desires I 'm tost from wave to wave And am become a most distracted slave Those heavenly thoughts which formerly frequenred The closet of my brest are now prevented By base bred fancies fancies that arise From a soul brain and makes me to despise Almost my self I know not what to do I dare not oh I dare not yield to you And yet I hardly can believe thou wilt Burthen thy conscience with so foul a guilt As to betray me sure thou art morekind Than to abuse a well-affected mind But yet I dare not trust a Soul pursuer Because thou kil'st when thou pretend'st to cure I reel I reel if not sustain'd I shall Receive a sudden and a deadly fall What shall I do in this deplor'd condition I fear I fear I 've lost my best Physitian Try Satan try and see what may be done For a sick Soul that foolishly has run Beyond it self oh see what thou canst do To give me ease and then I 'le call the true Sat. Now Soul I love thee rouze bid grief depart Thou hast the symptomes of an honest heart Me thinks I could with much content afford To say thou speak'st a Christian at a word Cheer up and know that many troubles wait Upon the changes of an ancient State The work of Reformation always brings Trouble at first but afterwards it sings Anthems of Peace whose fortunate event Will more than countervail thy discontent He that has spent the treasure of his days Under one Roof has reason to dispraise The troubles of removing yet at last When his defatigating cares are past He may declare himself to be a debter To fortune and confess that Life the better Even so mayst thou dear Soul hereafter say Blest be that hand which led thee from the way And paths of Ignorance although at first 'T is often known beginnings are the worst Thou feel'st a private nakedness within Because thou hast uncloath'd thy self of sin Although I must confess there cannot be A vacuum in Nature yet in thee There is an emptiness and must be still For what is empty craves a time to fill If he whose stomach hath sustain'd the rage Of sharp'ning hunger should at first asswage His appetite with fulness would it not Produce a surfeit and impose a blot Upon his wisdom raising such a strife Within his Microcosmus that his life Would be endanger'd therefore learn by rote That moderation is the chiefest note In all my Gammut none can sing so high A note as moderation only I. If I should let thee make too large a meal Of my rich joyes at first I should reveal Too much of folly for it thou shouldst take A surfeit at the first it needs must make Thee fear nay hate to entertain my diet 'T is better far to spare at first than riot Moreover should I let thee taste thy fill At first I know the reins of thy fierce will Would scorn a hand 't is dangerous to trust Presumptions spur can never want for rust Come Soul let reason rule thee do not stain Thy well-dy'd judgment 't is a greater pain To fear than sufler come I long to see Thee wanton with mee in Eternitie Then doubt no more resolve and let 's away There is no greater grief than to delay A happiness be well inform'd of this Procrastination is a foe to Bliss Sou. Thy words imposthumate my heart I feel A greater pain than ever Ixions wheel Knew how t' inflict extremities still crowd Into my thoughts my sorrows call aloud And none will hear what shall I do for I Unworthy am to live unfit to dye Except th' all ruling power above will please T'inspect my Soul and furnish me with ease To whose blest ears I 'le recommend my suit My sorrows will not let my tongue be mute Great Auditor of groans oh let my cries My sighs my tears invite thy eares thine eyes To hear and view me for I must confess My crimes are great and I am nothing less Than what is least alas and nothing better Than what is worst oh pardon me thy debter I 'm rost with grief and know not where to fleer My shipwrack'd self but still my fins appear Before my face whose looks almost affright And make me start into eternal night What shall I do or whether shall I flee That am an alien Lord except to thee From thee I cannot and I am too vile To come unto thee having made a spoyl Of those most sacred mercies which thy hand Confer'd upon me there is no command But I have broke yet gracious Lord I know That thy abounding mercies can o'reflow My sand excelling sins which cannot lie Absconded from thine all-surveying eye With shame I must confess the subtile art Of Satan hath impoysoned my heart Oh I am sick to death I swell I burst Never was any Soul so much accurst There 's none but thee thou sacred Antidote Can cure my grief be therefore pleas'd to note My sad condition let my sorrows lye Before thy face oh hear me when I cry Grant me the shield of Faith that I may stand In opposition to the powerful hand Of active Satan weaken Lord his power And add unto my strength let every hour Afford new mercies mercies that may sail Into my brest ah should my Foe prevail Oh then I perish shorten Lord his chain And lengthen out my patience oh make vain His fierce attempts that he my feel and see When he is strongest I 'm as strong as he Then shall my lips extol thee and proclaim The greatness of thy glory and his shame Give but thy grace unto me Lord and then Say what thou wilt my tongue shall say Amen Let everlasting plagues and horror dwell Within so fit a soul let black-mouth'd Hell Remove his scituation and take An everlasting Lease oh let him make A Ten'ment of thee dost thou think that I Will hear thy prayers oh no I scorn thee fye Away begon Sou. What voice is this that makes this bold intrusion Into my ears and grumbles out confusion Me thinks I see a storm-portending cloud Bowel'd with thunder and I hear a loud And horrid noyse a noyse that will confound A wel-prepared ear to hear the sound Who would not quake at such a voice as this That roars forth Malice with an Emphasis My thoughts are interrupted and amazement Flashes like Lightning through the brittle casement Of my ill glased-brest it cannot be The voice of Heav'n a God so pure as he Hates to be envious malice cannot spring From such a good and Love-composed King Although his voice made terrible oft-times By the addition of mans dayly crimes Thunders against a sinner yet his breath Can take no pleasure in a sinners death Hereafter Lord when malice finds a voice To speak my understanding shall rejoyce In knowing who it is this heart of mine Shall never quake at any voice but thine Then let hels deep-mouth'd blood-hound roar and thunder I le neither fear
thy Name Which through the World is so renown'd Let man thy glorious works proclaim Whose head with glory thou hast crown'd As Beasts to men subjected be So Lord subject mans heart to thee Ejaculat. 13. In all extreams Lord thou art still The Mount whereto my hopes do flee O make my soul derest all Ill Because so much abhor'd by thee Lord let thy gracious tryals show That I am just or make me so Ejaculat. 14. Great God whom Fools deny how dare Our lips request thy glorious eyes If thou but see thou canst not spare And what thou seest thou must despise Lord make us hear thy saying voice Then may'st thou see and we rejoyce Ejaculat. 15. Lord cleanse my heart and guide my tongue Preserve my lips from false deceit Protect my hands from doing wrong Teach whom to love and whom to hate Instruct me how to take and give Lord grant me this and I shall live Ejaculat. 16. Lord teach my Reins that in the night My tutor'd Reins may tutor me And keep me always in thy sight For in thy sight all pleasure be Let not my soul in darkness stray O thou my life O thou my way Ejaculat. 17. Behold my Right and right my wrongs Thou Saviour of all those that trust O I am weak my Foes are strong Lord thou art gracious thou art just O make me rightly prize this life And let thy glory be my strife Ejaculat. 18. Great God my strength at whose command Whil'st I serve thee all creatures serve me Protect me from my Foe mans hand O as thou hast preserv'd preserve me With peaceful conquest crown my days And I will crown thy power with praise Ejaculat. 19. Great God the work of whose high hands The glory of thy Name declare How perfect sweet are thy Commands How purely just thy Precepts are Cleanse all my sins clear every spot Both open secret known forgot Ejaculat. 20. Accept O God my holy fires Lead thou our Armies give success Bless our designs grant our desires O hear and help in our distress Preserv'd by thee we shall prevail When Chariots flee and horses fail Ejaculat. 21. O God whose Judgments are severe And mercies full of sweet compassion Scourge thou thy Foes save those that fear Ravish my Soul with thy Salvation And I will spend my joyful days In Psalms of thanks and Songs of praise Ejaculat. 22. My Jesus thou that wert no less Than God and yet with men forlorn Earths Comforter yet comfortless Heavens Glory yet to men a scorn What thanks shall I return to thee That wert all this and more for me Ejaculation 23. Great Shepherd of my Soul thy hand Both gives me food and guides my way Subject my will to thy command And I shall never starve nor stray If thou wilt keep me in thy sight Thy House shall be my whole delight Ejaculat. 24. Lord purge my heart and cleanse my hand Direct my tongue and guide my will For nothing that 's unclean can stand Within thy great thy glorious Hill Lift up my heart deprest with sin And let the King of Glory in Ejaculat. 25. Lord guide my footsteps in thy truth And let thy grace be my repose Forgive the frailties of my youth And free me from my causeless Foes Redeem thine Israel from their hand And bring me to thy promis'd Land Ejaculat. 26. Lord keep me just and judg my right Prove thou my reins and try my heart O make thy Temple my delight And fix my dwelling where thou art Redeem my Soul confirm my ways And give me power to give thee praise Ejaculat. 27. My God whose fear drives fear away Shew me the beauty of thy House Preserve me in the evil day That I may sing and pay my vows Lord grant me fear and guard my path Give patience and with patience Faith Ejaculat. 28. O God be thou my living Rock Whereto my restless soul may fly Blest be thy Name when I invoke Thou hear'st my suit and send'st supply My Foes confound or else convert Or weaken that they may not hurt Ejaculat. 29. Shall Mountain Desert Beast and Tree Yield to that heavenly Voice of thine And shall that voice not startle me Nor stir this stone this heart of mine No Lord till thou new-bore mine ear Thy Voice is lost I cannot hear Ejaculat. 