too Was it not enough for you to persecute them with the tongue but you must persecute them with the hand What could you betray them like Iudas for a piece of money or out of malice which was worse Could you disturb them in their service and worship of me when they were praying for your very Conversion and Salvation Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 8. Come forth all ye intemperate and licentious persons who have indulged your flesh and laid no restraint upon your sensual appetite who have made provision for your fl●sh to fullfill the lusts thereof but made no prov●●ion for my glory and took no care to fulfil● my commands did you never hear of s●ch a duty as self-denial which I required of all my Dis●ipl●s and Followers Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 9. Come forth all ye Gluttons who have prepared you flesh with delicious food but never had the least rega●d to feed your souls Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 10. Come forth all ye Drunkards who if ye have not ●vercharged your bellies with excessive eating ●et have often intoxicated your brains with the fume of excessive drinking what excuse can you find for this sin were you inticed to it and overtaken before you were aware but who could entice you to drink a potion which would kill your bodies and was not the death and damnation of your souls more to be avoided Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 11. Come forth all ye Adulterers you that have neighed like full-fed Horses after your neighbours Wives and assembled by troops into Harlots houses or if not so have committed this sin in secret corners was there no shame in you to keep you from this nasty filthy sin Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 12. Come forth all ye Covetous persons whose treasure and heart hope and confidence hath been in earthly things Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 13. Come forth all ye unmerciful persons whose bowels have been shut up against the poor and ●eedy who have spoken churlishly to the poor and looked upon them afar off Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 14. Come forth all ye unrighteous persons who have wronged Widows and Orphans who have over-reached your neighbours in your dealings who have heaped an estate together by unrighteous practices who have squeezed and oppressed the poor which have had no helper Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 15. Come forth all ye liars you who have taught and accustomed your selves to this sin who have not only reported lies but also made them Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 16 Come forth all ye Slanderers and Back-biters who have walked about with slanders and carried about tales unto the reproach and injury of your neighbours good name Did you not know it was your duty to endeavour the preservation of your Neighbours Reputation as carefully as your own Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 17. Come forth all ye proud and ambitious persons you that have builded your nests on high that have taken many dirty steps to get into the seat of honour whose hearts have been lifted up with high towering imaginations and conceits of your own excellencies unto the scorning and contempt of others who have had proud hearts and proud looks and proud speeches and proud carriage towards others Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 18. Come forth all-ye envious and malicious persons ye that have grieved at the good of others which they have had or done that have grieved at the good Estates of others or because they have thrived faster then you in the world Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 19. Come forth all ye wrathful and contentious persons ye that have had fiery spirits and fiery tongues whose tongue have been like swords wherewith ye ha●e lashed and wounded others in your reproachful r●viling speeches Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 20. Come forth all ye civil and moral persons who have had moral righteousness and been upright in your dealings but wholly strangers unto the power of godliness who have observed some precepts of the second Table of the Law in reference to your selves and others externally but have grosly neglected the duties of the first Table Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 21. Come all ye Hypocrites who have made a shew of Holiness and have born the name of Zealous professours of Religion but have been acted by carnal designs and principles who have used Religion as a Cloak for your Covetousness who followed me only for the Loaves who have been hollow at the heart rotten at the Core painted-Sepulchers blazing· Comets wandring and falling Stars for whom the mist of darkness is reserved for ever Take them Devils bind them hand and foot 22. Come forth all ye Back-sliders and Apostates from me and my wayes