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of the soule Thou art the portion of mine inheritance the longing of my hearts loue and the onely heauen that I hope for who can know thee and not loue thee or know what loue is is not rauished with the thought of thee O my sweet Sauiour since it hath pleased thee to call mee vnto thee I humbly beeseech thee let mee neuer goe from thee but let mee liue and die with thee that I maie die to liue with thee for y u onely art the life the onely life of thē that come vnto thee and to thee onely doe I come with sorowfull MARY beeseeching thy comfort in the greatnesse of thy goodnesse so to inspire my hart with the grace of thy holie spirit that with y e teares of my soul mingled with one drop of thy pretious blood I maie wash awaie the filth of my vnsauerie sinne and in the comfort of thy kindenesse I may kisse the feete of thy mercie till out of the wretched vale of this worldly miserie thou wilt bring mee to the ioies of the elected in thy loue that there beeing preserued by the hande of thy mercie with the Angells of thy traine I maie sing to thy Glorie Amen A prayer vppon Elizabethes meeting with hir cosen Mary the blessed virgin Luke i. Chap. 4. i. verse The fruict therof The ioies of the elected that by the loue of grace are allied vnto Christ. YF all the treasures of the world were layde together were they any better then trash compared oh LORD to the least thought of thy Loue are not the Heauens them selues the workes of thy singers and is not the earth with all hir glory most glorious in beeing thy footestoole what thē are wee but drossie creatures of slimy clay but wherin thou hast made vs gratious to encrease the greatnesse of thy glory shall we then attribute vnto our selues that is due only vnto thee or thinck our selues to bee any thing that haue our being but in thee wilful were such a blindenesse and wofull were such a sight as taking night for the day would seeke paradise in hell LORD keepe vs from such a folly cleere vs from such a blindenesse saue vs from falling into such an errour be thou the light of our loue the sence of our vnderstanding the wisedome of our knowledge the meditation of our hearts and the ioy of our Soules but sweet LORD I reede that when ELIZABETH met with hir cosen MARY the blessed Virgin thy blessed mother the babe sprāg in hir wombe which after he came into the world did preach of thy kingdome aboue the world and now mee thincks I feele thy holy Spirit making entraunce into my Soule there rise vp thoughts in my heart to honour thee in the highest Heauens but the thought is yet yong cannot prosper without thy blessing it is conceiued in my Soule by the blessing of thy grace LORD preserue it with thy mercy that I may bring ir foorth to thy glorie though when it is at the best as it is frō me it is vnworthy to loose the least latchet of thy shoe yet as it is from thee a guift of thy Goodnesse at the Feete of thy mercie let it speake of thy glorie thy grace hath begot it let thy good spirit breed it thy holy hande so preserue it y ● being fed in this infancy with the sweet milk of thy Mercy it mai gather such force in the faith of thy holy word y t delighting in thy law liuing but in thy Loue it may loath the whole world to be y e lest in thy kingdom oh sweet Lord let my hart reioyce to heere of thee my sences to serue thee my soule to praise thee bee thou y e childe of my loue the Lord of my life the life of my soul let my soule euer conceiue thee neuer part frō thee y t hauing thee for my comfort I may feare no crosse nor care for any calamity be y u swet Iesu my father my child my husband my brother my loue my life my Lord my god in whom my spirit may reioyce when I but thinck of thy blessing that beeing wholy rauished with the vertue of thy loue in harmony of thy graces I may Glorify thy holly name Amen A praier vpon the talke of Christ with the woman of Samaria Ihon. 4. The fruict therof the comfort of mercy PEereles loue and purest life of thy beloued pardon I beeseech thee the presūption of thy poore wounded creature wounded with sinne and cureles of hir sore but onely in the merite of thy MERCY in the oile of thy grace wounds of thy loue oh sweet IESV thou didst vouchsafe at Iacobs well of the woman of Samaria to aske a little water thou talkedst with hir reueledst thy selfe vnto hir who vnworthy of thy comfort could not conceiue the greatnes of thy kindenes but alas Lord heere is another woman that commeth with another thirst to drinck of another fountaine which fountaine onely art thou alone thou art the well of life of which who drinketh shall neuer dye long hath my soule thirsted after thee yea in a barraine and drie land where no water is oh that I might so drinck of thy vertue that beeing dronck with thy loue I might bee so moistened with thy grace that I might neuer thurst more after sinne oh sweet Iesu how sweet is thy sweetnes no hart can Imagine nor tung can expresse a fountaine neuer dri of the abūdance of whose streams all the blessed come to drincke all that drinck are in loue and all that loue doe liue for euer such a spring neuer drying such a loue euer liueing such a life euer ioying wher is it but in thee where art thou but it is oh foūtaine of all blessednes oh blessing of all happines oh felicity of all ioyfulnes quench the fire of my thirst with one droppe of thy grace let fall the dew of thy blessing vpon the drie hart of my soule that being refreshed with thy loue I maie deuote my life to thy seruice for sweet LORD though the woman of Samaria would not offer thee drinck beecause the Samaritans would not meddle with the iewes yet sweet Lord I am sure thou wilt not denie me thy mercy because I am a sinner for thou hast mercy in store for all them that come vnto thee Iacob their father gaue y t well as it seemed to an vncourteous people that would not giue thee a cuppe of their water but God thy father hath giuen thee to all people a fountaine of life to all that in true faith thirst to drinck of thy loue how incomparable is thy kindnes that with the blood of thy hart didst seale the bond of thy loue doest thou denie any one comfort that callest all vnto thy mercy or doest thou suffer any to perish that put their trust in thy word doest thou not offer thy selfe freely shall I not beg thee