30. Lord let the evening of my grief Be followed with a morning joy Hear thou my cry and send relief That tak'st no pleasure to destroy If thou wilt lengthen out my days Their task shall be to sing thy praise Ejaculat. 31. Lord thou ' that hoord'st thy grace for those That love and fear thy sacred Name Redeem me from my conqu'ring Foes And vindicate my trust from shame Give me fair Conquest at the end Till then true courage to attend Ejaculat. 32. Let my confession launce my sore And let forgiveness cure my wound Lord teach me early to implore For I am lost till thou art found Then shall my joyful Songs express Thy praises and my thankfulness Ejaculat. 33. Great Lord of Wonders thou by whom My heart was fram'd and form'd alone From whose high Power all powers come That didst but say and it was done Appoint the remnant of my days To see thy Power and sing thy praise Ejaculat. 34. Lord let the Sun-shine of thy face So clear mine eyes so cleanse my heart That being season'd with thy grace My soul may taste how sweet thou art O let thy mercy make me just And then my heart shall fear and trust Ejaculat. 35. Lord plead my cause and right my wrong And take my Snarers in their snare O be not from me Lord too long Lest they triumph and I despair Let all my foes be cloth'd with shame Whilst I sing praises to thy Name Ejaculat. 36. Fountain of Light and living breath Whose mercies never fail nor fade Fill me with life that hath no death Fill me with light that hath no shade Confound the proud in their pretence And let thy wings be my defence Ejaculat. 37. Be thou my Trust my God and I When sinners thrive will not repine Or if my wants should want supply I will not fret I will not whine What if their wealth my wants increase They shall have plagues at last I peace Ejaculat. 38. Lord in thy wrath correct me not For I confess and hate my sin My flesh consumes my bones do rot I 've pains without and pangs within O thou that art the God of rest Release my sin relieve my brest Ejaculat. 39. Lord curb my tongue and make me see How few my days how short their length Incline my heart to trust in thee Remove thy scourge or give me strength I am a Pilgrim hear my cry And send some comfort e're I dye Ejaculat. 40. Lord thou whose mercies do exceed O fill my language with thy praise Stand thou my Helper at my need Confound the wicked in their ways Be thou my comfort in my grief And crown my
and love thy Name Make haste O God for I do waste My Soul with grief O God make haste Ejaculat. 70. Lord thou that underneath thy wing Didst keep me in and from the womb Assist my age that it may sing Thy praise in ages yet to come Preserve my Soul protect my name Shame be to them that seek my shame Ejaculat. 71. Great Prince of peace whose Kingdome brings Justice Redemption power and peace That bends the knees and hearts of Kings And fill'st all Nations with encrease All praises Honour Glory be Ascrib'd alone great Prince to thee Ejaculat. 72. O God whose dreadful Voice like Thunder Affrights the Earth and shakes the Air Whose Works and Ways are full of wonder That hear'st my plaints and grant'st my pray'r Forsake me not but when I stray O let thy Crook reform my way Ejaculat. 73. O thou whose mercy did begin Before all Time unty'd to Times As thou forgav'st our Fathers Sin Be likewise gracious to our Crimes Th' art now a God as well as then And we as they no more than men Ejaculat. 74. O God the Sion of my Soul Is wholly deso ate and waste Where thou shouldst rule my lusts controul O Lord relieve O God make haste Then shall my heart and tongue proclaim Eternal praises to thy Name Ejaculat. 75. Glorious Creator once more shine On this our poor distressed Land Defend and dress thy fading Vine And bless the man of thy right hand Let thy Free-grace inflame our hearts And we will sing thy praise in parts Ejaculat. 76. O God our Song our Strength whose hand Hath broke our Bonds and set us free Incline our hearts to thy Command And we will own no God but thee Conduct and feed us as thy Flock And give us honey from thy Rock Ejaculat. 77. Direct O God the Judges brest Preserve his handâ—s his eyes upright That he may vindicate th' opprest And guardhim from injurious might O let him know that he shall be As Judge of others judg'd by thee Ejaculat. 78. Lord cast thine eyes upon thy Foes Confound their Troops that are combin'd Against thy Flock which thou hast chose Make them like chaff before the wind Defeat their Plots with sudden shame That they may seek Jehovah's Name Ejaculat. 79. Lord teach mine Eyes my Will my Heart To see to choose and to desire Thy beauteous Courts wherein thou art O fill my thoughts with holy fire Be thou my Sun whose glorious Rayes May light my Soul to sing thy praise Ejaculat. 80. O God remit thy Peoples Sin And shew the Sun-shine of thy face Repress thy fury and begin T' inspire us with thy saving Grace That Righteousness and truth may meet And light our hearts and lead our feet Ejaculat. 81. Great Spring from whence all mercy flows To them that trust and love thy Name Give me thy strength and then my Foes Shall see thy greatness and their shame Be thou my Way my Truth my Light So shall I live and die upright Ejaculat. 82. Sim the glory of the Earth And subject of my holy Passion May all the Well-springs of my mirth Be founded upon thy foundation Of all delights I wish no other Than to be Son to such a Mother Ejaculat. 83. Lord let thy fury cease to burn Or else my Soul must cease to be Can praises issue from the Urn What thanks can ashes give to thee Enough if thou but undertake me Let death surprise let friends forsake me Ejaculat. 84. Lord thou whose mercy fails not those That build their trust upon thy Name Protect my Soul from all my Foes Then shall my tongue thy worth proclaim So shall the remnant of my days Be crown'd in Peace and thou with Praise Ejaculat. 85. Eternal God before whose Eyes A thousand years seem as a day Direct our hearts and make us wise To use that time we cannot stay Send joy in our sad hearts and bless Our prosperous actions with success Ejaculat. 86. Though thousands here ten thousand there Do daily fall before mine eye I will not faint I will not fear Beneath the wings of the most High Let me be guarded Lord by thee Then I 'le not fear nor faint nor flee Ejaculat. 87. Lord purge my Soul that I may learn To read my fortunes by thy hand Let my instructed Soul discern That worldly bliss is not thy brand Lord in thy Mercy make me thine I have enough shower thou or shine Ejaculat. 88. Great Monarch of the World disclose Thy Power and make thy Glory known Out-flood the floods of all my Foes And in my heart fix thou thy Throne Plant Holiness within my brest O Lord my strength O God my rest Ejaculat. 89. Just God of Vengeance cast an eye Upon my poor afflicted brest O send me help O hear my cry And let thy comforts be my rest Suppress my Foes and set me free That have no Hope no Help but thee Ejaculat. 90. Great God of Gods Great King of Kings From whom by whom we live we be In whom my Soul her triumph sings To whom alone bowes every knee Teach me thy way thy Will 's my Feast Thy Crook my Guide thy Fold my Rest Ejaculat. 91. Lord let our Jesus and thy Christ Be all the subject of our mirth Let Satans power be dismist And let him rule and judge the earth Then then Eternal Peace shall be Return'd to us and praise to thee Ejaculat. 92. Great King of Glory who art drest In Clothes of Clouds in Robes of Fire Make evil hateful to my brest Then shall I love thee most intire Then shall my bosome reap that light Which thou hast sown for the upright Ejaculat. 93. Great God of Wonders that dost ope The Gate of Life to our glad days And found'st a help beyond all hope O give us mouths to give thee praise So guide our ways just Judge that we May joyfully be judg'd by thee Ejaculat. 94. Great God whose promise is to hear Whose practise is to pardon Sin Let my petitions find an ear And cleanse my leprous Soul within Thou Lord art holy teach my heart To sing thy praises as thou art Ejaculat. 95. Eternal Maker grant that we May praise thee with a chearful heart Guide thou our ways and let us be The sheep where thou the Shepherd art For Lord thy truth is always sure And thy great Mercy shall endure Ejaculat. 96. Lord teach my heart to walk upright In publique rev'rence private fear Keep thou the humble in thy sight And to the proud be thou severe Then shall thy Saints in triumph show Thy Mercy and thy Justice too Ejaculat. 97. O God how poor a thing is man Begot in sin and born in sorrow Our breath 's a blast our life a span But here to day and gone to morrow How needfnl Lord is thy support Our days are bad our times are short Ejaculat. 98. O thou within whose tender brest Full streams of sweet compassion flow Whose Mercies cannnot be
exprest By Saints above or Men below My Soul shall praise my heart shall bless That goodness tongues cannot express Ejaculat. 99. Lord every creature writes a story Of thy full Majesty and Might The contemplation of whose Glory Shall always be my hearts delight Accept that praise my Soul can give And it shall praise thee while I live Ejaculat. 100. Dear God the Pharaoh of our Souls Afflicts the Isr'el of our hearts Where thou shoulds govern he controuls What thou command'st his power thwarts Confound his strength and let thy hand Conduct us to the promis'd land Ejaculat. 101. Lord shouldst thou punish every sin Or strike as oft as we offend How quickly would our plagues begin How soon this sinful world would end But Lord thy tender Mercies stand Within the gap and hold thy hand Ejaculat. 102. Lord let thy wonders and thy ways Inflame my heart my tongue my pen That pen and tongue and heart may praise Thy Name before the Sons of men Look where I list high low or under I see to learn and learn to wonder Ejaculat. 103. O Lord whose mercies and whose paths Transcend th' expressions of my tongue Instruct my heart to keep thy lawes And I will praise thee in my Song Lend me thy pow'r or strengthen mine And I will crush my Foes and thine Ejaculat. 104. O thou that sit'st in Heaven and seest My deeds without my thoughts within Be thou my Prince be thou my Priest Command my Soul and cure my sin How bitter my afflictions be I care not so I rise in thee Ejaculat. 105. Lord teach my humble eyes the art To see aright and hands to do Then will I praise thee with my heart In publique and in private too Set thou thy fear in all my ways To make me wise to give thee praise Ejaculat. 106. Lord plant thy fear before mine eyes For in thy fear my Soul is blest Thy Fear 's that Spring from whence arise My Crown my Treasure and my Rest What fear I fearing thee and what Not fearing thee Lord fear I not Ejaculat. 