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A sea of the seed's sufferings through which runs a river of rich rejoycing ... written in the year 1659 in Rome-prison of mad-men, by the extream suffering servant of the Lord, John.
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J. P. (John Perrot), d. 1671?
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where 's the place that Virgins weep Because that of their own Affinity With them hath lost the Life of Unity Do you know what the swelling Seas devour On which the Heavens once did smile and showre Down drops of pleasant Rain and made it spring Like to a Lilly-flower for the King The Wilderness whereto the Woman fled What 's that how lodg'd SHE in a secret bed To keep her Innocency undefil'd That she the Lamb's Wife justly might be stil'd From all the unconverted and unheal'd The Myst'ries of GOD's Kingdom are all seal'd From Ignorant and learned in the World That in Invention to and fro are hurl'd The Parable is brought for all to see The Unlearned saith this is too hard for me The Learned saith to me it 's also seal'd By which I know they yet remain unheal'd Some in their time have swollen like the Seas And chose them paths even what their hearts did please Invention up did spring and they were bound In Chains of blackness and cast to the ground For they a work among them had begun BABEL to build to mount above the Sun To the Apostatized TO them which heard the sound of GOD's great DAY And came to see the straitness of the WAY And own'd the Testimony of the LIGHT Confessing it which gave them the true sight Of all Sin Evil and Ungodliness And saw some cleansing from their filthiness But turning to their Vomit like the Dog And to the Mire like to the unclean Hog Thy Judgment 's just to Wo and Misery Being double wrought under Iniquity Remember how thy heart and mind did grudge To give up Life and all which GOD will Judge For thou unto the World in their distrust Art joyn'd to crave and seek to feed thy lust And here thou say'st thou sin'st and 't is thy grief Hopeless of cleansing here in Unbelief But mark the end of all that live and dye in sin I tell thee their sad doleful doom Death is their sting Nations Professors all in sin bound in a bundle Like as the sheaf of Tares GOD in the Lake will tumble To the simple Seeker THou that dost pant as one in want and earnestly dost look Like as the Roe in places low to find the Water-brook In travel great in pain and sweat the River for to find To bath and cool in the fresh Pool like as the Hart and Hind I see thy face thou seek'st for Grace my Lilly Seed come prove Whilst it is day I 'll shew the Way the LIGHT 's my Joy and Love Oh he which hath trodden in this path hath seen the glorious Mountain Which from whose top Springs fall and drop this is the endless Fountain No longer think but come and drink refresh thee with the good It 's pleasant Wine of the true Vine the substance of all food Be no more tost as one that 's lost but come unto the LIGHT Which shews mens deeds to be but weeds which grow in time of Night And that within which shews thy sin if thou lov'st it sincere Awe and fear GOD and love his Rod from sin it will thee clear Be at a beck when LIGHT doth check the secrets of thy mind Let it reprove joyn thou in love and so true Peace thou 'lt find Do not gain-say but still obey the Motions of the LIGHT Through Fire to come as one that 's won against Deceit to fight And thou wilt rest as at the brest sucking the Milk of pleasure The Babe to nourish the Life to flourish this is th'everlasting Treasure So in this hour dwell in the Power which all the World doth chain Prosper in th' Light conquer in fight and in Dominion reign To the Babes of Blessing TO my dear pleasant Babes and Lambs Skipping like Rams over the Little Hills Like leaping Roes on Mountains high as Doves do fly whom Innocency fills My Life and Spirit doth you greet and with you meet in the sweet Fields of pleasure The Garden where the Roses grow and Waters flow the Husbandman's own Treasure When I beheld the lovely streams and the Sun beams which cometh from on high The shining Glory of the Sun which you have won unto the LORD so nigh I 'm fill'd beyond what words can measure with Virtue 's Treasure of Love to Virgins pure Who were in many Tempests tost and yet not lost which dwell in Sion sure Who knows the Ships path in the Sea So is your way where Lions cannot tread In which you witness strength and skill to wound and kill and bruise the Serpent's head Oh Lambs the fairest of all Flocks upon you drops all Blessing from above Fresh streams of Oyl upon your head lay'n in the Bed of Everlasting Love Myrrh Frankinsence and Aluice sweet Wine and Spice and all that the Earth yeelds Herbs Flowers Milk and pleasant Trees Honey of Bees is Yours in Woods and