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A33990	The marrow of gospel-history, or, A diversion for youth at their spare hours being a poem on the birth, life, death, and resurrection of our most blessed lord and saviour, Jesus Christ : with some thoughts on the apostate angels and fallen man ... / by Hercules Collins ...	Collins, Hercules, d. 1702.	1696 (1696)	Wing C5362; ESTC R43110	29,586	100

those separating Hills And take us to thy Rest The Winter Blasts are almost gone Farewel the Rain and Flood We cry aloud come fetch us home Why have thy Chariots stood Come Lord with thy sweet Jubilee Hark how the Creatures groan With Saints for full Redemption Hear how they make their moan Come blessed Lord do thou create New Heavens and new Earth A sinless Kingdom we long for Which gives true Joy and Mirth With speed make haste Vengeance to show For thy blest Temple's sake All Antichrists both East and West Do thou make desolate And then the chief rejected Stone Tho little it will grow Into a Mount and fill the Seat Of Monarchs here below Mr. Raseson That Stone which from the Mountain was Cut out without a Hand Into a Mountain let it grow And all the World command A burdensome Foundation-stone In Zion there shall lie All that do spurn against that Stone Shall by it fall and die Then all Christ's marked Ones they shall With him ascend the Throne Then all the World to him will bow When he shall reign alone Lord Jesus haste unto thy Throne We no more Captives be And fly upon the Wings of Love For thee we long to see This blessed Day no Night will have The Moon will be a Sun A seven-fold Light the Sun will be O were this Day begun Come haste that blessed break of Light Let Shadows flee away When Ordinances all shall cease Come on Eternal Day Then through a Glass shall look no more Unless the Glass Divine We shall through humane Nature see The blessed God-head shine The Glass of Ordinances cease Now look through them no more Nor Creatures Word or Promises When we see God most pure Then we shall in each Bosom's rest As in a Bed Divine And fulness of pure Joy shall have When God doth on us shine Now Righteous Ones they entrance have Into this Palace Royal There where no Curse shall ever be Or any time of Trial. That City of Jerusalem In Vision John did see Descending out of Heaven above With glorious Majesty This City which doth entertain The People of the Lord It is set forth by Metaphors So is not understood The Walls of Stone most precious are And the Foundation too Twelve thousand Furlongs is the Breadth The Length and Height also Twelve Gates twelve Angels at the Gates That keep both Watch and Ward No evil thing can enter there Tho they stand all abroad And on those Gates the Names are writ Of the twelve blessed Tribes Of the Children of Israel In whom the Truth abides And twelve Foundations hath the Wall Of this most Royal City In which Foundation there is writ Their Names the Lamb did pity The twelve Apostles of the Lamb Were written fair thereon There is no City like to this Free Holy without Sin Pure Jasper was the Wall built of The City of pure Gold Gold is the Streets of this rich Place Its Worth cannot be told Twelve glorious Pearls the Gates thereof One Pearl every Gate And the Foundation richly deck'd With precious Stones of State And from this City glorious Streams Of living Water comes Out of the Throne of God the Lamb Are most refreshing Streams And in the middle of the Street And either side the River Twelve sorts of Fruits the Tree of Life Did bear to heal us ever And here the Throne of God shall be Also the Lamb 's high Throne And there his Servants shall be free To serve the Holy One And they shall see his blessed Face And bear his glorious Name Which on their Foreheads shall have place His Image to proclaim And then and there shall be no Night For God the Lord most High Will be their Temple and their Light To all Eternity Mr. Barton Now blessed Jesus his will lead To living Water-Springs Where Tears shall all be wash'd away A City full of Kings Law-Righteousness could not procure Such Thrones and Kingdoms great Such Palms and Robes as Saints shall have When they in Heaven meet Strike up you blessed Spirits in Bliss Your Songs most lofty high You separated Souls in Bliss Praise him as well you may Mr. Reeves Unto the Lamb whose Seat is set In midst of the great Throne He there was seen who had been slain By Saints and Angels known 'T was thou wast slain and hast redeem'd All Nations by thy Blood Therefore worthy to ope the Book The Mysteries of God The Book seen in Jehovah's Hand Written without within Which do contain God's Counsels great Unto the final End O holy Jesus blessed Lamb John's