107. Highest of Highests that dost raise The poor and needy from the dung Advance my thoughts to give thee praise And Lord unty my stam'ring tongue So shall my heart and tongue proclaim Rare Halelujahs to thy Name Ejaculat. 108. O God the Mountains and the Seas Confess thee Lord of Sea and Land They quake and tremble if thou please To shew the power of thy hand So shall my heart when thou think'st good To turn my flint into a flood Ejaculat. 109. Lord teach our loyal hearts to build Their constant hopes upon thy hand Thou art our Help thou art our Shield Wherein our hopes of safety stand Send down thy blessings and then we Will send all praises up to thee Ejaculat. 110. My God thy mercies so abound That every minute speaks their story They have no limits have no bound Ours are the comforts thine the glory And what thy mercy more displays Thou art contented with our praise Ejaculat. 111. Surpassing Lord whose mercies have surpast The limits of the worlds expression Whose truth continues firm and fast To thy elect and their succession To thee perpetual praise be given By Saints on Earth and Souls in Heav'n Ejaculat. 112. Good God! thy mercy and thy might What heart conceives What tongue can tell Thou fillest my darkness with thy light And hast redeem'd my Soul from Hell Thou art my God thou onely art The strength and musick of my heart Ejaculat. 113. O God thy Law 's a field in which The fruitful seed of life is sown No seed so rare no soil so rich It renders infinite for one O God how fair these fields appear O God what pearls are buried he re Ejaculat. 114. Great God whose ever-wakeful eye Doth never slumber never close Teach all my dangers to rely Upon thy help their safe repose Be thou my shade be thou my stay I will not fear by night by day Ejaculat. 115. Lord let the fire of my true zeal Unto thy house for ever flame Where let my thanks and praise reveal The hidden honour of thy Name Let Sions glory still increase And bless her walls with plenteous peace Ejaculat. 116. O God to whom thy thoughts direct Their constant hopes and hopeful cries Let not my Soul in vain expect For mercy from such gracious eyes Maintain thine honour 'T is not me The proud contemn Great God but thee Ejaculat. 117. Lord give me a believing heart Though wanting strength I fear not man If thou be pleas'd to take my part Let malice do the worst it can Although insnar'd I will not fear For thou art stronger than a snare Ejaculat. 118. Give me the heart O God to trust And lead my Footsteps in thy ways Quell thou the power of the unjust That righteous hearts may give thee praise Do good to good men and encrease Their number plenty and their peace Ejaculat. 119. Lord we are Captives and we bow To Satans burthen every hour We sow in tears oh when wilt thou With joy requite the weary sower So bless my labors that I may With comfort long to see that day Ejaculat. 120. What I possess or what I crave Brings no content great God to me If what I would or what I crave Be not possest and blest in thee What I enjoy oh make it mine In making me that have it Thine Ejaculat. 121. Lord plant thy fears within my brest That I may walk thy perfect ways Then shall I prosper and be blest In all my deeds in all my days Then shall I see the fair encrease Of Sions glory Israels peace Ejaculat. 122. Lord since there must be always Foes T' afflict the Souls of flesh and blood Let mine be such as do oppose Thy Churches peace thy Sions good Then let that righteous arm of thine Confound or cure thy foes and mine Ejaculat. 123. Hearer of prayers O whom should I Implore but thee in my distress For mercy harbors in thine eye And thou art fill'd with righteousness To thee O God my hopes shall flee My Soul expects no help but thee Ejaculat. 124. Lord if mine eyes should look too high Or ranc'rous heart begin to swell Break thou the tumor curb mine eye Lest one grow fierce the other fell So shall my Soul grow wise and flee From her own strength and trust in thee Ejaculat. 125. Lord let mine eyes not sleep until I build thy Temple in my brest Take pleasure then and make it still The chosen Palace of thy rest Let all her foes be trodden down And let thy Glory be her Crown Ejaculat. 126. Lord we are several members joyn'd To make one whole whose head thou art Let all our thoughts but make one mind And give one body but one heart United Souls of Saints appear The sweetest musick in thine ear Ejaculat. 127. Light thou the Lamps great God that they Light'ned by thee may give us light Let their bright lustre drive
discharge his sorrow at his eyes XVI Sins that do float in tears are often drown'd In their own floods When real sighs abound They raise a tempest and our sins are tost Against the rocks of Mercy till they 're lost When sins beleaguer us with hostile fears There 's no Artillery like Davids tears XVII Curst like the Fig-tree is that barren eye That in a flood of Sins is alwayes dry Teares are the choicest Jewels which are set Like Orient Pearls in Heaven's rich Cabinet When Faith implores th' Almighty One that lent A vent for tears will send us tears to vent XVIII Faith is the Souls best Orator 't is known There is no Musick like a faithful groan A Whisp'ring faith will find a ready ear When a loud-thundring faithless voice must steer From whence it came no audience will be given A soft tongu'd Faith on Earth speaks loud in Heaven XIX Faith feeds the hungry and it safe-guards those That fear the danger of incensed Foes T is Heavens proof-armor he that wears this shield May safely meet Goliah in the Field 'T is heavenly mirth to hear a David sing 'T was Faith that kill'd Goliah not a sling XX. The precious balsom of a sound belief Expels the poyson of a raging grief The womans bloody issue could not be Cur'd but by Faiths Divine Chirurgery When grief assailes the patient must be sure T' apply warm prayers and Faith will end the cure XXI Reason and Faith are Combatants the One Demands a why the other will be known Without a reason for the powerful hand Of Faith can fight where reason cannot stand He that believes what 's possible can strain His Faith no higher than a humane brain XXII Faith is the mindes establisher should we Believe but what we understand and see We should prove Infidels had Abraham try'd His Faith by humane sence his Faith had dy'd But barren Sarah when her time was run Blest aged Abraham with a smiling Son XXIII When our estranged ashes shall lye hid In their corruptions reason will forbid Their re-uniting but a faithful eye Sees them inclining to their unity If we observe we shall be sure to find T hat Faith sees best when humane reason 's blind XXIV A well-deserving eye shall always find Faith and Theology as close combin'd As Marth ' and Mary were who strive to smother The one must needs extirpate the other Accurst be they that separate such friends Destroy the consort and the musick ends XXV Th' inflamed Lamp shines in a darksome night And fills each corner with a trembling light But when extinguisht our benighted eye Leaves every object in obscurity So shining Faith snuft out by sin expires And leaves us muffl'd in our dark desires XXVI Faith 's a Monoculist and can descry The Sun of Glory with a single eye It comprehendeth all things every place Where she aboads is beautifi'd with grace He 's like a pregnant Land that knows no dearth But brings forth many off-springs at one birth XXVII Faith can unnaturalize a Lion and Make him lye subject to a strict command Or Daniel had not liv'd his Lamb had power To make the Lions tremble not devour Be pleas'd Oh Lord to look upon our Sion And send this Lamb to chase away our Lion XXVIII When once despised Faith is laid aside Needs must the Fabrick of Religion slide An unpropt-house with danger is enjoy'd And Pallaces prove rubbish when destroy'd Oh how unblest is that declining Nation Where Faith 's quite lost Religion 's out of fashion XXIX Faith and Religion like the Turtle-dove Having lost her first admits no second love The troubled Ocean is not eas'ly still'd 'T is far more easie to destroy than build When Faction thrives Religion starves at nurse Who sins with Aegypt must have Aegypts curse XXX Sure sad Religion cannot chuse but groan Under deformity when every one Shall dress her at his pleasure is it good To cancel that which Martyrs seal'd with blood Sure no it is not blessings are despis'd When pure Religion 's so much Proteuniz'd XXXI I 'd rather want a blessing than abuse The blessing that I have th' apostate Jewes Can evidence this truth for whilst they stood To save the evil they destoy'd the good Did it not add to Pilates sin who cry'd I find no fault and yet our Saviour dy'd XXXII Had Judas known the blessings he possest In being private to our Saviours breast Sure then his most inordinate desires Had found no fuel to maintain his fires Best things in their corruption prove the worst Truth speaks aloud for Judas was accurst XXXIII Alas how fondly did our thoughts despise These sacred joys which now we chiefly prize Because we want them and we sadly prove The want of blessings tutors us to love The blessings that we had if I transgress Let David witness what my thoughts express XXXIV Th' unfathom'd gulf of mans unsatiate mind Proves most outragious when 't is most confin'd I could perswade my self if 't were a sin Not to be sinful Man would soon begin To practise goodness for the flesh would be Oppugnant to the Spirits faculty XXXV The raging fire the more it is deprest The more it burns our Parent Eve transgrest Because she was forbid although she knew What unavoided danger would accrew Yet her unsatisfi'd desires were such She could not chuse but tast as well as touch XXXVI Faction's the worst of Evils 't is a sin Beyond addition when we once begin To fall to Heresie we know not how Nor what to act alas we can allow A firm respect to nothing for to day We hug what we to morrow cast away XXXVII If we observe it may be quickly seen How great a disproportion is between The Schools of God and Nature we conceive In Natures Schooles before we can believe But in the Schools of God we must aspire First to believe conceive and then admire XXXVIII Affliction is the Christians badge who knows Earths greatest pleasure find her greatest wees Alas what are th' injoyments of this life But fleeting shadows which denote a strife If Davids troubles sojourn in my brest Lord give me Davids heart and I am blest XXXIX He that endures Affliction must abide The harsh directions of his knowing Guide For they that travel in this world must take Affliction by the hand or else they 'l make A fruitless journey He 's a senseless slave That dances with Earth's Musick to his grave XL. Affliction is sins Nursery and they That kill the Brat must take the Nurse away If not they must expect what 's much more worse For sin is known to be the Devils Nurse Then may they cry with lamentable breath No wages will content the Nurse but death XLI Wouldst thou prevent affliction then draw near I 'le tell thee how when sin begins t' appear Drown it in teares teares of a heavenly race He that includes a sin excludes a Grace Sin often growes too aged for relief
