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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A31568	A sacred poem wherein the birth, miracles, death, resurrection, and ascension of the most holy Jesus are delineated ... : also eighteen of David's psalms, with the Book of Lamentations paraphras'd, together with poems on several occasions / by James Chamberlaine.	Chamberlaine, James, Sir, d. 1699.	1680 (1680)	Wing C1817; ESTC R34419	74,873	219

on his Knees upon the ground With lifted hands in fervent Prayer found Straight with the reasons of their coming out They did inform him how his fame had brought By those he had restor'd as many more Diseased persons round about the door Who there attended to receive their doom And would not thence depart till he did come But he who came commission'd from the Throne Of the great God to make his Gospel known Askt them with him to th' neighb'ring Towns to go For so his Father order'd him to do That they his glorious Truths might likewise hear And Power see and of them witness bear Then with the four he went such care had he To preach the Gospel throughout Galilee And dayly in their Synagogues he taught Th' abused People and such VVonders wrought In curing those whom Satan had possest That his Almighty Pow'r was manifest There was a Jew who a long while had been Vext with a Leprous Scab all o're his Skin Who by the Priest was by a rigid doom Forbid within their Synagogues to come He came to Jesus with an humble Soul And begg'd on bended Knees to be made whole For Lord said he I know if thou do'st please 'T is in thy pow'r to cure my soul Disease The Son of Love who of our Bodies here As well as Souls hereafter takes a care Stretcht forth his Arm and touching him said he My pleasure 't is that thou henceforth shalt be Freed from this Leprous Scab and as he said All on a sudden he was healthful made Then to the Priest he order'd him to go As by the Law he was oblig'd to do And shew himself and for his cleansing bring VVhat was requir'd for an Offering But how he came to be restor'd to none No not unto the Priest to make it known Yet when he was departed he began To publish it that Jesus was the Man VVho wrought this mighty Cure though forbid To tell it told them all he said and did So that with safety Jesus could no more Enter the City as he did before In publick but a while withdrew aside To Desart places where he did abide But there the Galileans found him out Flocking from every quarter round about MIRACLE VI. The Cure of a Man sick of a Palsie at Capernaum JEsus though for a while he did refrain From Capernaum came at length again Into the City in the open day And to the house of Simon went straightway Long had he not been there but a great Crew VVas met together when they once it knew A Crew so num'rous that there was no room No not about the door for all to come Jesus who all occasions did embrace To teach the People what their duty was Arose and sweetly the Almighty's will Into their itching Ears did there instil But while amidst the Doctors of the Laws His Fathers sacred Truths he teaching was A Paralytick to the house was brought To have a Cure by his great power wrought But the ungovern'd press into the Room Would not permit the Bed-rid Wretch to come When lo his Friends bethought them of a wile And climbling to the top o' th' low built Pile The Roof uncover'd when they so had done Into the Room they let the Palsy'd down VVhen Jesus saw the strange unusual way The Friends of the diseas'd had to convey The Paralytick to him Son said he For thy great Faith thy Sins forgiven be Which when the Scribes and Pharisees who were Sitting within the Room with him did hear They thought within themselves how dares this Man Blaspheme at this rate since there 's none that can Forgive our Sins but that Almighty One Who sits above in his Celestial Throne Jesus who by his Pow'r Divine could tell Those ranc'rous thoughts which in their heart did dwell Looking upon the envious Scribes did say VVhy judg ye thus Which is the easier way To tell the Sick thy Sins forgiven be Or thou art cur'd of thine Infirmity But that ye may the mighty Power know The Son of Man hath over all below To make both Soul and Body to arise Healthful and free from all Infirmities He stedfast look'd upon the Palsied Soul And bid him rise for he was now made whole VVho straight obey'd and taking up his Bed VVent forth before them all recovered Now when the Jews beheld what Christ had done They were amaz'd having the like ne're known And with their mouths gave glory to the Lord VVho so impower'd his great Prophets Word MIRACLE VII The Cure of an Impotent Man by the Pool of Bethesday AT Solyma there was a noted Feast To celebrate the which the ever-Blest VVho ne're omitted what he ought to do In all obedience to the Law did go Within the Town there stood just by the place Wherein the Jews did use to wash always The slaughter'd Bodies of their harmless Beasts Which were to be the Victims at their Feasts An House of Mercy where the Blind and Lame And Wither'd Persons lay who thither came To be immers'd within this bloody Pool In which who-e're was plung'd was straight made whole Under this Roof an helpless Wretch did ly bound with the Bands of an Infirmity Thirty eight years expecting there to find Some pious Person who would prove so kind As him into this