Sorrows did prevent Thou David's Root and Judah's Lion Wast fit to ope the Book A Person very fit to Rule Both this World and the Church Therefore all Power is given him Because there is none such Let 's praise this King for ever-more With Angels Elders Beasts church-Church-Militant and Triumphant Adore the Lord of Hosts Ye noble Host of Martyrs all The glorious Prophets too Angels Apostles Arch-Angels Praise him the Lord most true Who can declare the sweet Jub'lee In Heaven solemniz'd By Seraphims and Cherubims And Principalities Powers and all Dominions too To him do cast their Crowns Then thousand times ten thousand Tens In holy Thanks abound Crying O holy holy Lord The Lamb in glorious State O Holy Ghost Holy and True Who did the Creatures make Redeemed Men for ever sing Of Surety-Righteousness They 'l have it there for ever-more In everlasting Bliss Come let us join the Creatures all In Heaven Earth and Sea All Creatures with loud Voices cry Worthy O Lamb worthy All Wisdom Riches to receive Strength Blessing Glory too From all in Heaven in Earth and Sea Is thine Eternal due FINIS ERRATA BOOK the First Page 16. line the first afte● thousand add c. 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's overcome you see Who would serve him a conquer'd one Obey me 't is no sin Cast off his Name 't is horrid shame To own one dead your King What Revel-rout in Hell throughout When they thought all was won And Christ laid low see how they crow In hopes that all 's their own Now Lucifer ascends his Chair And mounts his gloomy Throne The hellish Guard flock round their Lord And vaunt he 's King alone Now the black King began to sing Altho in Flames array'd And thus began the hellish Song When to his Peers he said Dominions Thrones Powers unknown I claim all as my Right Mr. Wesley I 've gain'd the Field Jesus did yield And he is conquer'd quite I do not fear him call'd the Heir Immortal some him thought But now he 's dead he 's gone and fled And ne'r to life be brought The Devils in pomp and great triumph Appear now Christ is dead The Oracle's Head come fill with speed The World may be misled The Hebrew Child no Sword can weild He 'l conquer you no more Let 's march from Hell in Heaven we 'l tell Of our all-conqu'ring Power And conquer there as well as here Who can before us stand Now God is dead I will be Head In Heaven Sea and Land While Satan spake with lofty state In came the Glorious One With all the Marks victorious Acts Of a triumphing King While Beelzebub with his black Club Did vaunt yea scoff and boast Came starting in the powerful King And Guards from God of Hosts This glorious Guard surround the Lord Like warlike Angels stand To smite to Hell great Belial And all against him band Who is this here doth domineer And boast of Victory Over God's Son the holy One Who lives altho did die I have the Keys of Hell and Death Who am the First and Last All Potentates and powerful States To me shall yield or taste Unmixed Wrath as my Word saith Which they can never bear Nor dwell in ever-burning Lakes Or the devouring Fire O how confus'd and how amaz'd The Devils all do stand Satan flies down his Iron Throne To flee from Jesus Hand The Devils fled from Christ their Head And from his terrible Wrath But Christ pursues his scoffing Foes Through their black horrid Path. The Devils knew that Christ the true Had broke their Gates and Walls And conquer'd Death and all the Earth So into Hell he falls And now the Word of God's made good The Serpent's Head is bruis'd Christ he hath trod upon his Head Which makes him thus confus'd Then Satan spake with horrid hate What tho I conquer'd am Be just if sent and don 't torment Your Foes before the time And now in Chains he them confines Unto the Judgment-Day All Powers must bow before his Brow Who doth the Scepter sway Christ he Death's Bands broke with his Hands And in triumphing manner He did arise tho Enemies Stood round with Guard and Banner Yea that strong Guard upon the Lord Did tremble like dead Men The Earth did quake their Hearts did shake To see him rise again And at the Grave an Angel brave That shined as the Sun Did roll away the Stone that Day The Lord did rise upon And that day's Morn good Women mourn About the Sepulchre Jesus you seek pray do not weep The Angel said Don't fear Rather rejoice lift up your Voice Christ from the Grave is gone In Galilee you may him see The Living he 's among The Lord did shew himself most true After he did arise The Signs were all infallible He was in no disguise And for to put all out of doubt No Spirit did appear Come touch said he and handle me My Flesh and Bones most pure After he rose and vanquish'd Foes An Apparition's made To