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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A93365	The history of Joseph, or, A divine poem upon Joseph and his brethren from the 37th of Genesis to the end, written exactly according to each chapter : to which is added a few other poems, the like never before, by John Smith ...	Smith, John, fl. 1677.	1677 (1677)	Wing S4090C; ESTC R43752	28,596	75

Asse-Fole bind unto the Vine And vvash his Garments in the Choysest Wine His Eyes vvith Wine they likewise shall be red His Teeth vvith Milk they shall be vvhitened ZEbulun he by the Sea-side shall dwell His Haven for Rich Shipping shall excell And flourishing so splendidly in order Quite unto Zidon there shall be his border ISsachar he as a strong Asse shall be Couching between two burdens shall see That Rest is good to him and that the Land Is good and pleasant he shall understand And he to bear his shoulder he shall bow And shall be subject Tribute to allow DAn he shall Judge his People and excel In Honour like a Tribe of Israel Dan he shall be a Serpent by the vvay An Adder by the Path vvhich in the day To bite the Horse-heeles subtily shall Craul To make him stumble and his Rider fall Then Jacob vvith this heavenly Salutation Cri'd out O Lord I vvait for thy Salvation GAd he an Host of men shall lay him vvast But he shall overcome them at the last ASher he shall abound in every thing And shall have Pleasure that befits a King NAphtali shall be let loose as a Hinde And giving fair and goodly words most kind JOseph he shall be like a fruitful Bough Which by a well's side fruitfully doth grow His tender Boughs and pleasant Branches all Shall grow and spread and run upon the wall The Archers grieved him and at him shot And though they hated him they hit him not But still his bow and hands in strength abode His Armes were strengthen'd by the mighty God Of whom is the chief Stone of Israel That Rich and precious stone that doth excel Ev'en by thy Father's God who will thee love And will thee bless with blessings from above With blessings here beneath that are to Come VVith blessings of the Breasts of the VVomb The blessings of thy Father hath not fail'd But far above his Elders hath prevail'd To th' utmost bounds of th' everlasting Hills On Joseph's Head they him with honour fills Upon the Head of him he that was hated He that was from his Breth'ren separated BEnjamin he shall Ravine in the day And in the Morning shall devour the Prey Like to a fierce Wolfe he at Eventide The spoile which he hath taken shall divide ALL these are the twelve Tribes of Israel And this is that their Father did them tell With sev'ral Blessings each of them did bless And afterwards thus to them did express I now am ready to be Gathered Unto my People now when I am Dead Bury me with my Fathers in the Cave In Ephrons Field the Hittite make my Grave VVhich is before Mamre in Canan Land Abr'ham he bought the same of Ephron's hand He and his Wife they both were buri'd there There Isaac and Rebeckah buri'd were And there I buri'd Leah after Death The Field was Purchas'd of the Seed of Heth. Thus Jacob made an end of giving charge Unto his Sons his mind hath spoke at large And then submitting to the Lord of Host Pluck't up his Feet and yeilded up the Ghost CHAP. XIV Being L. of Genesis The Argument Now Joseph he doth with great Care His Father's Funeral prepare Interrs him in his Native Land As Israel did him Command So he and all the Royal Train Returns to Egypt back again THen Joseph fell upon his Fathers Face And Wept and his dead Corpes he did Embrace And the Physitians that with him did dwell They did imbalm his Father Israel When Fourty dayes of Mourning were perform'd So long they Mourn'd for them that were Imbalm'd But th' Egyptians they did him bewail Seventy Days their Mourning did not fail And when the days of Mourning all were past Joseph he spake to Pharoah's House at last And said If I have Favour found I pray Speak in the Ears of Pharoah now and say My Father he did make me to him Swear To bear him hence and not to lay him here But in his Grave which is in Canaan Land To lay him there he gave a great Command And therefore let me now intreat of thee That this his will may be fullfill'd by me Then Pharoah said go and not lay him here Perform thy Oath as he did make thee Swear So Joseph with great diligence and care A stately Funeral he did prepare And with him went the Chief of all the Land All Pharoah's house they were at his Command Likewise his own house and his Bretheren And all his Fathers house went with him then Only the Children small it was his mind Their Sheep and Cattel such to leave behind Chariots he took and Horsemen sumptuously VVith him went an exceeding Company Now when they came to Atads threshing floor VVhich is beyond Jordan they Mourned sore VVith grievous Lamentation there they stays And Mourned for his Father seven dayes And when the Canaanites of all the Land Their Mourning saw amaz'd they all did stand And afterwards 't was call'd throughout their Nation Th' Egyptians place of grievous Lamentation So thus his sons as he did them Command VVith care interr'd him in his Native Land And