healing Bath to set That he thereby might Strength and Vigour get But this neglected He could find not one So little did they all his Case bemoan That when the Waters troubled were therein Would his assistance lend to put him in The Son of Love who all his life time spent In works of Mercy to the Impotent Came to the place where the Diseas'd did lye And looking on him with a tender Eye Propos'd this question to the Bed-rid Soul Whether he willing was to be made whole Sir said the Man long have I waited here For this intent but I am ne're the near No Friend I have that when the VVaters be Troubled their helping hand will lend to me To put me in others this blessing gain Through help of Friends which I cannot obtain Jesus who knew the sad and helpless case Of the Diseas'd and how he friendless was Bid him arise take up his Bed and go Unto his house for he was healed now Then straight he rose and taking up his Bed On which a long and sad Life he had led Begun with it upon the Sabbath-day On which the Cure was wrought to go away This when the Jews beheld who did detest All violations of their Day of Rest They were enrag'd and told him what he did Upon that day their sacred Law forbid Which no laborious action would allow And such was his which he ought not to do But boldly he reply'd the Man who made Me whole this day the same unto me said Take up thy Bed and walk and so I will Though in the very act you do me kill Then they demanded of him who he was That durst command him to infringe

I declare that ev'ry idle word That men shall speak before the dreadful Lord Shall be computed for in that great day Of Judgment when he will their Sins display Much more shall they be to a reck'ning brought Who have such words as yours are given out Words full of Defamations and of Lies Great slanders and notorious Blasphemies For these they shall the dreadful doom receive Of the damn'd Spirits and their Torments have As they shall cleared and rewarded be For words that good are to Eternity Then when the Scribes and Pharisees had heard These stabbing truths which Jesus had declar'd Dissembling in their hearts the deadly hate They bore unto him humbly did intreat That he a Token would from Heaven give Whereby they might upon good grounds believe That the undoubted Christ of God he was Sent from him to instruct them in his Laws But Jesus who did never guess amiss Knowing they had a different end in this That notwithstanding all their fair pretence 'T was but a snare to trap his innocence That their chief cause in asking such a Sign Was but to take occasion to begin A quarrel with him which with much more ease They might commence about such things as these Than about them which in their natures are Unto the outward Senses much more near Thus said A vile and wicked People call And seek for Signs but there shall none at all But that of Jonas granted to them be Who is a true and lively Type of me For as three days and nights the Prophet lay Excluded from a life-infusing Ray Within his moving Scaly-Tomb shut fast And was by God restor'd alive at last So shall the Son of Man of heav'nly Birth Almost three days and nights within the Earth Entombed lye and then again shall rise The third day crown'd with lasting Victories And they who by this means will not be wrought And to conviction and repentance brought Nor to the preaching of my Follo'wers give A willing ear and what they teach believe Shall by the Ninivites adjudged be Because though they were in a high degree Sinful so sinful that before the Face Of the great God came up their wickedness Crying aloud on them to shower down His dreadful vengeance from his sacred Throne Yet from the Prophets freedom from his Goal The slimy Belly of the monst'rous Whale And Preaching to them they in Sack-Cloath went And did sincerely of their Sins repent Whereas against my Preaching you are now So stubborn and so stifly bent that though I am by much a greater Prophet known Than Jonas being the Eternal Son God having testify'd of me this same By a loud Voice which from the Heavens came Yet to my Resurrection you 'l not give Credit nor be perswaded to believe What my Apostles by my Spirit shall Instruct you so as to repent at all That Famous Aethiopian Queen likewise Shall up i' th' Judgment ' gainst this Nation rise And it condemn because she came from far The Wisdom of King Solomon to hear Whereas against me you have entertain'd So great displeasure that you won't be gain'd To come and be inform'd of me although To do 't you need no tedious Steps to go And sure to most of you it must be known That I am greater much than Solomon And highly him in Wisdom do surpass And therefore abler am than e're he was To give you both instructions and advice How to attain to be divinely wise His Wisdom being in such things as here Occurr'd and Natural and Humane were Not such a Wisdom as was like to mine Perfect in matters Sacred and Divine And such a Wisdom that would you but be Perswaded to embrace it heartily Would mrke you wise and so direct your feet That you at last with endless Joys should meet But as for you and likewise for the rest Of this your Nation who have been so blest With all-sufficient means to bring you to A timely Sorrow for your Sins and who Have had so many Wonders 'mong you wrought So many Fiends of the Possest cast out And yet so far have