Magdalen in a Garden By Jesus Christ the Lord. The Gard'ner then she thought upon Till that Christ Mary said O Rabboni she did reply My King my Lord my Head Mary touch not thy Lord as yet Till I to God ascend Then me embrace by Faith which Grace Will all the Saints commend But poor Thomas his Faith 's amiss He won't believe 't is he Unless the print where the Nails went Into his Body he see A just Reproof of s Unbelief The Lord gave when he said Most bless'd is him who hath not seen And yet believ'd his God The Scripture saith if we ha'n't Faith In the rising again Of Christ our Head we all are dead And damned every one Then Preaching's vain and Faith 's no Gain If Christ be in the Grave God's Justice Good not satisfied So Pardon none can have The Church did meet and God did seek Upon the Week's first Day Where Christ among them often came To cheer them in his Way And gave Commands into the Hands Of his Apostles dear How they should act in every part Till he again appear E're Christ ascends he gave Commands That at Jerusalem At Wisdom's Gate they may expect The Spirit promis'd them Now Christ ascends before his Friends From Earth to Heaven high From whence he 'l come e're it be long To fetch his Bride away Christ clears the Air and Hemisphere Where damned Spirits dwell He clears the Path for Saints on Earth To Joy Celestial Disperse you Orbs you glittering Clouds At distance roll away His glorious Guard the Way prepar'd On Christ's Ascension-Day The Angels high above the Sky Spake unto them below What happy King is this you bring In triumph he doth go Who is this King this glorious One And what may be his Name The Lord of Hosts he 's known by most His Vict'ry gives him Fame Lift up ye Gates ye Doors of State And entertain your King Come stand wide ope in Heaven's Court Ye Gates everlasting He comes who hath conquer'd the Grave And drags the King of Pride Fastned unto his Chariot new In which the Lord doth ride Triumphantly to Bliss on high His Chariot moved fast To Heaven's Gate where many wait And thousands cry Haste haste This Prince of State when Heaven's Gate He had arriv'd unto O what a Shout is given out By Angels as his due And with his Crown went in sat down Close by his Father's Side And will prepare a Palace there To entertain his Bride He 's now gone home to wear his Crown For all his Work is done God's satisfy'd En'mies subdu'd And now ascends his Throne Now Christ is gone the Spirit doth come On the Rebellious The Sinner's Head is captive led And Gifts are given us On Pentecost the Spirit did rest In cloven Tongues upon The Messengers of Jesus Christ Because he was gone home He doth inspire baptize with Fire Prophets Apostles too He 'l Pastors give the Church may live A holy Life and true Poor Fishermen go conquering on The World in Jesus Name The Blind do see the Dead rais'd be To Christ's eternal Fame If Christ did shew his Godhead true When in a swadling Clout Mr. Milton Controll'd

the Crew of damned Hue In all the World about He will much more his Power declare Ascended now on high Captivity he captive led In his triumphant Day This Hebrew Child tho meek and mild Made Devils loudly roar On Mountains steep in Vallies deep On all the Seas and Shore All Oracles dumb no hideous Hum No mighty Trance or Spell Apollo's Shrines no more Divine's Nor no Prophetick Cell The Flamins quaint at Altars faint In consecrated Grove Because no Sound doth there rebound From their-sweet Object Jove All Temples dumb Peor Baalim And mooned Ashtaroth No Tapers shine none can divine Hence Beelzebub is wroth Now Moloc's fled that Idol's dead Isis and Osiris From Judah's Land the Infant 's hand Laid low the Heathen Priests Each fetter'd Ghost slips to his Post To the Infernal Jail Who go in Troops their Malice shoots Back to the God of all Who comes who comes in glor'ous Blooms From Edom and Bozrath In whose Brow high is Majesty And treads untrodden Paths Glory surrounds his Body's Bounds There 's Terror in his Face Mr. Norris The Evening Sky the Scarlet Dye His Robes cannot debase They are so red with God-like Blood And Blood of Enemies They are much stain'd with Conquest gain'd And blessed Victories I mighty One 't is I do come That treads the Press alone Of Wrath Divine such Power is mine I will have help from none 'T is I can speak my Foes to death And that in Righteousness Almighty I can save most high From Hell to Heaven's Bliss 'T is I alone go conqu'ring on By my great Power and Strength And Blood runs o're my Garments pure My People might have Health 'T is I outvie the Scarlet Dye And make my Garments red Like those Men that do tread the Fat And Wine-press for the Blood I wear those Clothes red like the Rose