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Divine passions piously and pathetically expressed in three severall bookes / written and composed for private consolation ... by Edward Calver.
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Calver, Edward, fl. 1649.
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1643
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Wing C313; ESTC R28545
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bought us He paid our ransome and doth to us cry He that beleeves in me shall never dye He trode the winepresse of that bitter grape And drank the dregs off that we might escape The Authors Epigram THe soule that sins shall dye so Scripture saith And Scripture is our evidence of faith Againe the Scripture evidence doth give That such a soule as doth beleeve shall live Is then beleeving in our Saviour dying Or is his death made our death by applying How can the Scriptures here be reconcil'd Can we both save the parent and the childs Surely Gods justice must be fully pay'd But see Gods mercy how the debt is laid Man is ingaged man is quite undone God to redeem man layes to pawne his Son But man hath sin'd can God then satisfie Yes God for man doth become man and dye Whose guiltlesse death to guilty man apply'd Is more then if that all the world had dy'd The conscience wounded with sin BUt yet I am not satisfy'd alas My soule hath sin'd how can it come to passe Anothers soule should set my soule then free What can anothers death be unto me When Scripture doth directly testifie The soule that sins that very soule shall die Besides my sins they are exceeding great Nay more I feare my sins are desp'rate I have been such an enemy to heaven That I suspect I cannot be forgiven I faine would beare up but this beats me downe This milstone sincks me oh it makes me drown Oyle and wine powred in BY the first Adam all are bound to dye What there was lost the Second doth supply In the first Adam soule and body slain But in the Second both made live again For in our whole man Christ hath fully paid What can be unto soule or body laid Can then the greatnesse of mans sinning let When God himselfe hath undertooke the debt No be the bill ingaging us most large Yet having faith we need not fear discharge For as in Adam all condemned be Even so in Christ are all by faith made free The Authors Epigram OLd Adam falling all men fell therein Because that all men were in Adam then Christ our new Adam to renue old man Within our natures a new birth began By which new birth we are new borne indeed We in this nature are new Adams seed Begotten in him as the Scripture saith In him we live we move and dwell by faith By faith indeed for without faith we dye Within this field doth all our treasure lye Through Adams sin we by descent are slaine But through new birth we live in Christ again Besides in Christ we were condemn'd and dy'd He in our whole man all our wants supply'd Nor yet is justice in this nature crost If one man saves as much as one man lost The conscience wounded with sin BUt oh my conscience is not yet at rest Sin yet doth wound me it doth yet molest What though it were so that all mankinde be By Christ from sin originall set free And so our second Adam doth rest ore What our first Adam set upon our score Alas this cannot conscience free from care I have a load of actuall sin to beare What though I once were drest in cleane attire I have return'd to wallowing in the mire My actuall sin is more then Adams curse Condemnes more strongly and torments me worse Oyle and wine powred in MIsguided conscience be informed better Our father Adam was a greater debter As he was guilty of our root of sin So of the branches that take life therein That were his score not by another paid All sin might justly to his charge be laid Even so our second Adam hath made good All whatsoever can be understood Was lost in Adam and hath charged bin Both with the root and branches of our sin And given for all sin a discharge although All sinners have not their discharge to show The Authors Epigram OH subtill serpent how could he invent One should be charg'd with all mens punishment And yet not one man thereby have redresse Alas not one mans punishment the lesse But loving Father who hast sent thy Son To undoe all this hatefull foe hath done Thy wisdome doth his subtilty exceed Making him only guilty mankinde freed Freed by the freedome that thy Son hath wrought The Price whereby he hath our freedom bought Is sure sufficient fully to acquit All sin in mankinde mankinde can commit The reason then that any man is lost Is not the want of a redeeming cost But only the redeemed are too blame Not getting their assurance of the same The conscience wounded with sin DOth Christ discharge this debt that man did owe Oh blessed Christ but on condition though Though Christ be in this obligation ty'd Yet t is but on conditions on our side It we performe not the condition then The bond is void and we are undone men What is it then to me though Christ be bound If the condition be not in me found Oh what is this condition I am fraile I feare I shall in this condition fail My conscience tells me I am still ingag'd How shall my conscience be herein aflwag'd Oyle and wine powred in BLest Christ indeed we may most truly say Thus bound for us so great a debt to pay Yet on our part so little doth require And yet that little likewise doth inspire Sure sweet condition easie to fulfill Where meanes doth furnish to discharge the bill Easie indeed what can more easie be Then to beleeve that Christ hath set us free And yet as easie as it is we find This our condition doth no harder bind Nay he that binds us in this golden chain Doth give the thing too he requires again The Authors Epigram OH blessed Saviour what couldst thou do more Who to inrich us mad'st thy selfe as poore And to requite thee whence the Milions came That did redeeme us â—ost accept a dram And yet that dram too which thou dost demand Drop'd from thy fountain falls into our hand Thou hast not only easie payment set But fillst our purses to discharge the debt Oh froward mankind shall we fooles then grâ—â—â—â— To pay so little to receive so much Shall we make forset all we have betray Because we will not a poore homage pay Faith is but as our fealtie here done To hold our right by in our Fathers Son In Christ who is our purchaser from thrall Our right our Portion Righteousnesse and all The Conscience wounded with sin OH blessed faith art thou with God so great Doth he esteeme thee at so dear a rate But wretched I then and of all too blame Who have been so respectlesse of the same That I poore earthworm never understood This heavenly jemme or how it should do good Alas I thought it but a fruitlesse grace Which idle Christians only did imbrace I could no beauty in this Rachel see But blear-eyd Lea seem'd as fair to me And therefore it is justly me injoynd If I
