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
away All darkness from thy Courts by night Bless us and them that they and we May bless thy name first blest by thee Ejaculat. 128. Let every wonder that I see In Heav'n and Earth and in the Seas Advance some honour Lord to thee That didst and canst do what thou please Let others worship wood and stone My Soul shall bless thee Lord alone Ejaculat. 129. Good God where e're I cast mine eye On Earth beneath or Heaven above I see thy goodness and I spy Perpetual pledges of thy love Thy favors through the world extend And of thy mercy is no end Ejaculat. 130. Lord if my tongue and busie quill Be not in Sions praise imploy'd Then let my hand forget her skill And be my tongue for ever ty'd Thy praise shall be my chief delight Whilst tongue can speak or hand can write Ejaculat. 131. Kindle O Lord my love with zeal Light my affections with thy flame Give my tongue courage to reveal The secret glory of thy name Be thou my God in all distress And let thy hand be my redress Ejaculat. 132. Lord thou that mad'st me and dost pry Into the secrets of my heart From whose all presence none can fly Nor hide them there but where thou art Inform my Soul inflame my brest And lead me to eternal Rest Ejaculat. 133. Lord keep me from my self that am The greatest Foe I need to fear O cover thou my face with shame And give my sins no dwelling here Subdue my flesh and then my spirit Shall sing the praises of thy merit Ejaculat. 134. Lord when my grief shall find a tongue To cry for help find thou an ear Whilst others seek to do me wrong Make thou O God my conscience clear In those self-snares they have prepar'd Let my insnarers be insnar'd Ejaculat. 135. When winter fortunes cloud the brows Of summer friends when eyes grow strange When plighted faith forget their vowes When Earth and all things in it change O Lord thy mercies fail me never Where once thou lov'st thou lov'st for ever Ejaculat. 136. Judge not my actions by the Laws For then my sorrows are but just But let thy mercies plead my â—â—â—se For in thy mercy is my trust Those that oppose my Soul oppose I am thy servant they thy foes Ejaculat. 137. What is there Lord what is in me To hope for safety from thy power What help can I expect from thee That merit vengeance every hour How great so e're my sins have bin Thy mercy's greater than my sin Ejaculat. 138. Great God whose Kingdome hath no end Into whose secrets none can dive Whose mercy none can apprehend Whose Justice none can feel and live What my dull heart cannot aspire To know Lord teach me to admire Ejaculat. 139. O Lord my Judgment 's dark and blind It cannot judge 'twixt good and ill My will is captiv'd and confin'd It wants a freedome how to will Great Lord of power great God of might Release my bands restore my sight Ejaculat. 140. Great God whose goodness doth repleat And fill our Coasts with full encrease That feed'st us with the fat of wheat And glad'st thy Sion with thy peace How more than others are our days Extreamly bound to give thee praise Ejaculat. 141. Shall frost and snow give praise to thee And shall my Soul not bear a part Lord frost and snow appear to be Not half so cold as is my heart Shine glorious Sun thy beams but felt My frost will thaw my snow will melt Ejaculat. 142. Great God to whom all praise belongs Whom Sion fings and Israel fears O stop those lusts that stop our tongues And fright thy glory from our ears Do thou enlarge what flesh retains And bind those Kings our lusts in chains Ejaculat. 143. Lord season my unsavory sprite And bridle my too head-strong will That I may always take delight In acting good and shunning ill O give me grace to understand My life is always in thy hand Ejaculat. 144. Direct my steps Lord be my way And make thy paths my sole delight That like a traveller I may Not fail to rest with thee at night O me how happy and how blest Lord should I be in such a Rest Ejaculat. 145. Lord let the morning of my grief Find out a night of lasting pleasure Thou art the God of my relief In poverty thou art my treasure I care not Lord how poor I be Unto the world if rich to thee Ejaculat. 146. Lord let thy sacred fire thaw The Ice of my hard-frozen zeal And let thy will be my known Law So shall my heart thy worth reveal And with a halalujous Song My tongue shall praise thee all day long Ejaculat. 147. Great King of Peace be pleas'd to send Thy peace to our distemper'd Land O we are bad reach us t' amend And let not ruine be our brand Then shall our lavish lips deliver Our thanks in Peace to our Peace-giver Ejaculat. 148. If it be so that we must fight Lord make our crimes to prove our Foes For thou our God dost take delight To see such pleasant Wars as those O may such wars as these encrease Until our conquests end in Peace Ejaculat. 149. Lord let the praises of thy Power Advance the power of thy praises Let every day let every hour Praise thee till hours fail and days To thee all power and praise be given By Saints on Earth by Souls in Heaven THE END Isa * Psal 81. 16.