I th' eternal Shepherd daily watch My wel-fed lambs for fear Hels wolf should catch Or fright not being fearful to be bold My gentle flocks from their delightful fold I am beloved and mine own will own My sacred Name my voice is not unknown Unto my sheep they always will be all Firmly obedient to my cheerful call For which obedience they shall find reward Nay such a one as always shall accord To their desires thrice happy shall they be In truly calling and in owning me To be their Shepherd nothing can more please M'indulgent soul than such dear flocks as these I will preserve them and no wolf shall dare To seize upon them or presume to tear Their downy fleeces nothing shall be nearer Unto my heart and nothing shall be dearer In my affections for I will affect Even where and when I finde a true respect Sou. What strange contusions hath thy language bred Within my serious thoughts how hast thou fed My ears with flatteries but it is in vain Because my heart hath vow'd not to retain Thy sain'd expressions nothing shall remove My Love from God nor nothing make me love Thy wretched self then be content and cease To urge my mind or interrupt my Peace Go do thy worst and when that worst is done Sit down as wisely as thou hast begun Sat. Art thou resolv'd Well then let vengeance Upon thy cursed head be gon thou mite Nay less of goodness go make haste t' inherit light Those plagues that wait upon so damn'd a spirit Sou. May this be call d a farewell if it be The self same farewell must attend on thee I hate nay scorn to bid farewell to you 'T is charity enough to bid adieu The Souls Thankfulness and Request to God MOst gracious God I having lately felt The fervor of thy mercies needs must melt Into a thankfulness Ah should I be Ungrateful to so blest a God as thee 'T were pity ah 't were pity that the ayr Should give me breath or thy fierce hand forbear To through me headlong to the deep abyss Of speedy ruine where no comfort is Oh glorious Lord be pleased to inflame My heart with raptures to extol thy Name Alas I 'm weak and if thou shouldst deny Thy aid nothing could be more weak than I. If thou wilt help me I shall be so strong That nothing can prevail to do me wrong Lord I am blind oh therefore let thy light Expel those clouds that thus eclipse my sight Be thou my guid my strength my sight my way Or else being weak I shall or fall or stray Oh leave me not but as thou hast begun To shew me mercy let thy mercy run With my desires and grant that I may be A true forgetter of all things but thee And rather than I should forget thy call Oh let me have no memory at all Wean me oh wean me from this nursing earth Make it my sorrow and thy Throne my mirth Let every morning make me know and say Thy Lawes are Just or let me know no day Let every ev'ning make me take delight In thy commands or let me know no night Inspire my heart O God and make it glad Always in thee or make it always sad If thou afflict'st me make me understand Thou hast a storming and a calming hand If Poverty oppress me whilst I live Oh let thy mercy send me friends to give Or if thy goodness please to send me store Oh give me grace to think I may be poor It matters not O Lord how poor I be Vnto the World if I am rich to thee If I am hungry ô be thou my meat If I am weary ô be thou my seat Or if I feast O Lord be thou my guest If I am restless Lord be thou my rest If I am thirsty Lord be thou my spring If I am subject Lord be thou my King If I have Vertue make me dote upon her If Honourable be thou my Honor And if I cannot know that which I would Be pleas'd to make me know Lord what I should Then shall my ready lips express and show I know no more than thou wu'dst have me know My unty'd tongue shall evermore proclaim Th'attendant glories of thy sacred Name Divine Ejaculations 1. GReat God whose Scepter rules the Earth Distil thy fear into my heart That being rapt with holy mirth I may proclaim how good thou art Open my lips that I may sing Full praises to my God my King Ejaculation 2. Lord make the torments we endure The Symptomes of thy Love not wrath Thou art our Chiron we thy cure Our Crime 's our sores thy blood 's our bath O we are weak be thou as strong How long O Lord O Lord how long Ejaculation 3. Just Judge of Earth in whom we trust Make sharp thy sword and bend thy bow Consume the wicked save the Just For thou the Reins and heart dost know Then shall our tongues sing forth thy praise And praise thy justice all our days Ejaculat. 4. Lord teach us timely how to pray And give us patience to expect Thou hatest sin Oh guide our way Judge thou our Eoes The Just protect Then shall the wicked fall with shame And we will sing that love thy name Ejaculat. 5. Great Son of the eternal God To whom the world subjected lyes Break not but breed us with thy rod O we are foolish make us wise And if thy wrath begin to flame Wee 'l seek protection in thy Name Ejaculat 6. Lord if our enemies encrease And we invoke bow down thine ear Be thou our shield and make our peace And we will scorn what worldlings fear Great God of health great Lord of rest O make us thine and we are blest Ejaculat. 7. Thou righteous Hearer of Requests Make void the counsels of th'unjust Send peace into our trembling brests And fill our hearts with fear and trust If thou wilt make thy face to shine Let others joy in corn and wine Ejaculat. 8. Lord thou whose equal hand allays The poor mans grief whose help thou art Encline my heart to give thee praise And I will praise thee with my heart For sake me not for Lord I trust As men are cruel thou art just Ejaculat. 9. Lord crush my Lyon-hearted Foes Rout them that seek to ruine me Rise up O God forget not those Whose wrongs refer their cause to thee Or if the wicked must oppress Be thou not far from my distress Ejaculat. 10. Great God thy Garden is defac'd The Weeds do thrive thy Flowers decay O call to mind thy promise past Restore thou them cut these away Till then let not the weeds have power To starve or taint the poorest Flower Ejaculat. 11. Lord leave us not too long a space O view our griefs and hear our pray'r Clear thou our eyes unvail thy face Lest Foes presume and we despair Lord make thy mercy our repose And we will sing amidst thy Foes Ejaculat 12. Lord teach me to renown
patience with relief Ejaculat. 41. Lord if thy pleasure make me poor Thou wilt bless them that give me bread If thy sick hand hath scourg'd me sore That hand that struck will make my bed Sustain me Lord be thou my store I shall be neither sick nor poor Ejaculat. 42. My God full tears are all the dyet That seed my sad my drooping brest In my distress in my disquiet Be thou my Stay be thou my Rest Be thou my God in my relief And I will triumph in my grief Ejaculat. 43. Lord right my wrongs and plead my right Against all those that seek my Ill O let thy perfect Truth and light Conduct me to thy holy Hill Then shall thy Altar make relation Of thy due praise and my Salvation Ejaculat. 44. Lord our fore-fathers found redress In all their frights in all their fears Wilt thou be dumb to my distress And not my God as well as theirs Redeem my Soul whose loyal knee Ne're bow'd to any God but thee Ejaculat. 45. Great Bridegroom fill thy dearest Spouse With outward glory inward graces May she forget her fathers house And only cling to thy embraces Affect her heart with Love and Duty And then take pleasure in her beauty Ejaculat. 46. Lord help me when my griefs do call In my distress O be thou near Then if earth change or mountains fall I will not faint I will not fear Shew me thy wonders and inflame My heart to magnifie thy Name Ejaculat. 47. Lord let thy Judgments fill all those That love thy Mount with joy and mirth Confound and crush all Sions Foes Sion the glory of the Earth Let all that love thy Sions glory Recount her State repeat her Story Ejaculat. 48. Lord teach me wisely to contemn All goods that transitory be Let me not stand possest of them If they be not possest in thee If I be wealthy and nor wise I live but like a beast that dyes Ejaculat. 49. Lord God of Gods before whose Throne Stand fire and storms O what shall we Return to Heav'n that is our own When all the world belongs to thee We have no offering to impart But praises and a wounded heart Ejaculat. 50. Lord if thy mercies purge my heart Conceiv'd in lust and born in sin Breath truth into my inward part Renew me a firm spirit within Then let thy goodness not detest The ruines of a broken brest Ejaculat. 51. Let others boast in gold and prize Ev'l more than good and love deceit Thy mercies Lord are my supplies And on thy Name will I await Lord let thy Mercies still inure My brest to love the thing that 's pure Ejaculat. 52. Lord if thou take away thy hand How all compos'd of fears are we What arm can save what strength can stand When man poor man 's forsook by thee Lord keep my faith in thee unshaken For thou forsak'st not till forsaken Ejaculat. 53. Lord let thy name secure and free My threat'ned Soul from all my foes Stand thou with them that stand for me Support all these suppress all those Then shall my Soul division run Upon thy praise till time be done Ejaculat. 54. Hearer of prayers confound my Foes That bruise my tortur'd Soul to dust In man alas there 's no repose Foes have no pity friends no trust My trust is in thy word which says They shall not live out half their days Ejaculat. 55. O God the malice of my Foes Encreaseth daily more and more But Lord thou art my safe repose Thou art my strength thou art my store Be thou my gracious God and then I will not fear the pow'r of men Ejaculat. 56. Be gracious Lord unto my grief For in thy shadow do I trust O send me plentiful relief For thou art merciful and Just Then shall my spirits utter forth Twi-light Hosanna's to thy worth Ejaculat. 