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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A47509	The glorious lover a divine poem upon the adorable mystery of sinners redemption / by B.K., author of War with the Devil.	Keach, Benjamin, 1640-1704.	1679 (1679)	Wing K64; ESTC R18445	124,674	294

all the Jewels which her Soveraign gave her Whilst she remained in his Love and favour Of all her goodly Vestments they bereft her And stript her naked she had nothing left her Nothing to hide her shameful nakedness But filthy Rags how loathsom you may guess Besides all this they wounded her full sore And left her sadly weltring in her Gore Expecting Death each moment she did lie A loathsom spectacle to passers by Unhelpt unpitied too by every Eye Each humane Soul that is not born again In this sad state doth certainly remain The rich the poor the wise the old the young Though ne'r so high so beautiful and strong They seem or think themselves in truth they are In as bad Case as we 've described here Vicinus Sir You have fully answer'd my Desire Yet let me be so bold as to inquire One passage more since happily I see You can informall such as ign'rant be Of these weighty Affairs blest be the Lord That so much Wisdom doth to you afford O! that there were more of you in our Land That to the Truth might always faithful stand But tell me if it mayn't too tedious prove Whether this Prince that manifests such Love Knew her sad state when he came from above Did he her filthy bad Condition know Before he came from Heaven or did show That precious kindness which his Breast retain'd Unto her even after she was stain'd May be his Eye upon the Soul was plac'd Before God's Image in her was defac'd And as consider'd so then doubtless he Might find some Cause to her so kind to be But if as she did in pollution lie And so consider'd he did cast his Eye Upon the Creature then I must declare It may astonish all that of it hear Theologue The Question you propound is very good And would t' were throughly weigh'd and understood The Answer 's easy But I greatly fear Some mind it not enough who chosen are Before the World was made he fully knew Ev'n what below would afterwards insue He knew the Creature Man would sin and fall And in sad misery himself inthral The time therefore when first he cast an Eye To be her Suiter our Security It was not when she did her Grace inherit Then one would think she might his favour merit 'T was not when she was in prosperity But when she in her Blood and filth did lie Her time of sorrow was his time of Love Her misery did bring him from above Whilst she in actual bold Rebellion lives His Grace and offer'd Pardon then he gives Vicinus Sir You have said enough I am amaz'd Strange wonderment within my Spirit 's rais'd The nature of his Love who can conceive Such Love as this no mortal Creatures have I pray go on and further now let 's know Concerning her estate her Bliss or Woe Theologue You 'l find it worse and worse and what 's behind Will strange Impressions make upon your Mind For now you 'l hear what Justice has to say What horrid Crimes he to her charge will lay And though she seems undaunted without fear Once more I 'e try if she will lend an Ear. CHAP. VI. Shewing how Theologue the Prince's Spokesman indeavour'd to obtain the love of this poor Creature for his blessed Master by whom the aggravation of the Creatures sin and misery is layed open the Soul is in debt ten thousand Talents worse than nothing Moreover shewing how the Creature was guilty of high Treason against the Soveraign Lord Jehovah is also Arraigned and condemned to be burned alive A Dialogue or discourse between the Divine Attributes Justice cryes for Execution to have the fatal blow struck Mercy steps in Justice must be satisfied Goodness and Mercy will not lose their Glory being alike esteemed by God Divine Wisdom reconciles all the other Attributes and makes them meet together in a sweet harmony the Soul being condemned to die the Prince sees no other way to obtain her for his own but by satisfying Justice and becoming Surety and yielding himself up to die for her Theologue HOW is it Soul art minded yet to leave Thy Lusts and Lovers and to Jesus cleave Dost not perceive the sad state thou art in By curs'd Apollyon and his off-spring SIN Wilt thou for evermore thy self destroy And not accept of Health wilt not enjoy One who in value doth all Worlds excel Wilt thou refuse in Paradise to dwell Dost see thy state thy bloody state oh