Fields Oh! holy Land full of the Seed's encrease which cannot cease multiplying to the store Being seal'd in Covenant and Band given under hand to this for evermore SION'S ORATION SAith Zion all the Gold which Mountains hide In all the compass of the World so wide And all the substance which the swelling waves Have swallowed in her Womb like as the Graves All precious Stones and Pearls cover'd with Rocks Hid under rotten roots of stumbling-blocks All pure Silver that lyes deep in ground The time approacheth it must all be found Arise fair Daughter gather quick and bring The Consecrated Substance to the King And all ye sons which Zion's womb did bear Take Instrument in hand work without fear Of Wolf Fox Tigre Bear or Lion For GOD is the Salvation of Sion Till that be finish't which GOD hath decreed The Restauration of his Holy SEED Come hunt the Wolves and Wild-beasts of the Wood Which slew the Lambs and feasted on their Blood For they 'r appointed in all times hereafter For starving restless pangs of death and slaughter Now GOD in Judgment comes to reprove Kings To shew their Counsels like as foolish things VVho seek with bryars and thorns to stop the way Which GOD by 's Breath will burn in a day Mark this your End ye Potsherds GOD will rent Your Kingdoms wherefore prize time and repent The Babe's breathing to his Brethren MY Sisters Sion's daughters joyn'd in hand In Unity in th' Heaven's swadling band Which binds the World with Clouds as under chains There stands your Glory where the Eternal raigns Our Mother bare her Children in much pain In th' house where Judgment separated twain Slaying the Seed of enmity and strife The Seed of Promise to inherit Life And brake the Covenant with Death and Hell Under which all the World the Seed did sell Shout shout ye Sons and fright the World which boast Themselves in the great number of their Host Oh! Heav'ns declare and let the World wonder Strike Terrour in the hearts of all their number Let all their Consolation fade and quail And let their strength in day of Battel fail You in whose mouth the Word of Judgment stands Lade all the World with WO and fill their hands Utter your Voice and let the Thunders rattle Through Elements and Air sound to the Battle The Trumpet of the dreadful LORD of Hosts Among the Nations throughout all their Coasts The DAY of God's at hand the LIGHT 's his Word GOD comes with Fire Plague Famine and with Sword To plead with all flesh living in Corruption Upon their heads to bring swift fierce Destruction Here I am set one of the living number A Sign in Egypt to Sodom's brood a Wonder GOD's Pow'r with His is like a Fort of Steel My Brethren in the Life you may me feel For I am with you all under your Deep Where all the Fishes swim and Worms creep Where Turtle-Doves do fly with out-stretch't wing And where you hear the little Lark to sing In that hid path which all the World's Line Can't justly measure to the End of Time Even in that Bed where every soul is blest I 'm wrapt in fold for ever for to rest With you in all conditions to hold fast That of the first in him who is the last From Venice Lazzaretta J. P. When the Fountains of the Deep were broken open I was in the Valley of the Mountain and then I was moved to make mention of the Streams thereof THE END
to the Glory of the King Oh travel full of travel my soul cryes out in pain When shall I see Worm Jacob's rise from loss to gain The time of Trouble 's come I 'm overwhelm'd with Grief Till Jacob's time doth come Redemption and Relief The feeling of my sorrows who 's set to see mine hours Of Lamentations streams like Brooks falling like showres Oh blessed yet that I have feeling for to see For Jacob's sake my travel like a little Bee Here I would dwell if happily to see his birth Rather than feast in Dive's house t' enjoy his mirth Oh SEED thou' rt his Redeemer when wilt thou his life raise That he unto thy Name may be ev'rlasting praise And give him a Possession as his perpetual right T' inherit in the Land of Life thy ' ternal Light My head be thou lift up like a fiery Cloud To Judgment and to Slaughter of all the high and Proud Oh! bend thy Bow and shoot thine Arrows and thy Dart And pierce the Wicked sore and wound even to the heart Send forth thy dreadful Voices by Lightning and by Thunder Astonish all the Heathen and make the Nations wonder Feed them with Terrors as thou dost thine own with Bread And let the Nations feel thy Vengeance and thy Dread Oh! my right hand draw out thy shining glitt'ring Sword Smite all the Shepherds of the Earth with thy pure Word Gather thine own Remnant from East West North and South From all the Sluggards and the slumbring Shepherds mouth And bring thy Seed from Death and Darkness to the Day And from the Voice of such as have made them a prey Let nothing hinder now but work and let