To save some some destroy By shedding Blood I bruise one's Head And God do satisfy The Day is come that signal One And Death shall have its Doom The Kingdoms dark I will subvert And conquer every One No Sea of Blood but Christ's most good The Enemy could spoil And we are glad Christ's bloody Flag Doth flourish over all The Cher'bims Guard of the High Lord Stood by while Christ did fight His Father true forsook him too Yet he the Field did get My Fury strong supports me long And with my single Arm The Conquest 's won Salvation's come To mine that none can harm CHAP. XX. The ARGUMENT This Chapter contains an Account of a triumphant Song to the Lamb by the Saints of the Old and New Testament for Christ's most glorious Conquest over his and the Church's Enemies in his Resurrection and Ascension WITH Deborah we 'l sing to Jah Who hath avenged me And trod down Strength his Arm hath length To spoil his Enemy When he march'd on the Enemy strong Did tremble in the Earth And in the Field he made them yield As Holy Scripture saith Wake Deborah awake with Mirth A Song of Triumph sing Our Barak Head Captivity led A Captive tho a King Proud Sisera must stand in awe The Stars in Heaven fight The great Jael hath conquer'd Hell And put his Foes to flight Come to our King with Israel sing The Lord 's a Man of War He gloriously triumphs on high And leads his Enemies far Pharaoh of Hell that proud Rebel His Chariots overthrew His great Captains and chosen Ones Their Strength could not renew They proudly said Pursue the Head Fight not with Small or Great But Israel's King strike most at him Then we shall them defeat Come draw your Sword upon my Word My Lust I will fulfil I will divide the Spoil his Pride Shall not go conquering still The Sea arose upon his Foes And in it they did sink A Sea of Wrath wherein no Path Can find from it to shrink Who can compare with this most Fair Glorious in Holiness And fearful in the praise of Men His Wonders cannot cease Now Hannah sung we will prolong Our Honour he exalts Against our Foes his Power flows They may not proudly talk The mighty One is broken down And weak Ones girded are The Prince brought down from a high Throne The Poor exalted there Come Esa's Song we will prolong To our beloved King That us hath made his sweet Vineyard Who were but Lumps of Sin And fix'd it in a fruitful Hill Where Showers fall Divine A Tower great he made in it And on it Christ doth shine He doth it watch his Vineyard rich 'T is done both Night and Day A fiery Wall is round them all Against the Beasts of Prey May Zion say in a good Day Tho thou wast angry Lord With me for Sin through Christ our King Thy Favour is restor'd Behold my God doth Help afford He is Salvation Who shall I fear Jehovah's near My Trust my Strength my Song Therefore in Faith let 's draw with Mirth From God's Salvation-Wells Those living Streams Christ's bloody Veins Did purchase for Rebels In this good Day we all will say Praise praise the Lord alone Exalt his Name and spread his Fame For great 's the holy One. In Zion's Land his mighty Hand Is stretched out to save His Israel where he doth dwell Whom to his Son he gave Well is it said in God's sure Word Excellent Things doth he 'T is shewed forth in all the Earth God for his Church will be Sing and cry out come give a Shout Of Hallelujah's high To Jehovah begun on Earth But lasts Eternity The Prophet old when he foretold Death should be swallowed up In Victory by one on high Then he this Song did put Unto the Church to triumph much On that triumphant Day Eternal Gates stand ope in state That Saints then enter may This City strong they enter in Salvation is their Wall And Bullwarks too none can subdue And make this City fall As Mary's Song when Gabriel came The Angel her did tell And her salute and kindly greet With News that did excel That she should bear the glorious Heir Of Heaven and of Earth In her pure Womb should lie God's Son As holy Scripture saith Then she brake out with holy Shout Of Praise to magnify The Lord above who in much Love Had fill'd her Soul with Joy What Wonders here that I should bear A Saviour unto Man That I so poor God great in Power Should set his Love upon And me exalt with all my Faults Above all Women high No Queen he took this King to suck Or bear in her Body But me poor Maid he did regard To his eternal Praise I bore the King who had no Sin One of eternal Days With Zachary the Lord on high Let us ever extol For visiting and redeeming His People from all thrall A Horn of Power and a strong Tower Of great Salvation For us hath rais'd eternal Praise The Lord shall wait alone Now are made good the Prophet's words Spake since the World began God's Covenant stood