Joseph he returned back again To Egypt he and all the Royal Train Now when his breth'ren saw their father dead They were afraid and sorely troubled And said it may be Joseph will us hate Now our Father 's dead hard is our fate Our former trespass he 'l remember still And Justly may requite us now with ill Therefore they sent to Joseph and did say Pardon our former trespasse now we pray It 't was our father's will while he did live The Sin we did Commit thou should'st forgive Let not thy heart against us now be hardn'd But let that sin we did commit be pardon'd This meek request made Joseph's heart relent He wept and said be you not discontent Then all his breth'ren fell upon their knee To him and said Lo we thy Servants be And Joseph said am I not under God Do I not know that Vengeance hath a rod When you thought ill God turn'd the same to good To save your lives you since have understood Fear not now therefore I will nourish you Your Wives and Children as I ought to do Thus he did Comfort them and told his mind And Spake to them most Lovingly and Kind Now Joseph he in Egypt still did dwell His Fathers house likewise there lived well And Joseph Ephr●ims Sons he there did see His Childrens Children to the third Degree Likewise the Sons Sons of Manasseh were Brought unto Joseph's knees as doth appear Then Joseph said unto his Bretheren I now shall die and God will surely then Visit you And will by his mighty hand Bring you from hence unto your promis'd land Which he t' Abraham and to Isaac sware And unto Jacob that he would prepare And Joseph made them swear and said this do My Bretheren When God shall visit you Carry my bones with you do not dispence With them in Egypt bear them

with you hence So Joseph he in Egypt died when His age it was an hundet'd years and ten And was embalm'd and put into his Chest Joseph is gone to everlasting rest Glory to God who is enthron'd on high Sing praises to his heavenly Majesty Angels and men his holy Name adore And Hallelujah Sing for evermore Amen The Blessed Virgins Song Luke 1. Beginning at the 46 verse MY Soul doth praise the Lord with meek behaviour My spirit doth rejoyce in God my Saviour He hath regarded now the Low estate Of his Hand-Maiden happy is my fate For now behold henceforth 't will be exprest All generations still shall call me blest For he that is Almighty he hath done To me great things who is the Holy One. His mercies are on them that do him fear From age to age his goodness doth appear He strength hath shewed with his mighty Arm The proud to scatter that imagin harm He hath put down the mighty now I see And hath exalted them of low degree He hath the hungry fill'd which go astray With good the rich hath empty sent away And he hath help'd his servant Israel In his abounding mercy that excell As he spake to our Father 's heretofore To Abr'ham and his seed for evermore Hallelujah His Lamentation beholding London and Westminster upon the new Monument VVHich now is rais'd and built near to the place That dreadful fire first began it's race Which for the space of four dayes did Burn And did our City into Ashes turn And now succeeding Ages may remember To bear in mind the second of September It has a Golden top resembl'ng Fire That all Spectators far and near admire And 't is for Height so Stately to behold Above an hundr'd Paces three times told Upon this sumptuous Pillar I did stand And thus bewail'd the Glory of the Land Behold those Cities how they do abound With Sodomires How they are compass'd round And how with Zion they do both reside Stiff neck'd and Haughty and pufft up with pride Like to the Daughters of Jerusalem Our City-Dames may be compar'd to them With wanton dresses each of them bedecks And walking daily with forth-stretched necks How unbecoming Christians how unmeet They walk and make a tinkling with their feet Alas these Cities may not we with sorrow Compare them both to Sodom and Gomorrah The greatest sins that were committed there The same if not far worse are acted here For why we sin against a greater Light Living in wanton pleasures day and night Alas I fear of us it may be said We worse than Sodom have the wanton play'd Both great and small profane thy Name O God Yet thou art mercifull and spares thy Rod. Let not thy gracious mercies stop our ears But fill our hearts with Grief our Eyes with Tears We may in Sack-cloath weep both day and night And each of us become a Ninivite Lord when thy servant Jonah thou hadst sent To Niniveh how soon they did repent Let Jonah Lord to us such tidings bring We may Lament with Niniveh's great King And to appease thy Judgements let us hast To put on Sack-cloath and proclaime a Fast For who can tell if God will spare our City Our sins are great how can he shew us pity O Lord forgive our sins for they are many And if within our Cities there are any That loves thy Gospel and do fear thy Name Let them be Pillars to support the same We may not Lord be swallow'd up as Korah Nor be destroy'd as Sodom and Gomorrah O let thy Gospel flourish and remain Amongst us let it not be Preacht in vain Left in the end we should become as those On whom thou did'st pronounce thy dreadfull woes Who did revile