hitherto been known From walking worthy of these Mercies shown That ye the God of Love blasphemed have By whom I Work and who me Power gave That let me tell you ye are highly in A sad Condition through your wilful Sin And that your State is much more hopeless now By Satans second coming into you Than 't was before I liv'd among you here Or than it would have been if I had ne're Cast Satan out for now he 'll with him take That he may safe his regain'd Conquest make More and worse Spirits than he did before To tempt you unto Sin and make you more Wicked each day than other until he Hath you involv'd in endless Misery Many more Wonders than we here do write Jesus perform'd in his Disciples sight These are recorded that you all might know Him the Messiah which was promis'd you And that believing him to be the same You might have Life through his Eternal Name The Prayer of the Most Holy Jesus before his Apprehension Saint John 1. NOw when the great and glorious Son of Love Who for our Bliss forsook his own above Had ended his Discourse with lift up Eyes And elevated Hands to Heav'n he cryes 2. Father the hour of my Death draws on For all Mankind now glorifie thy Son That I may be enabled to go through The weighty business which I come to do 3. And as my Power doth extend to All To give Eternal Life permit the fall Of none of those whom I came down to save Let them the Merits of my Passion have 4. All thou requirest to Enthrone Men there Where Joys most perfect and Eternal are Is this to own thee as the Supreme One Thy Laws obey and to embrace thy Son 5. This I have publish'd since I came below I have not fail'd thy sacred Will to show Having now finish'd what I came for here Attend O heavenly Father to my Pray'r 6. When I have suffer'd what is due to Man Receive me up unto thy Joys again Give me that Glory which I had with Thee Before the World was from Eternity 7. As for those Men whom from their Callings thou Gav'st to attend me hear thy Will they know From thee I did receive them thine they were My Will as thine they have obey'd with care 8. Those glorious things for which I did come down I have not secret kept but made them known They have embrac'd that Message brought by me Firmly believing that I came from thee 9. For these peculiar Men to thee I pray Confirm their Faith that no Temptation may Seduce their hearts nor Terrors e're withdraw Their skilful Tongues from publishing thy Law 10. For th' impenitent I no mention make Let them the fruit of all their Sins partake For them I pray and for their constancy Who are thy Gift and who have served me 11. These I commend unto thy gracious

a lovely Face nor Eye Wherein we can contentment find 'T is none of all these things that can Yield solid comforts to a Man 4. It is a faithful-hearted-Friend Whose kindness to me knows no date Though Poverty should be my end Scorns to convert his Love to hate Who when I sin will always be A Faithful Monitor to me 5. Unto whose breast I dare commit A secret safe as in my own Who ne're will in angry fit Betray his Trust to any One Nor from my Interest will be Withdrawn by Frowns or Flattery 6. If such a Friend I chance to find I 'le Center all my Joys in this I have a Jewel to my mind There 's not on Earth a greater Bliss Ambition may eck on desire Mine here shall rest and soar no higer The Sensualist ALL that below this heav'nly Orb doth move For Man was made and so ordain'd above What reason is there that he should deny Himself the Pleasure to content his Eye Woman that lovely Creature here was plac'd For his delight to gaze on and to taste That fragrant Balm which on her Lips doth grow For him to wanton in her Vale below All those rich Treasures both of Sea and Land Were they not made to bow to his Command And whatsoever his vast mind doth crave Was he not freely his desires to have Then where 's the Sin or how doth he amiss If he doth use them as his pleasure is Sure Man by God above the Brutes was grac'd With Reason and for nobler ends here plac'd As Soveraign over all than to allow His Reason should to 's Will and Passions bow This never could be the Creator's thought When out of Clay this curious piece he wrought And none but Folly will pretend to own This he design'd in his Creation 'T is true that Woman by the lib'ral hand Of Heav'n was fram'd to be at Mans command So as to make a loyal loving Wife And prove a Comfort in his tedious Life But not to gaze on with a lustful Eye Much less unmarryed in her Arms to lye And though the Treasures of the wealthy Shoar And Sea are subject to Man's lordly Pow'r Yet can't he without yielding up his sense And proving guilty of an high offence Claim as a Soveraign with a wanton Hand At will to rifle both the Sea and Land And make them bow unto his boundless Lust Then own the action not to be unjust He had not his Dominion to abuse The things created for his needful use But was to have a most regardful Eye Not to enslave them to his Luxury If so there 's no Man but a Fool will say He as his pleasure is may them enjoy A Prayer 1. GReat God! whose providential Care Is over all bow down thine Ear Unto my Pray'r permit not Thou The Devil my invet'rate Foe To work my final overthrow 2. So closely on our Souls he waits With his bewitching-tempting-Baits That straight our Sensual parts we please Embrace a short and transient ease And hazard all