with teares yes sweet Lord I humbly thanck thee I feele the sweetnes of thy loue though I can not beeholde thy presence I tast of thy goodnes though I see not thy persō drinck of thy vertue though I know not thine essence for had not the medicine of thy mercy cured my soul of hir sorow I had died in my sinne ere I had tasted of thy grace but sweet-LORD the woman of Samaria had many husbands my soule desireth but thy loue be thou I say the husband of my loue the loue of my life and life of my soule the fountaine of my faithes comfort the water of my hopes life the sweet of my eternall felicitie let me thirst only for thy grace drinck onely of thy mercie liue onely to thy Glorie that from the puddles of the worlde deliuered by thy mercy in the ioies of paradise I may sing Halaluiah to thy holly Maiestie Amen A prayer vpon the woman of Canaan hir suite vnto Christ Math xv verse 22. The fruict thereof The blessing of faith ETernall Almighty euerliuing and euerloueing God my deerest master sweetest Lord onely Sauiour IESVS CHRIST the comfort of the sorrowfull the hope of the faithful and the life of the ioyfull the Surgion of the heart the Phisition of the minde the medicine of the soule the power of vertue the wisdome of grace the glory of mercy who liuing in the heauens beholdest all the dwellers vpon y e earth hearest y e cries of the afflicted asswagest the pains of the tormēted comfortest y e harts of the distressed that in true faith of thy woord fly to the mercy of thy will emong those miserable sinners that haue no hope of reliefe but in the heauenly eye of thy mercy vouchsafe sweet Christ to cast one looke of pitty vppon the wounded heart of my vnworthy soule whē the woman of syrophenissa came to thee for the cure of hir daughter possessed with a diuel though at the first thou gauest hir a kinde of denying answere in that it was not meete to giue the Childrens meate vnto dogges yet to hir humble replie that the dogs might eate of the crummes that fall from their masters table to the glory of thy mercy thou madest a gratious Conclusion wherein the humility of hir faith had effected hir ioy in thy fauour hir daughter was made whole and shee departed away but now oh Lord was she onely blessed in this abundant measure of thy mercy or can sin haue such power in the world as to bar thy seruants thy blessing or shal any dispaire of thy comfort when thou callest all vnto mercy no sweet Lord I know thou art not partial in thy loue that lookest onely into thy selfe thou art not sparing of thy blessing that art boūtifull to the whole world nor wouldest the death of a sinner therfore wilt surely haue mecry on thy seruants to thee therefore sweet Iesu I humbly come not for my diseased daughter but thy distressed daughter vnworthy of so good a father yet praying thee good father help me thi vnworthy seruant beseeching thee sweet maister comfort mee and thy vnworthy creature crying vnto thee oh God of all mercy haue mercy vpon mee in the multitude of thy compassions do away all my offences in the oyle of the grace heale my soule of hir sinne in the power of thy mercy deliuer me from euill I know not with how many diuells I am daily hourely tempted by a world of illusions to bee drawen from thy loue but were ther neuer so many thou canst deliuer me from them all for thy power is inuincible thy mercy is Almightie and thy loue hath no limits sinne is but an infection the diuells are but ministers of thy wrath thou wilt haue mercy on thy seruants heale therefore my disease commaund away my tormentors and bee glorious in thy goodnesse where thy good spirit entereth no euill spirit will bide where thy grace toucheth no sinne tarrieth and whom thou inspirest with thy loue they are allready in heauen but alas sweet IESVS mee thincks I heere thee accuse mee of so dogged a nature that I am not worthy to feede of the fruict of thy fauour Lord I cōfesse it that while dogs waite one their masters trenchers I haue not attended on the table of thy merry therfore am vnworthy of the least crum of thy comforte yet sweet Lord since thy mercy is ouer all thy workes put mee not out of the booke of thy remembraunce thou hast called mee though I come late giue mee a penny of thy charity though I deseure nothing of thy mercy I am sick thou canst heale mee bee thou gratious though I be sinfull the diuell is a tirant but thou art y e god of mercy who with one looke of thine eie canst make him flye from thy presence with one woord of thy mouth canst banish hi● from thy beloued with one blessing of thy hand canst make me liue euer but oh sweet LORD since I haue by ●ine absence ●rom attending on thy table de●erued not onely to bee famished with lack of thy comfort not to receiue the least crum of thy mercy yet in the least looke of thy loue since thy glorie is ●n thy mercy loose no part of thy right let me come behinde thee emong thē throng of sinners to touch the hem of thy garment that by the vertue of my faith I maie finde grace in thy fauour being cured of my sinne comforted by thy mercy by the grace of thy holly spirite I may Glorifiy thy holly name not with the Siroph●n●ssiā depart away with thy blessing but with y ● ioy of thy mercy folow thy shadow with my seruice till being wholely deliuered from the temptation of sin in the saluation of thy mercy with the elected of thy loue by the good spirit of thy grace I may euer sing to thy glory Amen A prayer vpon the widdowes two Mites xii of Marke 41 verse The fruict thereof the praise of Charity NOthing is more comfortable to my soule then the Meditation of thy mercy sweet Iesu thou alone art hee whom my soule loueth and iust cause for by thy onely loue my soule liueth when I beholde thee in my hart I haue enough for my comfort wanting thy grace I comsume away with calamitie oh vnspeakable sorrow to misse the ioy of thy mercy and how great is their heauen that haue a feeling of thy loue oh sweet Lord how greatly wilt thou commend a little loue in thy seruant but how infinitly art thou to bee glorified that giuest thy selfe vnto sinners oh imcōparable kinde loue to lay downe the life of thy beeloued thou didst commend the poore widdow for casting two mites into the treasury thou hast giuen vs thy selfe to bring vs into thy treasury bee thou therefore commended aboue all commendation shee gaue but a little though all shee had y u gauest thy selfe without