57. Lord keep me from those hearts and tongues That practice mischief from the womb Weigh right to them that weigh us wrongs And let confusion be their doom But let the just be fill'd with mirth And fear that God that rules the earth Ejaculat. 58. Lord save me from my Foes make void Their plots and all their Counsels vain For ever let them be destroy'd For in thy hand my hopes remain And I will always spend my days In Hymns of thanks and Songs of praise Ejaculat. 59. Lord though we feel the bitter taste Os thy displeasure for a while Yet thou art gracious and at last Thy angry brow that frown'd will smile Oh when that storm is over-blown Thou 'lt trample those that tread us down Ejaculat. 60. Lord hear my troubled voice and bring My Soul to that sweet Rock of Rest Protect all those that strive to sing Thy praises with a cheerful brest Let comfort with our years increase That we may praise thy name in peace Ejaculat. 61. Lord God from whom all mercy springs Instruct my hopes to wait on thee Teach me what vain and fruitless things The helps of what is earthly be All strength belongs to thee alone 'T is thou my God must help or none Ejaculat. 62. Lord how I long to see thy face That I might spend me in thy praise Thou art my glory in disgrace Sustain my steps direct my ways Thou art my refuge when oprrest With grief my joy with toyl my rest Ejaculat. 63. Lord hide me from my bloody Foes For in thy goodness do I trust Protect my sought-for life from those That shoot in secret for the just So then shall I that fear thy Name Have cause of glory they of shame Ejaculat. 64. Thou gracious Hearer of Requests Hide all my sins behind thy merits Shower down thy Spirit into our brests And drop thy Grace into our Spirits That from our Faith rich works may spring And give us cause to shout and sing Ejaculat. 65. Lord if thy flame must needs be felt Let us be purged in that flame Let our rebellious spirits melt Into the praises of thy Name That we being tutor'd and kept under May fear with Love and love with Wonder Ejaculat. 66. Lord let thy favour still inflame Our light'ned hearts to walk thy ways That all the World may praise thy Name And all the Earth may sing thy praise So fructifie our hearts that we May bless thy Name being blest by thee Ejaculat. 67. Lord rise in power within mine heart And chase my sins thy Foes and mine Then shall I see thee as thou art In Glory great in Power divine So I more white than Snow shall sing Thy ways and praise my God my King Ejaculat. 68. To that sweet Lamb which did sustain Grief above weight Pain above measure Whose stripes and scoffs and grief and pain Were only purchas'd by our pleasure Be Honor Glory Praises given By Souls on Earth by Saints in Heaven Ejaculat. 69. Let shame be their due recompence That seek to wound my Soul with shame Be thou their help and strong defence That seek thee Lord
DIVINE MEDITATIONS UPON Several Subjects Whereunto is annexed GODS LOVE AND Man's Vnworthiness WITH SEVERAL Divine Ejaculations Written by JOHN QUARLES LONDON Printed by T. J. for Peter Parker and are to be sold at the first shop in Popes-head Alley on the right hand next Cornhil 1671. To my Esteemed Friend JAMES HOBARTE of Hales in the County of Norfolk Esquire SIR IF I am bold it is in fulfilling your desires I am confident you well remember when we were Prisoners together that your self gave me the several subjects of these short Meditations I confess I have no cause to blush at the subjects but I fear you will find cause to blush at the bad performance of your desires however I have done my endeavor and if you please to own it worth your acceptance I shall own your acceptance worth my labor and ever remain Affectionately yours JOHN QUARLES TO THE READER Kinde Reader LEt me lay this Injunction upon thee before thou permittest thy eye to survey this little Volume that thou wilt resolve to pardon I will not say for what for fear thou shouldest be scrupulous and not read The subject is Divine and I confess too good to be so badly handled however I have done my endeavour and Alexander did no more when he conquered Kingdoms But Reader because I will not detain thine eye too long in one place I bid thee Farewel To my Muse TEll we presumptuous Muse how dar'st thou treat Vpon a Subject so sublime so great Alas how dare thy infancy aspire So high as Heaven where the Celestial Quire Of Soul-enchanting Angels hourly sing Anthems of joy to their mellifluous King This is a task that invocates the best And loftiest quills Heav'ns love must not b'exprest With wanton language he that shall presume To labour in this work must first perfume His Soul with true Divinity and breathe Celestial ayrs that Readers may perceive Their Author labours with a serious heart T'embalm his actions with divinest art This is a field whose spacious bounds extend Themselves to infinite who strives to end Shall still begin and having once bâ—gun This pleasing progress must not cease to run Vntil he stops in Heaven there lies the gain Who runs with Faith is certain to obtain If then my Muse thou canst divinely mount This sacred Stage thou needst not fea rt ' account Thy actions prosperous strive thou to stand Guarded with Faith and Heav'n will lend a hand To prop thee up his power will infuse Sufficient matter for an active Muse To work upon his wisdome will direct Thy painful hand his Mercies will correct Thy rambling thoughts and teach thee to proclaim Th' unsumm'd up glories of his Royal Name Abandon Earth and bid vain thoughts adieu Thou canst not serve thy God and Mammon too Rouse then and let thy well-prun'd Eagles wings Mount thee aloft let not terrestial things Disturb thy resolutions let them all Evade thy mind thy thoughts must grow too tall For such low toyes stir up thy zealous fire And what thou canst not well express admire DIVINE MEDITATIONS Upon several subjects I. GRoans midnight groans usurp the Commonwealth Oh my infringed Soul I know no health Nor feel no pleasure all my joyes are fled I know not where and I am worse than dead Heav'n shouldring Atlas if compar'd to me Bears nothing mine 's a weighty misery II. Ah me can nothing cure me is my grief So much insanable that no relief Can flow from Gilead do my sins obstruct Those tydes of grace which usually conduct Refreshments to me Oh most dismal fate He feels a plague too soon that grieves too late III. Cimmerian mists alas and what are they Compar'd to me less than a glorious day The sense of my own blindness makes me know The blindness of my senses Can a woe Be more exub'rous here 's a grief refin'd A seeing Body and a Soul that 's blind IV. The sight-deprived wretch whose darkned fate Makes day and night as 't were incorporate And knowes no difference but still gropes about And finds his Day within his Night without But I sad I being muffled up in sin Find Day without alas but Night within V. Saddest of thoughts Oh that I could espy One gracious Sun-beam that my willing eye Might like the dawning of the Infant-day Grow by degrees and at the last display Some glorious rayes to my endarkened heart I 'de hug that light and never let it part VI. But I unhappy I whose former dayes Consum'd in ill have quite expell'd the rayes Of future happiness and now I see All evil is epitomiz'd in me Too late I grieve for what I feel too soon The Sun le ts fall his fiercest rayes at noon VII Though foggy vapours oftentimes ascend Being exhaled by a Solar friend From Earths chill brest and for a season shroud Themselves within an entertaining cloud Yet at the last unwilling to remaine Discloud themselves and fall to Earth again VIII But ah my sin-exhaling soul is fill'd With noysome fogs that cannot be distill'd They keep a forc'd possession and encrease Within me nay and riot out my peace Needs must the Empire of a troubled brain Feel store of torments where such Neroes raign IX Corporeal griefs compartivelay merit The name of Pleasures to a troubled spirit Martyrs have taught that temporary pains If well improv'd swell into future gaines Grief 's banisht quite from him that dyes forgiven A Storm on Earth portends a Calm in Heaven X. As woe and trouble commonly await Upon the frailty of a humane state So Grace and Mercy evermore are found Attending where Divinity sits crown'd Ah! would it not be undiscreetly done To sit in darkness to avoid the Sun XI If Heaven should please to banish from our sight His glorious Lamp whose most diffusive light Gives life to nature all things would retire Into a Chaos and the world expire The Soul 's a World-divine and Christ's the Sun Who shining not the World is chang'd not done XII We may observe when happiness concludes How soon the sad and fatal interludes Of Misery appear for Grief and Joy Are Initiators When our sins destroy The happiness we had Ah then appears Mischief attended with an hoast of fears XIII Adam unhappy man with what a grace Could he present himself before the face Of his well-pleas'd Creator till the heat Of his own lust compel'd him to retreat From Gods commands Ah then his new-bred fear Made him afraid to see as well as hear XIV Let but the apples of the tender eye Receive a sudden touch and by and by The sympathizing part will quickly be Frighted as 't were into a mutiny So when the Sin toucht soul begins to smart The sentiate faculties must bear a part XV. Courage in Sin is but a Sin enlarg'd Which like a deep-mouth'd Cannon over-charg'd Recoyles or breaks Had Peter found no vent For his denying-sins his soul had rent It self in pieces Blest is he and wise That can