speak My bleeding heart for thee doth greatly ake Soul You had my Answer plain enough before Forbear I pray and trouble me no more I do ' nt believe what you have said is true Such pains I never felt nor sickness knew But if my state were worse than yet I see I will not have you thus to trouble me I have all things which naturally delights me And from them you shall not deter nor fright me You know the Proverb used in our Land Each Tub shall upon its own Bottom stand Theologue Soul b'not so rash be more considerate Ponder on things before it be too late Sith what I said before no good can do More of thy wretchedness I now will show And if that fails then afterwards I 'le leave thee And o're into the hands of Justice give thee First from God's Word I have Authority To lay before thee thy great poverty Thy Soveraign Lord most highly is distasted For all the precious Treasure thou hast wasted First of his Glory thou hast him bereav'd And to rebel against him been deceiv'd Next thy whole self to him 't is thou dost owe Yea all thou either art hast or canst do Which thou hast not regarded hitherto But to thy self and not to him dost live Who did thy self at first unto thee give And from whom thou dost ev'ry thing receive Thy knowledg judgment and thy memory Th' excellent nature of each Faculty Should all have to and for him been laid out As being all his Goods Soul look about For time for Health and for the day of Grace Thou must be brought before the Judge's Face And for thy Riches and all things thou hast Which thou Imbezel'st and dost vainly wast A strict Account must at the Bar of Heaven By thee in a short time be surely given Ten Thousand Talents doth thy God demand Which thou canst neither pay nor yet withstand His dire proceedings ' cause he is most Just And thou but sinful Ashes and vile Dust Thou wilt be seiz'd and in a Prison laid Till the last Mite be satisfi'd and paid Canst thou poor Soul dost think quit the old score When thou contractst new debts still more more Would not a Friend that 's able to defray All thy vast Debts and a full Ransom pay To thy just Creditor most welcom be If such an one could be found out for thee But things yet worse I fear there are behind The truth of which most certainly thou l't find Hark trembling Soul thou to

All my soul 's to him united As Jonathaen's to David who delighted So much in him that in his greatest trouble Dear Jonathan did his affections double When David was in great distress and fear Then did his love and loyalty appear So when my dear Beloved is distrest My love to him shall chiefly be exprest But why said I distrest What can my Lord Who hath consuming power in his Word Be touch'd by Mortals what can he be harm'd Who with all strength of Heaven and Earth is arm'd No no I must recall that lavish strain No hand can touch him he cannot sustain The smallest injury from th' greatest Pow'r For in a breath he can his Foes devour But now methinks I presently espy Upon the Earth the Apple of his Eye Which are his servants nay his members dear Which wicked men do oft oppress O there My Lord 's distrest for if his Children smart O that doth pierce and wound his tender heart If cold or nakedness afflicts their souls He sympathizes and their state condoles It sick they be or if by cruel hands They are in Prison cast and under bands And there with hunger and with thirst opprest He feels their grief he is in them distrest What wrong soever they on Earth receive 'T is done to him for which my soul doth grieve To see th' afflictions of his servants here This is the fruit true loyal Love does bear Her sorrows are his woes for they alone Being his members are my flesh and bone And all make but one Body he 's the Head From whence all flows 't is he alone has shed His love abroad in this my love-sick ●eart Whereby I feel when any members smart My bowels move and tender heart does bleed VVhich makes me for his sake supply their ●eed Thus for my Christ and for his Children's sake I 'le suffer any thing yea I do take My life and goods and all into my hands To be disposed of as he commands But know for certain evermore that I For aid and help on him alone rely These pleasant Fruits O these delight the King And hereby 't is that we do honour bring Unto his Name all souls of the new birth VVho are sincere this precious fruit bring ●orth ●et not these things seem strange because to few Do bear such ●ruit believe the Maxim's true That as the Sun doth by its warm reflection Upon the Earth produce