none let Set Gins set Snares set Traps to catch them in thy Net They 've slain and led thy Seed into Captivity Reward them double the Wages of Iniquity Cut off destroy The SEED Cryes utterly confound Pluck up spare not a branch nor leave a root in ground That we the least who are thine own thine own Creation May sing much Praise of Thee the LORD of our Salvation Let all the Heavens shout for BABYLON's undone Let all the Earth now fear for her just Judgment 's come Her End is Misery broken are her Childrens bones For GOD hath seen it Just to dash them all ' gainst stones To BABYLON THou that didst sit as Queen and couldest not then think Of this thine hour and portion the Cup which thou must drink Thou then wert merry in thine heart couldest sup Idolatry but now the dregs of Wrath's thy Cup. Thou didst not think when in thy Lusts thou wert full hot The sealing up of Veng'ance to be thy last lot To the Man of Lust YE sons of men that live in Sin and Lust That is your Canker it will eat like rust You that are ignorant of the Serpent's seed Of Enmity and what in you 't will breed Hear this and read the nature and the ground That you in the true Wisdom may grow sound To see the windings of the Serpent's path To flee his snares and so escape the wrath Which on th' ungodly cometh as a flood To sweep them all from all which they call Good And bring the end of sore perplexity Upon all workers of Iniquity O man encline thine ear to me and read The fruits of that corrupted ground and seed Which as the plant of Satan forth doth spring Pride Lust and Drunkenness and all that 's sin Whoredoms Adulteries Theft and all Evil Oaths cursed Speeches Lyes works of the Devil All flattering Titles smooth deceitful words Which wounds the Innocent even as with Swords These are the fruits of that plant of corruption Which doth deceive the soul and bring destruction Read this the Issue when that GOD at last Blows over Fruit and Trees with his strong blast That is the SEED which in thine heart doth spring Telling thee what advantage Lyes do bring Of the corrupted Mammon to thy store And how false Oaths encrease thee more and more Still that 's the Seed which tells thee sure thou must Have pleasure in this life in Wine and Lust In these and all perswasions unto Evil Working thy mind that 's the seed of the Devil And yet if thou wouldst wisely further know Thy heart 's the ground in which that seed doth grow Which seed must dye through breaking of the ground Else thou to Endless WO and WRATH art bound And now I'nquire of you what are your hopes Which draw Iniquity as with Cart-ropes What is the fruit of Hope Life and Salvation And what 's the ground in which is seal'd Damnation And you that live in Lust and full of mirth Declare your gladness by your life and birth And tell me what 's the Kingdom you possess As Heirs and Lords your own you may confess Tell me the end of all your Vanity Feasts Sports Games Mirth Musick and Melody What is your Love affected hearts delight To all this if you can answer the LIGHT And give Accompt How comes the Encrease with Curse In Field in House in Basket Store and Purse Answer the SEED what is the End of all Which live and dye in sin even in the fall And thou that liv'st in sin whilst thou hast breath Consider well thy last end when comes death Come all you Sects and answer What 's the ground In which Iniquity is alwayes found Put all your Worships forth in your best order And I will shew how you joyn and border As Brethren Neighbours Nations under one Power Of Satan's Kingdom DARKNESS in one hour All link't in Sin together in a Chain Which is the substance of the Devil's Raign To that of GOD in Gentile and in Jew This savoureth as Salt this thing is true For what if you to all your forms are bound Of Worship yet you standing in one ground Of Lust of Sin and Nature of Transgression That binds in Unity beyond Confession In substance there 's but two that 's NIGHT and DAY Sin DARKNESS the broad one LIGHT the true way And you in whom is love and not of GOD You are to drink his Wrath and feel his Rod. If you 've another love then GOD's forgotten Then the Affection 's lost the Heart is rotten And that 's not sound which wanteth any part For GOD requires whole Man Mind Spirit Heart So this in Man is the Iniquity Where 's fleshly love that 's the Idolatry For all that stands brought forth in the first nature Sticks only fast to the Lust of the Creature Here GOD's unknown for in man's heart he'th set The World with which he 's snar'd as in a Net So that GOD's Work Man knows not not his Way All which GOD brings to pass in his own Day Nor can find out although his dayes he spend In seeking from beginning to the end So all you that are in the History Read if you can and reach this Mystery The Life that 's hid in bottom of the Deep What 's that and