our blessed Lord and Saviour His glorious teaching and his meek behaviour Who doubtless Suffers now his dreadfull ire The wofull Vengeance of eternall fire O let us not be Citizens with them Let 's be a Type of new Jerusalem Build up our places wast and desolate Write Holiness t'thy Self upon each gate O let our gates with righteousness be ba●'d And let thy Holy Angels be our guard Let Abraham intreat for us and pray And Let just Lot within our Cities stay Let Righteousness and Peace each other greet And like a mighty stream run down each-street Then shall we Lord thy holy Word imbrace Then shall we ever be a Holy Place A place of Mirth in Singing Psalmes and Hymns And Heavenly Anthems to th' King of Kings Hasten us Lord our feet may swiftly run The way of peace so shall thy will be done We may thy glorious Majesty adore And Sing thy praises Lord for evermore Amen Make haste O Lord let this thy will be done And hast the Kingdom of thy blessed Son And let us watch and not asleep be found When thy Arch-Angels shall thy Trumpets sound To raise the dead O Lord both small and great For to appear before thy Judgement-seat Yea when thy Trumpets sound the dead shall rise All mortalls shall come to this great Assize The Moon shall lose his light the stars shall fall From heaven Lord at this thy dreadfull Call The Element shall melt and with a noise Shall pass away at dread Jehovah's voice And then with Power and glory shining Clear The Son of Man shall in the clouds appear Whose glory shines so glorious and so bright The Sun shall turn to blood and lose its light And then the Tribes of all the earth shall mourn With dreadfull fear to see the Heavens burn Then shall the Righteous shine forth as the fun Whose righteous Race the wicked have out run Who dare not cry Lord Lord have mercy on us But cry out Rocks and Mountains fall upon us To hide them from the presence of the Lord But Rocks and Mountains shall no place afford No! Kings and Princes shall receive their doom Judges themselves must now to Judgement come No Bribes nor Fees now Justice shall take place The Righteous Judge will plead the Poor mans case And in his justice wil pronounce this sentence Upon all those that dy'd without Repentance The Whore-monger the Swearer and the Lier Depart ye Curs'd into eternal Fire But to the Righteous thus the Lord will say Come come ye bless'd into eternal Joy In Joyes unspeakable ever for to Sing Sweet Hallelujah's to your heavenly King O who will not Gods Holy Word obey And tremble at the thoughts of this great day Let 's watch and pray we may our selves prepare Lest it should come upon us unaware Hallelujah His Verses upon the 5th of November the 30th of January and the 29th of May. For the Fifth of November NOw was that Cursed Jesuite-invention So cruel and so horrid an intention With Romish Powder found out by a Fryer Whose Subtilty the Devil might admire A dreadfull Blow that quickly would have sent Up to the Clouds our King and Parliament A hellish Plot in secret Wrought by night Which the Almighties Wisdom brought to light The Papal actions to a sudden shame Blessed for ever be his holy Name Now to this day it 's call'd the Powder plot Throughout this Land never to be forgot Which day we keep in Memory therefore To be observ'd till Time shall be no more For the 30th of January O Day of horror thou that art confin'd To be forgot and yet be bore in mind Thou fill'st this Land with grievous Lamentations To be a hissing to all forraign Nations The very Heathens where we traffick bring Cry out false Traytors you that kill'd your King Alas that Christian's guilty are of that Which Turks and Pagans are amazed at Ah Bloody day how vile thou dost appear Why art thou in the Number of the Year To be a Blot upon the Christians name And to this Land an Everlasting shame O Lord forgive this great iniquitie And let this day a day of Sorrow be A day of Mourning for so great a Crime To after Ages till the end of Time For the 29th of May. THis is the Joyfull Birth and Restoration Of our dread Prince the Monarch of this Nation This day Lord Monk with many Nobles more Did all repair to welcome Him on shore Great Multitudes to see the KING this day Were more than thousand 's standing by the way Throughout this Land who could not but admire The Hills and Mountains all were set on fire The Trumpets sound the Bells most sweetly Ring The People shout and cry God save the KING Harmon'ous instruments of Musick sweet Melodiously were heard in every Street A day of so great Triumph and of Fame The tongue of man can ne're declare the same And now the King enjoyes his own again God grant him long in Health Wealth to Raign HAst from the Press my Muse salute the spring Chant forth thy Anthems make the vallies Ring Sing like a Siren that all comers near thee They may be ravish'd and amaz'd to hear thee Fly thou my little Bird to every Town And see thou put all Wanton Singers down With thy sweet voice where ever thou shalt com They may be silent and for ever dum Seek thou no rest but fly a thousand waies In every Corner sing Jehovah's praise Then all will say that sit to here thee sing Thou art the sweetest Bird of all the spring FINIS