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A54439 A narative [sic] of some of the sufferings of J.P. in the city of Rome J. P. (John Perrot), d. 1671?; Bayley, Charles. Third of the sixth month, 1661, from the common goal in Burkdou in France. 1661 (1661) Wing P1627; ESTC R19839 9,142 16

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their camps as smoak and hosts that were as strong as steele he made become as towe before the breath of my mouth who formed my nostrils as a bellowes and my mouth as a flaming Furnace So he gave me the Standerd of the battle and put the Ensigne of victory in my hand who instead of fear gave me wonderful courage and instead of weakness strength and valour and took pleasure to visit me with mercies and with comfortable promises of Life Yea in the time of my sore distress at midnight he appeared at my Prison window in a flame of Fire which my fleshly eyes beheld and then he smote upon the Iron bars thereof which my fleshly ears did hear So then I remembred him in the spirit that he was my God and that he watched over me in the dayes of my affliction moreover when my foes did oppress me He roared with Thunders in the City which made the houses and their foundations to tremble as a leaf and made mine enemies to cry with fear and then as I was laid down in my Prison with mine eye on the chain of my leg he cast in a barre of fire in manner and bigness of a Jovelin which smote upon the end therof which was fastened to a Ring in the Wall by which he shewed me his might and the wonderfulness of his glorious Power and by the same did seal unto me his Covenant for he swore unto me by his life that he would break my bonds assunder and gave me Testimony upon Testimony of his faithfulness And in the dayes of my misery he humbled himself as if he were lower then the Son of man and came down and spake to me as a man doth speak with his friend and so took delight to break my heart assunder that he might bind me up in his bosome of pleasure He divers times plainly told me saying fear not worm Jacob for I am thy God no Inchantment shall ever prevail against thee no weapon formed against thee shall prosper Besides he carried me through deep places where he discovered unto me many wonders yea and shewed me things too wonderful for me Ah the glory the glory the marvellous glory of his wonderful works my weakness can never declare neither can I utter the proportion of his ravishing joyes whereof he made me to drink at the Fountain in abundance And when he had proved me by manifold waies much more then any mortal man could imagine and seeing that in my sorrows I forsook him not but grew nearer and nearer into him and in my joyes I swelled not above him but more and more feared and trembled that I might live alwaies humble beneath him and his tender pitties taking upon him the soreness of the sufferings of my poor earthly Tabernacle at last through the way that he had broken through the hard places reached me with the bowels of his servants and with the prophecyes of many of his people who spake in the one Spirit unto me the very things which he covenanted unto me in the time of my extream misery which was as a seven-fold Seal in my soul confirming his Testimonies unto me and then he raised up his little babe my dear Brother Thomas Hart to set his tender soul nearer unto my sufferings and made him take my burthens on his back and the yoak of my Tribulation on his neck and made him sup of my sore sorrows and drink of the bleedings of my grief and in the eternal bowels of his loving kindness and mercies made him attend me with constant consolations and with renewed comforts of his life yea he made him unto me as the compassions of a Father to his Child and as the bowels of a Mother to her babe who took it as the delight of his heart to send swiftly unto me the refreshing streams of my Brethren and Sisters brookes Ah he was as dayly bread to my hunger and as the best wine to my thirst yea the most high God made him as the dews of Heaven on mylocks and as the drops of the clouds on my skirts who over took me with a Sea of his love and swallowed me in the deeps of his affection so that he was a joy to me in my tedious bonds and gladnesse unto me whilest I was grieved of mine enemies and still he counted the most of his love too little and the weight of his affection as a thing too light in the ballance whose bowels did break me assunder and the flames of his love melted me into many streams Moreover the everlasting mercies of my God did stir up the bowels of other two of his tender babes named in the tent Jane Stokes and Charles Baylie to come to visit me whilest I was as forsaken of all men who in the uprightness of their hearts and perfect faith in my God of wonders came travelling through land towards me bruised in their righteous souls in abstinence and fasting in weakness and sore pains yet spared not their bodies to the utmost but in the faith persevered in their pilgrimage untill they arrived to Rome where C. B. offered his life to ransome me and both of them entered into captivity for the love which they bore to my life and Charles wore the irons of my bonds in fastings and sore sufferings which melted my heart like wax and made me drop down the tears of mine eyes which pretious visitations of my Fathers eternal love manifested unto me in tender compassions through the yerning bowels of these his beloved babes must never be forgotten of me but remembred of me in a soul abounding with thansgiving and spirit of praise of the most high yea for these and all his unspeakable favours I will laud praise honour renown and magnify his holy Name and power for ever and ever Amen For his mercies are over all his works and his compassions are without bounds or measure and in the belly of a continual broken heart desire I to dwel where I may evermore honour my God with my tears for oh oh I am overcome I am overcome of his infinite mercies towards me And this I leave for posterities and generations following that my seeds seed and its seeding seed may know the love wherewith my God hath loved me both in himself and in the bowels of these his babes yea let the record of it be had in Israel unto the end of dayes and time to the glory of the God of my salvation and and let the day of the birth of these innocent Lambs be had in memory of blessing in the hearts of Sions Seed for ever whom the Lord God of my life made like so many long lines of his unsearchable loving kindness which reached me in the deeps of my biter calamities and in the lamentable daies of my languishings Oh blessed blessed blessed praised and magnified be the God of my salvation even for ever and ever Amen Written in Rome Prison of Madmen JOHN The third of the sixth Month