There is no danger like a non-ag'd grief XXLII The wise man grieves not that he undergoes Affliction but because he fully knowes His many sins deserv'd as many more If ten times doubl'd than he did before Patience in things adverse like Stars shine bright And most transparent in the darkest night XLIII 'T is good to be afflicted or else he That spoke it took delight in Misery If Davids sins infect thee let thy heart Be bath'd in Davids tears and then thou art Indeared unto Heaven for he that lent Much time to sin must borrow to repent XLIV Repentance leaps to Heav'n if we expect A future blessing we must not neglect This present business which if we delay Wee 'l want to morrow what we lost to day But let 's consider e're our time be spent How soon we sin and yet how late repent XLV He that delayes Repentance makes great haste To his own ruine and commits a waste Upon his Soul for every hour we spend And not repent we wilfully befriend Our Adversary Hell whose Gins being set He lyes and watches when to draw the Net XLVI The Net being drawn well may we run about And make our selves more fast attempting out Then our betrayed Souls may sadly say Had we repented when 't was said to day This Net hath not insnar'd us nor we cry We that did ever sin must ever dye Gods Love AND Mans Vnworthiness GOD how that word hath thunder-clapt my Soul Into a ravishment I must condole My forward weakness Ah where shall I find Sufficient Metaphors t' express my mind Thou heart-amusing word how hast thou filld My Soul with Halelujahs and distil'd Wonders into me Oh that I could break My heart in pieces and divinely speak My mind in Raptures that the frantique Earth May bath it self in these sweet streams of mirth Then rouze my Soul and practise how to turn Thy wonders into language do not burn Thy sacrâ—d fuel in a place where none Can have the benefit but thee alone Hoist up thy Sails and let thy speedy motion Hurry thee hence into the boundless Ocean Observe thy Compass keep a constant pace And Heav'n will steer thee to the Port of Grace 'T is strange to think how the Almighty can That is so pure love such a thing as Man Whose primitive corruption makes him worse Than nothing whose Rebellion claims a Curse More than affection How can Heav'n endure A thing that can be nothing but impure Man like a word that 's void of reason sounds In every ear his very name expounds A misery at best he needs must be But vain And how can Heav'n love vanity Man like a shadow flies before the Sun Of his Afflictions and is still undone By his own doing he 's his own pursuer And how can Heav'n love such a self-undoer Man like a naked worm is often found Digging himself into the loathsom ground Of ruine he 's a Traitor to his Bliss And how can Heav'n love such a worm as this Man like a flash of lightning courts the world With lavish flames and by and by is hurl'd Into that Nothing whence at first he came Then how can God love such a short-liv'd flame Man like a Reed is evermore inclin'd To shake and totter with each blast of wind He 's always running to the ground with speed And how can Heav'n love such an earthly Reed Man like the dust is always blown and tost From place to place and flies till it has lost Its Center never resting in one place Then how can Heav'n love that which flies in 's face Man like a Fly still buzzes up and down From cup to cup and sips on till he drown Himself in pleasure fears no stander by And how can Heav'n love such a drunken Fly Man like a Rain-bow oftentimes appears Clothed in colours but can claim no years No days nay hardly hours but must decay And how can heav'n love that which loves no stay Man like a bubble floats upon the waves Of his desires whilst every blast enslaves His brittle substance fill'd with windy troubles And how can heav'n love such unconstant bubbles Man like the froth spew'd from the Oceans brest Is tyded up and down but knows no rest Nor Perpetuity and can betroth It self to nothing Heav'n loves no such froth Man like the wind is every moment flying To every place and hares to be complying Or resting any where how can it be That Heav'n can love so much inconstancy Man like a Swallow loves the fragrant spring Of earths delights but with a spreading wing Flies from the Winters more congealed Brest And how can Heav'n love such a Summer Guest Man like a smoak presumptuously aspires Into the air and by and by retires Himself to nothing nothing's his conclusion And how can Heav'n love such a base confusion Man like a fire whose green and scragged fuel Denies to burn until it fights a duel With the encountring Bellows which at last Obtains the conquest then it burns as fast And seems as 't were ambitious to expire Then how can Heav'n love such a raging fire Man like an Arrow being once let go Out from the Archers well commanded Bow Affronts the Clouds at last having spent the store Of his small strength sals down seems t' adore Th' inferior Earth which with a welcome hides His down-cast head within her wounded sides Where he remains and scorns to be withstood Man can be anything but what is good And cannot Man be good strange kind of tone What has he wept himself into a stone Like Niobie no sure I fear his eyes Were never loaded with such large supplies Ah could he weep a Flood Heav'n that prepares His ears to hear would bottle up his tears In his remembrance every drop should shine Like Pearls absconded in a golden Myne His sins command a Deluge could his head Be turn'd into a fountain could he shed An Ocean at a drop it could not cover His sins which are mountainous from the Lover Of real drops for he would soon descry Those sand excelling crimes where ere they lie Yet would his Soul so much compassionate The flowing sorrows of his watry state That with a calming hand he would remove His rocky sins and hide them with his Love He would have pity and with speed consent T' express his love when all our tears are spent Should Heav'n who justly may for every sin Drop down a Plague and make it live within Mans guilty Soul the world would quickly be Transform'd and chang'd into a leprosie Let none despair for Heav'ns known mercies can Out infinite the greatest sins of man Oh love beyond degree Shall Heav'n indulge Himself to Man and shall not Man divulge A gratefulness to him whose hand prepares To wipe away his sin-poluted cares Ungrateful Miscreant how canst thou view Thy former Miseries and not renew Thy thanks to him whose Power set thee free And brought thee back from thy Captivity Hast
very looks disgrac'd The Face of Beauty to whose thriftless hand He gave that Government with this Command Of all the Trees that here thou dost behold Thy lips being authoriz'd thou mayst be bold To taste with freedom only one which I Conjure thee from therefore restrain thine eye From lusting after it if not thy breath Shall glut it self in everlasting death Forget not my Commands but let thy brest Be always faithful and thou shalt be blest Thus the Recorder having spoke at large This well-deliver'd although ill-kept Charge He after said It is not good that man should be alone Without a help I le therefore make him one Oh sacred prudence Here we may discern A sweet conjunction here our Souls may learn Wisdom and Love both which if not enjoyd Pleasures prove vanities and blessings void Heav'n whose unidle art-full hand had set Man as a Jewel in his Cabinet Thought it unfit that those delights which he Had made by his most powerful Love should be Monopoliz'd by one he therefore laid Adam asleep and having done he made Out of a crooked Rib strange kind of Art A woman fair compleat in every part Nay and a helper too for in conclusion She helpt poor Adam to his own confusion Oh most detested deed Unconstant wife To prove a Traitor to thy Husbands life As soon as made Fond wretch could nothing suit With thy nice palate but forbidden fruit Ah could thy longing lie no longer hid What didst thou long because thou wert forbid Was there no tree that could content thy eye But only that which was forbidden Fie Oh shame to think thou shouldst so quickly waste Thine hours of pleasure for a minutes taste Couldst thou not like or fall in love with any But that Heav'n had but one thou hadst many Wherewith to please thine appetite and yet Wouldst thou prove so ambitious as to sit Upon the highest twigg Ah could th' advice Of Satan tempt thee to this avarice With so much ease and make thee rashly do So foul a deed and tempt thy Adam too Preposterous wretch how hast thou spread a cloud Over thy head what didst thou think to shrowd Thy self from vengeance Having eat thy death Couldst thou expect to live Oh no thy breath Offended Heav'n but ah hadst thou but thought Before thy heart had entertain'd a fault So great as this what 't was to die thy mind Had made thee more abstemious and confin'd Thy base inordinate desires thy meat Had prov'd delightful and thy comforts great But now unhahpy now thy crimes have made Thy Soul Deaths Debtor and thou art betrayd By thine own self therefore prepare to meet Thy wrathful Judge 't is said stoln goods are sweet But thine prov'd sour the fruits w ch thou hast stole Sugar'd thy mouth but wormwoodiz'd thy soul When thou hadst eaten Ah! why didst thou not Tremble to death to think thou hadst forgot Thy Gods Commands that his Judgments must Follow thy Soul and blow thee into dust Thus Eve thus Adam having vilipended Their Gods Commands their happines soon ended Their joys were turn'd to mourning their light Was turn'd to darkness and their day to night Both being too much conscious fled with speed To hide themselves from God but not the deed Even as some poor distressed wretch desires To hide himself from the enraged fires Of his incensed Foe runs up and down To shun the rage of a condemned frown At last observing his enquiring Foe Approach the place lies still and dares not blow For fear the wordless Eccho of his breath Should soon betray him to a sudden death Being at last descry'd his throbbing heart Gives an Alarum to each trembling part Fear like an Earthquake then begins to shake His loosen'd joynts he knows not how to make A ready answer to his foes demands But as a sad convicted man he stands Subjected to his will that can dispence With nothing but with death to calm th' offence Even so Guilt-loaded Adam having done A deed so foul prepares himself to run To some close shelter where he might immure His naked body and repose secure But ah in vain in vain he strove to hide Himself from God that need implore no guide To teach him where his sad offender lay He needs must find when sin hath chalk'd th' way But when Heav'ns shril-enquiring voice surrounded The ears of Adam Adam was confounded With deep distress his heart began to call His quivering Senses to a Funeral Fear like a powerful fire began to thaw His frozen thoughts and keep his Soul in awe He breath'd in a Dilemma and could find No Sanctuary for a perjur'd mind At last the Language of th' Eternal God Storm'd his Sin-armed Soul and like a Rod Whipt him from his security and cry'd Adam where art thou Adam thus reply'd I heard thee walking in the pleasing shade Of the cool ev'ning and I was afraid And hid my self because I must confess I blusht to see my shameful nakedness GOD. Tell me thou trembling wretch how dost thou know That thou art naked say who told thee so What has thy lips usurp'd the fruit which I Conjur'd thee not to touch if so reply Adam The woman which thou gav'st me gave to me And I did eat of the forbidden tree GOD. Unconstant woman Ah why hast thou run Beyond thy bounds what 's this that thou hast done Woman The Serpents flowing language swel'd too great For my low banks he tempted and I eat Gods Curse against the Serpent Because thou hast thus subtilty deluded The lustful woman thou shalt be excluded From future good more shall thy curses yield Than all the Beasts and Cattel in the field Thy belly shall because thou hast done this Give to the earth a life-remaining kiss Thou shalt not taste of any thing that 's good Dust shall supply the place of wholsome food Curst be thy ways thou shalt no more be seen By me I will put enmity between Thy seed and hers hereafter thou shalt feel A bruised head and she a bruised heel Gods Curse against the Woman And as for thee oh Woman I 'le enlarge Thy grief and thy conception I 'le discharge Thy joyes and load thee with a weighty grief Thy pains in child-bed shall find no relief Thou shalt desire thy Husband and his hand Shall over-rule thee with a strict command Adams Curse Rebellious Adam unto thee I 'le give A Life as bad as Death for thou shalt live To see thy sorrows more and more abound And for thy sake I 'le curse the loathed ground For thou hast hark'ned to the conquering voice Of thy frail wife and made my fruit thy choice And sepulchred my words within the grave Of thy false heart begon thou self-made slave The thorny ground shall give a large increase To thy laborious hand the name of Peace Shall prove a stranger to thy ears and thou Shalt eat thy bread with a sweat-dropping brow I 'le murther all thy