for sinfull men Besides great God if thou as God couldst dye Which thing we must for evermore deny Yet man from death could thereby not be free For man hath sin'd and man must punish'd be Oh I soule polluting deadly sinck of sin That mankind should be so defil'd therein That God himselfe and only God remain Might not forgive nor wash away the stain No way but suffering would make full supplies Offended justice claim'd a sacrifice Man had no offering that would serve the turn Thou mightst not but thy melting heart did yern Yern Lord indeed to see hells raging fire But sawst no Sacrifice to thy desire And yet that man for ever might not burn Thou didst prepare a body for the turn Because that man no sacrifice could find Nor could thy Godhead suffer in that kind Thou didst unite by everlasting ties Thy selfe to man to be a sacrifice Thy second person and thy only Son Begotten long before the world begun Who scorning shame through all the danger ran Tooke flesh upon him and was found a man A perfect man and perfect God likewise And so became a perfect sacrifice As man for man he dy'd and lay as slain As God he conquerd death and rose again A perfect man without defect by sin A perfect God he had for ever bin Hid God-head and his manhood both intire Yet joynd in one one person we admire By thy decree he put out nature on Our nature thus exceping sin alone And living guiltlesse for himselfe therein He dying free'd the guilt of other men But being guiltlesse death was not his due Indeed respecting of himselfe t is true But he be came man onely to that end As free to free men that by sin offend But could the death of one suffice for all Yes such a one as we may truly call Both God and man yea God whose sacrifice All men nay Angells cannot equallize If Adam but a creature could so fall To bring all creatures of the world in thrall Sure the creating God made man might free All mankind fallen in a more full degree A second Adam thus is truly found To save the world the first in sin had drownd That as by one man all men guilty stood Even so by one man all might be made good First Adam falling dy'd be cause he fell The second standing dy'd of his good will A free will offering thus he freely gave Which by his free will had a power to save A free will offering Lord we truly say For of thy selfe thou hadst no debt to pay Untill it pleas'd thee to assigne thy Son To pay mans debt whom sin had quite undon Dear God that thou shouldst bring thy selfe in debt The greatnesse of it too should be no let Should'st binde thy selfe by promising a seed When thou before wert absolutely freed Could not the greatnesse of the debt to pay Those flames of love within thy breast alay When thou consider'st in thy deep fore-cast That it would cost thy dearest blould at last Lord what is man we still may aske of thee That for his sake thou could'st thous moved be That he which in thy bosome did remaine Should be a Lambe from the beginning slaine These secrets sure were hid from Adams eyes Had he knowne these he would have been more wise But we poore wretched we that with him fell Dp know and yet we doe again rebell We know and doe acknowledge as we read All this fulfill'd which was before decree'd That this eternall Seed thy Son is come By thee begotten in the Virgins wombe And by a way beyond our reach became Both God and Man a Lion and a Lambe We know againe thy Scriptures testifie How like a Lambe he did both live and dye How sinlesse blamelesse harmlesse and demure He did the malice of the world indure Number'd with sinners and yet free from spot Smitten of sinners yet he threatned not Led as a sheep did to the slaughter come Yet opened not his mouth but was as dumbe Where like a Lambe most innocent and free To cleare the guilty must condemned be And to regaine our freedome by his losse He by our sins was nayl'd unto the crosse Where wounded with those soul deep wounding spears Instead of a distilling floods of tears Heaven was set open and its fountaines ran With streams of bloud to wash polluted man Where like a lamb once offer'd up for all He drank not only vinegar and gall But dranke that bitter cup which doth therein The vialls of thy vengeance due for sin By drinking which he did asslwage thine ire He quench'd the flames of everlasting fire And purchas'd heaven to â—â—â—â—â—ate gaping hell And all for mankind out of meere good will Oh! worke of wonder can our hearts not shake At this whereat the very earth did quake The stones did rend graves let out men that slept The heavens above put out thelt lights and wept We read again when he thus like a lamb Had finish'd that for which he hither came How like a Lion he began to wake Or how like Sampson he the cords did breake And did assume his sacred corps again As one returnd with conquest from the slain Who like a Lion joy full of his prey He having took the sting of death away And made the grave a bed of sweet repose He rould away the mightie stone and rose And came and preach'd by his new preaching birth Deliverance unto captive men on earth Yea in the earth his rising from the grave Of all mens rising testimony gave This Lion now of Iudas Tribe as man Having fulfild his Priest here began To take his Royall Scepter in his hand As King to rule as God to Kings command But Lord his body now was glorifi'd He might no longer now on earth abide His Kingdome was not of this wotld not here His seat so raigne was in a higher spheare He must to heav'n into the throne of grace The earth is but his foot-stoole and too base And having fully all thy Law fulfil'd Made death the divell hell and sin to yeeld He did ride up triumphant in renown After his conquest to receive his Crowne Where thou hast crownd him with a crown more worth Then all the richest Diadems on earth With heaven it selfe and earth besides with all Those higher circles and this nether ball And with this scepter in his hand as fit Hast at thy right hand him in glory set Where he remains exalted and as God Doth rule the wicked with an iron rod But as he yet is God and man we read As man he yet for man doth intercede To thee his Father shewing of the scars Which he received in his hloody warres And thus he hath a Priest-hood yet on high Though not to suffer yet to sanctifie All our oblations and his saving Name The Alter where thou wilt accept the same Together with his Person where is kept The forme of man into thy bosome crept Whose sacred body