a resurrection Of all those Seeds which in the Earth do 〈◊〉 Hid for a time in dark obscurity Ev'n so the Sun of Righteousness doth shine Into this cold and barren heart of mine The precious seeds that have been scattered there Take root and blossom nay their branches bear Sweet fruit being the product of those Rays VVhich that bright Sun into my soul displays 'T is precious and most lovely in his Eye Both 〈◊〉 it Beauty and Veracity You Vi●g●●● all who are by Love invited Into his 〈◊〉 where he is delighted With all his pleasant Fruits come come and see ●ow choice f●ir sweet and 〈…〉 they ●e One cluster ●ere's presented to thy view That thou mayst s●e and then believe 't is true The●e be 〈…〉 which I 〈◊〉 n●w 〈◊〉 ●●ve Joy and Peace ●ong 〈◊〉 Holiness ●aith Goodness Tempera●●● a●d Charity ●hese are the products 〈◊〉 th' A●●inity That 's made between me and my dearest Friend Nay mo●e than these Eternal 〈◊〉 i' th' end But i● through sin thou canst not cast thine Eye On these 〈◊〉 Fruits then know assuredly VVhen th' Vintage comes and thou beginst to crave For one small taste one taste thou canst not have The ●ruitful Soul it is the King will ●●own VVith th' Diad●m of Glory and Renown O let the●e things the Soul's affections raise In grateful Songs to celebrate the Praise Of great Jehovah who is King of Kings VVh●se glorious Praise the heav'nly Quire sings ●hen let us sing on Earth a Song like this 〈…〉 and I am his An Hy●● of Praise to the Sacred Bridegroom PRaise in the Highest Joy betide The sacred Bridegroom and his Bride Who doth in spendor shine Let Heaven above be fill'd with Songs In Earth beneath let all Mens Tongues sing forth his Praise Divine 〈◊〉 sullen Man refuse to speak 〈◊〉 Rocks and Stones their silence break for Heaven and Earth combin● To tie that sacred Bridal Knot O let it never be forgot the Contract is Divine You holy Seraphims above Who do admire Jesus's Love O hast away and come With Men on Earth your joys divide Earth ne'r produc'd so fair a Bride nor Heaven a Bridegroom Another 'T is not the gracious lofty strain Nor record of great Hector's glory Nor all the conquering mighty Train Whose Acts have left the World a story Nor yet great Cesar's swelling fame Who only look'd and overcame Nor one nor all those Worthy Nin● Nor Alexander's great Renown Whose deeds were thought almost Divine When Vic'tries did his Temples crown But 't is the Lord that Holy One Whose Praises I will sing alone My Heart and Tongue shall both rejoyce W●il●t A●g●ls all in Consort sing Alo●d with a melodious voice The praises of sweet ●ion's King O 't is his praise that Holy One I am resolv'd to sing alone My Heart indites whilst I proclaim The Praises of the God of Wonder My lips still magnifie his Name Whose Voice is like a mighty Thunder I 'le praise his Name and him alone Who is the glorious Three in One. Whose feet are like to burning Brass Whose Eyes like to a flaming Fire Who bringeth mighty things to pass 'T is him I dread and do admire I●le magnifie his Name alone Who is the glorious Three in One. My Heart and Pen shall both express The Praises of great Juda's ●ion The sweet and fragrant Flower of Jess The holy I 〈◊〉 the King of Zion To him that sitteth on the Throne Be everlasting praise alone Whose Head is whiter than the Snow That 's driven by the Eastern Wind Whose Visage like a flame doth show 〈◊〉 all yet unconfin'd For ever prais'd be Him ●●one Who is the glorious Three in One. I 'le praise his Name who hath reveal●d To me his everlasting Love Who with his stripes my Soul hath heal'd Whose Foot-stool's here his Throne above Let Trumps of Praise be loudly blown To magnifie his Name alone This sacred Subject of my Verse Though I poor silly Mortal should Neglect his Praises to rehearse The ragged Rocks and Mountains would Make his deser●ed Praises known Who is the glorious Three in One. You twinkling Stars that Day and Night Do your appointed Circuit run Sweet Cynthia in her monthly flight Also the bright and flaming Sun Throughout the Vniverse make known The Praises of the Holy One. Let every Saint on Earth rejoyce Whom Christ hath chosen let him sing Whilst I to him lift up my Voice To sound the Praises of my King For He it is and He alone Hath made me his Beloved one FINIS There will be suddenly Publish'd another Treatise of this Author's intituled Zion in Distress or The Groans of the true Protestant Church * Sat. 6. Cessant oracula Delphis † Excessere omnes Adytis Arisque relictis Dit quibus Imperium hoc steter ●t c.