than Flesh displease 3. With-hold not then thy saving-Grace From me my God one Minutes space Lest this my brittle House of Clay With my immortal Soul a Prey Becomes to him the damn'd obey 4. O let thy Love procure for me An easier Fate than Misery 'T is just in thee my God I know Since unto Satan's Lure I bow Not to exalt but cast me low 5. Low as that Pit of Horrours where The Damned Howl and tortur'd are Where ' midst those Flames which them torment Which ever Blaze but ne're are spent They day and night their Curses vent 6. Although my Sins these Flames deserve Yet from their lasting Heats preserve My trembling Soul this I implore Except the same thing o're and o're I know not what to ask Thee more God's Goodness and Man's Folly WHen trembling Dust with awful fear Unto thy Throne of Grace draws near And in an humble posture brings To Thee his Catalogue of Sins No sooner he imparts his Grief But thou afford'st thy quick Relief And with forgiveness ready art To ease the Sorrows of his Heart Yet rather than we will forgo Some short-liv'd-Pleasures endless Wo We fondly Court and slight that Love Which will at length our Ruine prove Whereas would we obey thy Will Not suffering ours to have their fill If we thy Laws would not refuse Nor Favours willingly abuse We should enjoy that happiness The glorious Saints in Heav'n possess An Admonition 1. SOul let thy Contemplation be On Heaven and Eternity To fix thy thoughts on this base Earth Becomes not Thee of heav'nly Birth 2. Since all these worldly-Glories quite Will like thy empty Dreams i' th' Night Vanish e're thy bright Morn doth break Why should'st thou pleasure in them take 3. When the last dreadful Trump shall all With its shril Voice to Judgment call Those who their God this World did make Must not of heav'nly Joys partake 4. The Crown of Glory only shall As a Reward to Virtue fall It never shall the Temples bind Of those who earthly things did mind The Penitent 1. I Who that precious time which thou hast lent Have dearest God! in sinful courses spent I who have chose to feed on Husks with Swine Rather than live under thy Rules Divine I thy ungracious Son unto thee home With bleeding heart weeping Eyes do come Asham'd that I so miserably have Mispent those Favours which thy bounty gave 2. And yet what reason have I to presume That e're thy Lips will pass a gentle Doom On my rebellious Life since it hath been wholly devoted to the ways of Sin No I in Justice cannot think thou'lt own Such an ungrateful Wretch to be thy Son Whose wanton Ear would never yield to hear The wholsome counsels of a Parent dear 3. But O my Father by that pow'rful word Look on thy humbled Creature and afford Some glimps of Comfort to my troubled mind And as thou stil'st thy self to be a kind And gracious Father be thou so to me Forgiving him who truly turns to Thee Look not upon me with a rig'rous Eye Of Justice but of Mercy lest I dye A Prayer before the Sacrament THou God who always tak'st delight to be Conferring good on those who trust in Thee Who from thy Bosome by eternal Doom Did'st send thy Son from whence all Joys do come To take our nature on him and to dy Th' accursed death for our Impiety Let me adore Thee for this mighty Love For this my Soul do thou obedient prove And grant dear Lord that I who humbly now Approach thine Altar to remember how And what Christ suffer'd may of Thee obtain Those dear-bought Mercies which his Death did gain I must confess when I consider Lord How I have sinn'd against thy sacred Word How oft I have refus'd to come and eat When I was summon'd to this heav'nly Treat I have not left within my troubled Breast A glimm'ring hope to be a welcome Guest Yet should I still absent should I forbear T' approach thy Table where such offers are How can I ever hope dear Christ to be Partaker of thy Love and Victory No I must never think thou 'lt own me when Thou sits in Judgment on the Sons of Men. Therefore to thee my God I come and bring My Soul and Body for an Offering Vouchsafe that at thy Hands they may a kind And gracious entertainment this day find And be enabled by thy Grace to move In the delightful Steps of holy Love Let not my Sins of Youth or riper Years Engage thee to forsake me to my Tears Have some regard and let me now partake Of thy Sons Mercies for his merits sake Amen and Amen A Farewell to the World THou glorious Nothing now adieu I 'le be no more a Slave to you Hence-forward all my time will I To a more serious Court apply Heaven and all its Joys above Shall be the Object of my Love And study of my Life each day Till I my borrow'd Earth repay And thou immortal God who art The rightful Sov'raign of my Heart Dispose my Thoughts and Actions now Strictly to keep this sacred Vow Thou know'st what mighty Foes they are I must engage with in this War The World on one hand will be sure To bring its Glories to allure And its Temptations will combine To shake this firm Resolve of mine My Flesh will all its vigour show To make me to its Dictates bow And the industr'ous-wily-Fiend Against me all his Pow'rs will bend Forces too great to be withstood By a Compound of Flesh and Blood Needs must I Faint and be subdu'd Unless with heav'nly force indu'd Yet I am fully bent to try Their Strength and Fight them till I dye And do not doubt but at my Death To have the never-fading-Wreath SOLI DEO GLORIA FINIS