Craving thy succour Where 's thy love become Because th' art deaf ah wu'dst thou have him dumb Or dost thou think because thy panch is fill'd He cannot hunger He that first distill'd Those mercies on thy head expects that thou Shouldst feed thy Brother with a cheerful brow Say not thou canst not give thy treasure's light But let thy heart record the widows mite So Heav'n will fill thy Cisterns to the brim And feed thy Soul because thou hast sed him Should the Grandfather of true Charity Pass by the gates and hear thee beg and cry And not relieve thee should he slight thy prayers And scorn to take a survey of thy tears Wouldst thou not grieve and pine thy self to dust And almost say thy God was much unjust To turn away his ears from thy complaint And disrespect thy pray'rs and let thee faint For want of food Ah whither wouldst thou fly To feed thy famish'd Soul should Heav'n deny But ah he cannot for his melting Soul Is always free and willing to condole The sad conditions of distressed Man Who only strives to do but what he can To contradict him yet he 'l hear our grief In multitudes of mercies lies relief When our impris'ned Souls peep throw the grates Of this corrupting Earth our God dilates Himself unto us and he sends us meat From the rich store-house of his lofty seat He hears and hearing pities pitying sends And sending blesses and with blessing ends Even as the Sun which every day surrounds The sublime Globe and pries into the bounds Of this dark Center let his Beams reflect Upon a Molehil with as much respect As on a Mountain for his glorious Beams Shine always with equivalent extreams Even so the great and powerful Three in One That sits upon his all-inlight'ning Throne Does not deny to let his mercy crown The poorest Peasant with as much renown As the most stateliest Emperor though he Invests his body with more dignity Yet he 's but earth and must at last decay For Prince and Peasant go the self same way Their earth must turn to earth their Souls return To him that gave them or for ever burn There 's no distinction one infused breath Made them alike and both must live in death Or everlasting life both must commence Divines in Heav'n there 's no preheminence But all equality all must express With equal Joy their equal Happiness Rouse up dull man and let thy wak'ned Soul Be vigilant oh let thy thoughts enroul The love of God engrave it in thy brest That his resounding tongue may read thee blest O let thy sighs like Pens and let thy tears Like Ink transcribe the Love th'indulgent cares Of thy Creator that himself may find Within th' unblotted volume of thy mind Himself recorded so will he imbrace Thy spotless Soul and fill thee with his grace Incline thine ears and let thâ— heart rejoyce To hear the strains of his harmonious voice Harken and thou shalt hear his Prophets sing Th' admired Mercies of the glorious King Thus saith the great and ever-living One That rules the heav'ns governs earth alone 43. Thus saith the Lord that takes delight to dwel Amongst his Saints that formed Israel Created Jacob let thy sorrows flee Out of thy brest I have redeemed thee 'T was I that made thy clouded visage shine And call'd thee by my Name for thou art mine I will be with thee when thy feet shall wade Thorow the waters I will be thy aid I le make thee walk through Rivers and the waves Shall prove ambitious to become thy slaves And when thou walkest through the raging fire Th' unruly flames shall not presume t' aspire Or kindle on thy garments I alone The Lord thy God and Israels holy One And thy dear Saviour that was always true Gave Aegppt Seba and Ethiopia too To ransome thee for thou wert my delight And always pretious in my gracious sight Honors were heapt upon thee and thou wert The tender love of my affecting heart Therefore even I that am well pleas'd will give People for thy dear sake that thou mayst live Fear not for I am with thee and I 'le stand In thy defence and my all-grasping hand Shall bring thy seed from the remotest places And fill thee with my satisfying graces 6. My tongue shall call unto the North and say Unto the South Give and they shall obey Bring from a far my Sons and Daughters all Hear my loud voice be active when I call 7 I have created them and I proclaim They shall be call'd and honour'd by my Name I 'le usher forth the blind and make them see The splendent Glories of my Majestie I le cure the deaf and make their hearts rejoyce To hear the Ecchoes of my warbling voice Thus hath our God unty'd the tongues and broke His Prophets lips thus have his Prophets spoke And wilt thou be O man so much obdure As not to credit him that will assure Perpetual happiness Thou canst not ask That which he cannot give do but unmask Thy shamefac'd Soul that so thou mayst discry Jehovahs mercies with a faithful eye Descant upon his promises advise With thy own thoughts let reason make thee wise Inspect thy self weigh well thy own condition And thou shalt find thou want'st a good Physitian To cure thy maculated Soul Alas Thou art like water stop'd up in a glass So weakly fortifi'd and fenc'd about That one weak knock soon lets the Pris'ner out Vain lump of vanity what can this Earth Afford thy thoughts more than a short-liv'd mirth A mirth that fills thee with deluding toys And like a Tyrant afterwards destroys Dot'st thou on Earth For what because her pleasure Can guild thy wanton eye because her treasure Can cram thy bags because her Syrens song Can ravish thee because her power can throng Thy Soul with luxury because her charms Can court thee with delight because her arms Can pleasingly imbrace thee and impost Thy heart with gold and lull thee when th' ast lost Thy self in sleep Is this the little All That this great World can boast of Must we call These things our pleasures No they 'l prove our Our golden Fetters and our silken Snares These are the Joys we love these are the things cares That make us fly with our Icarian wings Up to Ambitions Court and there presume To gaze so long until our waxen plume Dissolve with heat and like presumptuous slaves Tumble our selves into the raging waves Of speedy Ruine Ruine's all that we Must hope t' obtain from Earths base treasurie Let 's scorn her wealth and say O Earth thou art A painted Mistress with a rotten heart Let 's hate to love that we may love to hate Th'unconstant glory of her fickle state Even as the subtile Crocodile prepares Her flatt'ring heart and eye-commanding tears To woo her Prey to come within the power Of her command that so she may devour With more facility and make her jaws To
A spiny Crown remember how it tore His sublime Front remember how they broach'd His brest with Spears and shamefully reproach'd His spotless fame remember how they nail'd His spreading hands remember how they scal'd His Ivory Walls remember how they spawl'd Upon his face remember how they bawl'd And banded at his Agony whilst he Prov'd patient Martyr to their tyranny Remember when he came unto the brink Of death they gave him vinegar to drink Nay more because they vowd to empty all Their poys'ned malice out they gave him Gall. Oh bitter deed Oh most abhorred Crimes Too nearly parallel'd in these our times Thus having put a period to their plots They thought it good to cast their hellish lots For his I dare not say mean clothes I know They were our Saviours to whose worth we owe Perpetual thanks 't was his well finished breath Redeem'd our Souls from everlasting death Here 's Love O man that does as far transcend Thy thoughts as thy deserts that heav'n shu'd send His Son and Heir to be incarnated And suffer death for thee that wert as dead As sin could make thee 't was for thy offence He dy'd Ah how how canst thou recompence Such high-bred Favors Favors unexpected Deserve to be imbrac'd and not neglected Do not rash Soul like Cleopatra nurse Imbosom'd Vipers blessings prove a curse If once abus'd Ingratitude cuts off Th'intail of Love it is a shame to scoff At Benefactors after thou art fed Wilt thou contemn the hand that gave thee bread Wouldst thou not love that friend that should bestow A super anuated crust and shew Respect unto thee when the ebbing tyde Of Fortune runs so low that thou mayst ride Upon the sands of Poverty Fond Man Strive to be grateful study how to scan The mercies of thy God remember how He feeds thy Soul with Manna learn to bow Th' unruly thoughts with admiration think How often and how much imbitter'd drink Thy Saviour drank with what a doleful cry He beg'd of God to let that cup pass by But knowing that his pleasure must be done He prov'd himself his most obedient Son And wilt thou not copy wretch drink one poor sup Of bitter drink for him that drank a cup To sweeten thine thou need'st not fear nor scorn To taste because Heav'ns sacred Vnicorn Hath purg'd the wa'ers and they must be sweet Except they 're reimpoys'ned by thy feet If so what wilt thou do where wilt thou find An Antidote for an invenom'd