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A16534 A spirituall hymne or The sacrifice of a sinner to be offred vpon the altar of a humbled heart, to Christ our Redeemer. Inverted in English sapphicks, from the Latine, of the reverend, religious, and learned divine, Mr Robert Boyd of Trocborege. By Sr William Mure yo: of Rowallane knight. By whom is also annexed a poeme, entituled Doomes-day. Containing, hells horrour, and heavens happinesse.; Roberti Boddii a Trochoregia Hecatombe christiana. English Boyd, Robert, 1578-1627.; Mure, William, Sir, 1594-1657. 1628 (1628) STC 3445; ESTC S116400 16,452 60

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suffring for thy sins soule staynes Flammes lashing whips rackes fyrie chaynes tormenting outward sense Of all most terrible remaines Losse of Gods face while thou sustains O hell of hell O paine of paines still to bee banisht thence 29 But when thou hast as many yeares Those tortures felt as shyne in sphears Lights fixt and straying eyes haue teares or waves the azure Plaine No nearer are their end those feares Ever beginning which thou beares No change abates no date outweares thy euer pinching paine 30 O dying life O living death O stinging fyre blowne by Gods breath O boyling lake no ground which hath destroying nought it burnes O overflowing flood of wrath Which damned soules are drencht beneath O pit profound O woefull path whence Entrer ne're returnes 31 Sweet Reconciler Prince of peace Who pittying Mans most wretched cace Didst hellish agonies embrace in soule in bodie shame Let mee in those extreames finde grace Illightned by thy glorious face Rankt mongst thy Saints the elect race whose wayes thou didst proclaime 32 O! let me safe protection plead Unto my soule which full of dread Hanges ouer Hell by lifes fraile threed conservde but by thy might That when heauens whence it did proceed Its separation have decreed With Noahs Doue Thou mayst it lead there whence it first tooke flight 33 Oh how it longes on winges to rise Secure from sins contagious dyes Endenizde citizen of skies with Thee for aye to rest Oh how it doth the Jayle despise In fleshes fetters it wh●ch tyes And lets it to enjoy the pryse with which thy Saints are blest 34 For Thee I thirst O living spring Pure source of life who guides faiths wing By flight to reach the hyest thing to compasse things most hard When shalt Thou mee from danger bring To Port of peace my God my King Blest giver and the gifted thing rewarder and reward 35 When shall J from exile set free My native home my country see When one immortall Pineons flie that holy Citie reach Whose streetes pure gold gold buildings bee Walls stones most precious beautifie Ports solide Pearles Guests neuer die whose peace no paines empeach 36 Eternall spring shrill Winter gone This Climate constant makes alone Nor flamming heate nor frozen Zone distemper heere doe breed From Lambes sweet breath on glories throne Enstalde are balmie odours throwne Time hath no turnes heere change is none no seasons doe succeed 37 Pale envy emulation spight Nor death nor danger heere affright Heere hopes nor feares nor false delight in sublunarie toyes No Lampe dartes foorth alternat light The Lambes sweet face here shines ay bright Which of the Saints doth blesse the sight who doe in him rejoyse 38 Heere simple beautie scorneth Arte Rose-cheeked youth old ages dart Joyes perpetuitie impart no warre disturbs this peace O this Gods Palace royall arte Preparde in these with all desart For all that vpright are in heart ere light did paynt heavens face 39 Thou by whose pow're the spheares are rol● Earths hanging Orbe who dost vphold Great Architect King vncontrold Lord of this Universe E●stalde heere on a Throne of gold Dost diamantine scepter hold Givest Lawes to earth hence dost behold how wights below converse 40 If heere such eye-enchaunting sights Amazing beauties choise delights This Mansion low of dying wights Earths brittle Orbe adorne What wonders then what glorious lights Must beautifie those reachlesse hights Thy blest aboade which dayes which nig● vicissitude doth scorne 41 If these such admiration breed What Thou who didst heauens Curtain sprea Earth stayde midst aire that it doth neede its weight nought to sustaine Who full of Majestie and dread Of intellectuall pow'rs dost plead Attendance on thy face which feede O ever blessed traine 42 Archangels Angels clothde with might Thrones Cherubs Seraphins of light Princes and Powers all shining bright Dominions vertues pure With beames that sparkle from the sight ●nflamde which flie no other flight But satiat rest rapt with delight which doth for aye endure 43 O sweet societie how blest They who these orders haue encreast From labour free in peace who rest surpassing humane sense Where blesse where glory doth invest Apostles Martyres and the rest Of holy Saints with tortures prest to death in Trueths defence 44 The Patriarchs Prophets Lights divine Cleare starres on earth bright suns here shine Heere all the elect hoast deathes line which yet haue ouerpast Incorp'rat to their Head incline One way Joyes common all combine This band no discord can vntwine loue doth eternall last 45 Of glorie 'mongst these bands elect Degrees there are but no defect Full vessells all none can expect more than the lest containes Mans heart no pleasure can project But greater doth from hence reflect One cause in all workes one effect of measure none complaines 49 O Joyes my drossie sprite which wing Upwards aboue the spheares to spring Times Father where thy praises ring which Saints which Angels raise Where all around Thee in a ring Heau'ns hoasts high Allelujahs sing O heavenly consort Blessed King blest people Thee who praise 47 No woefull earth-confined wight With Owlish eyes can view this light The weake horizon of Mans sight farre farre which doth outreach This vnexpressible delight Doth reasons dazelde eye benight What J cannot conceiue aright Lord let experience teach 48 Giue mee that in some measure small While fleshes bands my sprite enthrall ● may a farre a glance let fall at these contentments poynt These termlesse Joyes which one day shall In honny turne Saints bitter gall From guilt when flamms shall purge this Ball this Engine hudge disjoynt 49 When the Arch-angels voice shall raise The graues pale guests the World amaze Around all burning in a blaze suffring for mans offence What Joyes then sleeping Saints shall seaze How much this long-longde sight them please This sight deaths fetters which shall ease all passed cares compense 50 O what a happie houre how deare How glorious shall this day appeare To thee my Soule when fred from feare grimme death thou darst outface When thy redemption drawing neare Lifes toyles shall trophees to Thee reare Which cankring Tyme shall ne're outweare nor foes despight de●ace 51 Though tyrants haue by doome vnjust In furious flammes thy carcasse thrust Not d●igning It to earth to trust with honour of a graue No Atome of thy scattered dust But see this solemne Meeting must Purgde from corruption from rust of sinne did It depraue 52 Thy shape renewde more glorious made Than when it entred deathes darke shade Raisde by his viuifying aide Deaths powres who did controule With flesh adornde which ne're shall fade Nor rotte in earthes cold bosome laide But liue for aye the Mansion glade of a Triumphing soule 53 No beautie nature brought'to light Did ravish most amazed sight Which as farre short from day as night from This shall not bee found Which shall adorne each new-borne wigh● Co-partner of