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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A66766	A paraphrase on the ten commandments in divine poems illustrated with twelve copper plates, shewing how personal punishments has been inflicted on the transgressors of these commandment, as is recorded in the Holy Scripture, never before printed : also, a metrical paraphrase upon the creed and Lord's Prayer / written by George Wither ...	Wither, George, 1588-1667.	1697 (1697)	Wing W3177; ESTC R11576	41,427	136

he who blesledness desires To that above all other thing aspires To love and give due praise is better far Than to be lov'd or to be praised are To him that hath subsistance of his own Ev'n I my self whose heart is overgrown With imperfections love without respect Of any end but meerly to affect Those whom I love and rather would have done Ten thousand kindnesses that sought for one And Lord if such a failing love as mine May reach to this how infinite is thine And Oh how far art thou from things so vain As loving meerly to be lov'd again By such poor worms as we whose best affection Is but a passion full of imperfection Indeed thou bid'st us love thee but for what Save to preserve us capable of that Which we receive and that we might not miss The comfort which in Virtue placed is And of whose hapless want he cannot chuse But feel the loss whose conscience doth accuse Yea thou commandest love that love may make Our nature of thy nature to partake Without which quality there cannot be The true Communion 'twixt us and thee Which is the very height of all our bliss Or which indeed the Essence of it is For could we be of thee Oh God! approv'd Or could we of all creatures be belov'd Tho' we no love return'd nor had in us An object for the love conferred thus Which were impossible we ne'retheless Should suffer by our own unworthiness An inward Hell and to our selves invent Occasions of continual discontent As to those envious men it may appear Who causlesly injurious often are To those their honest neighbours whom they find To them as friendly as they are unkind For outward plagues pursueth so this sin Nay also so affects him still within And till his nature be depraved quite His own Injustice will his heart affright Yea they whose Crimes are pardon'd are not free From suff'rings though they well assured be That neither God nor Man will blame them for The passed Frailties which they do abhor For then our hearts will grieve do what we can If they have injur'd either God or Man And then more favour is vouchsaf'd to them The more themselves they censure and condemn Therefore although I can forgive my Friend Yet I would have him wary to offend Lest when he finds his error griev'd he be Within himself that he hath wronged me And in his heart a torment suffer should From which my love would keep him if I could Ev'n so oh Lord my God though in degree More infinite than can conceived be And in a manner which I am not able By any Figure to make demonstrable In meer Good-will to Man thou pleased art To preach unto his ear or to his Heart Those Dutys which to thee from him belong That he unto himself may do no wrong Because we seem a great esteem to have Of Love and Praise and thereby to receive Content and profit thou dost oft propose By us to be perform'd such things as those As Dutys which are much of thee desired And at our hand for thy avail required But doubtless thou dost only seem to be Like us that thou might'st make us like to thee And that if thee we love we might be won To do as for thy sake what should be done For our own Good As Parents kind and wise Have dealt with Children in their Infancies And whereas Lord it hath been said by thee That thou wilt of thine honour Jealous be Thou only Jealous art lest our neglect Of thee our own perdition may effect Thou dost things Honourable and though none Did praise thee for them they should still be done Thine honour is essential That we give And which from us thou pleasest to receive Is but an accident which ever may Without thy loss be present or away And when thou either thanks or praise requirest To perfect us those Dutys thou desirest This we long time have so misunderstood As if we did conceive thou wert a God Affected with Self-Love or Fruitless Fame Although we mannerly express the same Yea we have dream'd that thou this world did'st make And us and all things for thy Glorys sake In such a sense and for such praises too As we effect when our best works we do I would we thought no worse or would we knew What damnable absurdities ensue Our groundless Fancies For by them thou gain'st Some fear but little hearty love obtain'st By these false thoughts of thee we do encrease Our own self Love and all vain gloriousness Within our selves hence is all we intend Our whole endeavours for a private end And that a froward peevishness is own'd In most of all our actions to be found For who can possibly be just or wise Who to this God imputes absurdities Lord now we better know thee and are shown Both by thy words and works what should be done Our selves we yet improve not as we ought By what thy Workings and thy Word have taught But both Self-love and Vanity have share Ev'n in our Actions that most pious are We Counsel we Relieve Write Preach and Pray That Honour Gain or Pleasure bring it may To our own Persons and would little care How wicked and unhappy others are Had we our aims and still might them possess Amid'st our Sins and their unhappiness Ev'n I my self who love a better mind Do in my self so much corruption find That I confess received Injuries More mov'd me to reprove Impieties Than mine own goodness and that from my sin My best performances did first begin For which let pardon Lord vouchsafed be And more sincere hereafter make thou me For this may peradventure be the cause We preach thy Gospel and pronounce thy Laws And write without effect ev'n this that our Corruption makes the means to want the power It might have had Else 't is because we hide Thy Love and have that saving Grace deny'd Which thou to all extendest and which none Shall want who striveth to lay hold thereon To help amend these faults now I have said What I believe thy Spirit hath convey'd Into my heart If I have err'd in ought Let me oh Lord by thee be better taught If truth I speak let other men from hence Partakers be of my Intelligence Make me and them thy love so fully view That we in our affections may be true And give us Grace the truth of them to show In doing well the Duties which we owe. Amen A Metrical Paraphrase Upon the CREED SInce it befi●● that I account should give What way unto Salvation I believe Of my profession here the sum I gather First I cofess a Faith in God the father In God who without Helper or Partaker Was of himself the Worlds Almighty Maker And first gave Time his being who gave birth To all the Creatures both of Heaven and Earth Our everlasting welfare doth consist In his great mercies and in Jesus Christ The second person of that Three in