mind It is reported if the Spider chance To meet the obvious Toad they 'l both advance Their inward force and mutually proclaim An open War brave Combatants of fame And having fummon'd their imbowel'd might March boldly on and both incens'd they fight The Toad being heavy loaded cannot go Or wheel about like his encountring foe But keeps his ground makes a small resistance The Spider scorning to be kept at distance Falls in upon him and with nimble rage Assaults his foe who now begins t' asswage His former fury and would fain retreat From his small Foe whose strength is grown too great For opposition being thus distress'd He crawls away and with a crop-sick brest Seeks for relief and by and by discries A Plantain leaf within whose veins there lies A secret Antidote which did at length Expel his poyson and renew his strength Having disgorg'd himself he soon returns Into the Camp where for a time he burns To be in action and at last he sees The crafty Spider creeping by degrees To seize upon him then his courage fails He knows not what to do his foe assails With all his might constraining him to yield The conquest and with shame to quit the field Then he begins to seek and hunt about To find the soveraign healing Plantain out Which had before reliev'd him and supply'd His wants but that being gone he burst and dy'd Even so if Hells black Spider chance to crawl From his infernal Web into the Hall Of this all-dusty World he soon prepares Himself to sight and suddenly declares That he the grim-look'd General of Hell Dares to encounter any Souls that dwell Within the limits of the spacious Earth And in a moment qualifie their mirth Thus Satan boasts and if he chance to meet A single Soul he 'l thus begin to greet A DIALOGUE Between the Soul and Satan Sat. SOul th' art well met Soul 'T is true for I am well Sat. Say whither art thou going Soul Not to Hell Sa. Pish talk no more of that but tel me whither Thou go st come prithee let 's go both together Soul A pretty motion when I want a guide I 'le send for thee till then thou art deny'd To be my Usher Sat. Prethee tell me why Thou art so obstinate as to deny So free a courtesie as I have shown Mischance oft falls to them that walk alone Be not so much a verse as to neglect This opportunity I can protect Thy feet from sliding dangers still attend Those that despise the favors of a friend Sou. A friend how canst thou prove that title Sat. How As thus because I 'm willing to allow The best assistance of my ready arm To guide nay and protect thee from all harm Therefore a friend So. What you pretend to show Is but external he that can bestow Internal friendship on a Soul distress'd Is a true friend no matter for the rest If Heav'n will guide my Soul I shal not stray Or fear the evils of a dangerous way But as for you I needs must borrow leave To say your friendship 's onely to deceive Conâ—â—â—ion paths your ways and if I run By your advise Ineeds must be undone God bids me fly from sin if I refuse Obedience to his will I shall abuse His just commands then will my sorrows cry When Mercy stops Judgment begins to fly Sat. Desist fond Soul and labor to divorce Thy lips from this too fabulous discourse Guild not thy words with vanity perswade These thoughts which are erroneous to evade Thy serious mind advise and thou shalt see My ways are best be principl'd by me Let not the swing of passion strike thee down But follow me 't is I must give a Crown To thy deserts 't is I that can advance Thy down-cast Soul above the reach of chance 'T is I mistaken Soul 't is I alone That must conduct thee to the sublime throne Of true Salvation 't is my hand must bring Thy trembling Soul before th'all-judging King Of Heaven and Earth it is my power can fill Thy heart with joy believe me and I will Trust not the babling languages of those That seem thy friends but are thy greatest foes They 'r great to thy destruction they 'l connive stories And fawn nay almost bury thee alive They 'l talk of Heavn and Hell they 'l tell thee Of endless boundless unconceived glories They 'l tell thee of Eternity and woo Thy Soul out of thy ears if thou ' lt
are strait in which I ought to run The course of grace until my days are done And they that change a Vertue for a Vice Deserve no fruit from Heav'ns blest Paradise Sat. Surcease those fond conceits thou dost but spin Thine own destruction and connive at sin Urge not the Scriptures for I dare maintain My paths are best and other ways are vain Thy Scripture conscience will at last confound Th' amazed thoughts and give thy Soul a wound That hates a cure then shalt thou prove unblest Whilst others find the plainest Road's the best Suppose thou wert I speak it for thy sake Mov'd by occasions forc'd to undertake A long-way'd journey wouldst thou not enquire The readiest way but run into the mire If thou shouldst act a crime so fouly bad Folly would style thee fool and Wisdom mad Stray not into the Wilderness of grief But come to me take courage and be brief In thy designs perswade thy self that I Am both thy light thy way and best supply In time of need I am thy prop thy stay Therefore resolve and trifle not away Thy thriftless Soul be not thy self destroyer I 'le be thy Love and thou my Loves enjoyer Know that my real brest contrives no end But what may merit so divine a friend As thine own self folly and wisdom lies Before thy face be either fool or wise Protract no time but make a speedy choice Thy welfare shall instruct me to rejoyce Observe my actions pry it to my parts Let 's know each other by exchange of hearts I 'le give thee mine and for my love restore Thine unto me grant this I le ask no more Be free to give as I am free to crave Th'adst better live my friend than die my slave For if thou shalt deny what I desire I 'le make my bellows to advance the fire Of thy distress and sorrows shall corrode Thy stubborn heart and care shall make abode Within thy brest perpetuated grief Shall find a voice but ramble from relief I 'le gripe thee till I make thee understand The fiery language of my furious hand Sighings and groanings sobs and rears and cries Shall be thy sad Concomitants thine eyes Shall stare upon well may I call them new And horrid Lights such Lights as shall renew Thy growing torments every thing shal be Thy fellow-slaves in servile miserie I 'le yoke thee with distress nay and I 'le chain Thy struggling Soul with everlasting pain I 'le crow'd thee full of sorrows and I 'le double Thy unconceived uncontrouled trouble Whilst I triumphing I will sit aloft And be ador'd and scoff to see thee scoft Pity shal be a stranger to my brest My care shal be to make thy Soul unblest The tydes of woe shall overflow thy thoughts And be equivalent unto thy faults Be sure that what extremity can be Thought worth the using shall be us'd on thee Now I have spoke if thou wilt not repent I 'le cease to speak and study to torment Sou. How full of poyson's every word that flows Out of thy mouth what trust can I repose In such a flatterrer I dare not try Or throw my self upon thy courtesie I know thou canst not answer my request There is no truth in a self-praising brest If I should dive into the deep abyss Of thy black thoughts what glory or what bliss Should I discern Or if I should deliver My heart to thee thou'dst disrespect the giver Though at the first perhaps thou wouldst express A seeming-unbeseeming thankfulness Yet at the last I know thou would decline Thy promis'd ways and style me to be thine Fair words find eafie passage they proceed But from the tongue th' event stil crowns the deed Three things denote a friend first to conceal A secret speech the next is to reveal A private good the â—ast is to advise The safest way t' obtain an enterprise And he that can do this as you pretend Deserves the title of a real friend But my Religion tutors me to say Nay and affirm You neither can nor may I 'm sure it is if reason dare prove true One thing to speak another thing to do Your words are ayry messengers which fly Into my ears and there enroul a Lye Many untruths have broken the common Goal Of thy foul mouth thou sayst thon canst prevail To make me glorious aud thou canst encrease My joys and crown me with eternal peace Thou sayst th' art good and great that thy paths Lead to Salvation thou declar'st thy Laws To be most just if all these things be true I needs must call the Scriptures false or you Truth bids me tell thee boldly when thou cry'st Th' art great and good and rich and rare thou lyst If thou art good and great pray tell me why Thou wilt behold so vile a wretch as I These things bespeak thee humble unto which Thou plead'st not guilty and if thou art rich How can it be that thou wilt condescend To feed my wants that am so poor a friend Strange is that charity which seems to shine From such a diabolick brest as thine If my belief could keep an equal pace With my swift tongue how ful of Faith Grace Should I appear Such Faith as would devast My wanton Soul and make mee weep as fast It is impossible to find a Sion That has no Governor except a Lyon The Souls Petition to God Oh Heav'n I crave that thou wouldst keep me stil From this most vile Progenitor of Ill Suffer him not t'infold me in his arms Or overcome me with his wanton charms Oh make my heart obdure that he may knock Upon my Soul as on a marble Rock Be thou my Fort and then I shall endure His furious On sets and repose secure Give me thy Grace that I may be content Make me as strong as he is impudent Now let the spring-tyde of thy fierce desires Flow to the height thou shalt not quench my fires Know Satan know my heart reserves no place For thy abode I scorn thee to thy face The well-dy'd colours of my Soul declares Defiance to thee and my brest prepares To give thee battle strike I rear thee not Who 's arm'd with Faith needs fear no Cannon sho Sat. What impious tongue is that which dares defie My power with so much boldnes So. Wretch 't is I 'T is I infernal Traytor that will spend My strength to prove thou art flatt'ring feind Sat. Move me to anger do and thou shalt find A courteous friend at last may prove unkind Have I not woo'd thee almost night and day To goe to Heaven Sou. The quite contrary way Sat. Have I not labour'd like a watchful father To nourish thee Sou. Or like a Devil rather Sat. Have I not always taken great delight Sou. To take away good gold and give me light Sat. How much nocturnal and diurnal care Have I sustain'd for thee Sou. True t' insnare Sat. Have I not been assiduous to await Upon