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
thou abandon'd Love wilt thou imprint Thy Soul with baseness Ah what obvious flint Hath turn'd Affections edge what art thou bent To shoot at him that labours to prevent The Arrows of thy ruine which will fly Into thy brest except he puts them by Hast thou transform'd thy heart into a rock That will not move Shall mercy call and knock And thou not hear What hast thou arm'd thy heart With senseless marble that no flaming dart Of love can enter Hast thou vow'd to stand In opposition Cannot Gods Command Force thee to bow Art thou resolv'd to sport With thy destruction and not yield the Fort Oh yield betimes do not resolve to be Too much a slave to Infidelity For know frail wretch thy strength consists in clay When Mercy 's lost then Judgment finds the way Rally thy thoughts together and throw down Thy brazen walls thy yielding yields a Crown For 't is in vain to oppose an arm that can Out-grasp the measure of so small a span Alas Alas it may be quickly seen What a large disproportion is between Thy God and thee Consider he is all And thou art nothing what can be more small Or what more great for he is infinite And thou art finite He is full of light And thou of darkness He is fill'd with love And thou art stuff'd with baseness He 's a Dove And thou a Worm Thus thus thou mayst descry His firmness and thine own infirmity Then be not obstinate but strike the Sails Of thy desires to him that never fails And know 't is easie in an inch of time To take a worm ingarrison'd with slime For such a thing thou art and all thy power Must yield to Heavens assaults thy April shower Has no continuance therefore do not strive Against a God whose wisdom can contrive What pleases him Alas thy state is grounded Upon contingencies thou art compounded Of nothing but uncertainties thy Arm Assumes no power except it be to harm Thy wilful self Then why wilt thou contend With him that importunes to be thy friend Thy friend soul-saving word what higher bliss Can crown a heart than such a friend as this Oh life of Ravishment how can it be A God a worm and yet a Sympathie Strange condescention was the like e're known Or fpoke by any mouth except his own Hie balmy breath declares that he will save And succor those that faithfully do crave His blest assistance Hark and hear him say Ye that are heavy loaded come away Oh come to me I am content to bear Your burthens and extenuate your care What higher note of love was ever strain'd To any ear Oh how hath man obtain'd So great a friendship 'T is a happy lot Nay and a wonder not to be forgot And yet it is not strange that he should prove So true a Lover that 's compos'd of Love And can do nothing else If he correct 'T is for thy crimes he only has th' effect Of anger for his grieved spirit moans To punish Sinners and to hear their groans His Soul takes no delight to crush to death The offending pris'ners of th' inferior Earth He is the rich Exchequer of all good And is by nothing except man withstood All things perform what they were made to do But only man that strives to prove untrue To his Creator nothing can be found Within thy brest but that which is unsound How sad it is to hear th' Almighty say I 've nourish'd children that are gone astray And scorn to own me Oh rebellious dust That hate my paths because my ways are just The Ox will know his Owner and the Ass His Masters crib but Israel alas Will not acknowledge me but have destroy'd Themselves made their understanding void Has not my fury then just cause to swell Because they can do nothing but rebel Nefandous Creature how canst thou endure Thy wretched self Ah why wilt thou procure Thine own destructions shall all creatures be Obedient to their owners only thee And wilt thou not acknowledge him that gave Large blessings to thee and desires to save Thy Soul from torments if thou wouldst incline Thy will to his whose thoughts are all divine Forget obduracy and learn the Art Of loving him that loves an upright heart Go ruminate upon thy base estate And be unto thy self compassionate Yield to thy Maker with a cheerful brow First know what 't is to love and after how Love is the Laws fulfiller he that will Love God aright must practise how to fill His Soul with true affection for the ways Of Heav'n are pav'd with Love Immortal praise Attend his Courts he that forgets to love Forgets his God They that desire to prove Heav'ns amatorious Guests must first admire How such a spark as man came to aspire To such a flame and how he came to be Not only Earths but Heavens Epitomie Be serious then and let thy thoughts reflect Upon Heav'ns goodness and thy disrespect God out of Nothing except Love compil'd This spacious World as if some princely child Were to be born His providential care Was as it were ambitious to prepare The quintessence of pleasures to invite Some stately Guest to banquet with delight First he extracted from a darksom Cell A glorious Light whose beauty pleas'd him well Then he prepar'd a Canopy inlayd With glittring Pearl whose twinkling luster made A Heav nly shew and afterwards his hand Dasht back the waters from the naked Land Then he commanded that the Earth being come Out from the Oceans new delivered womb Should be adorn'd with an imbroidered Gown That so her new-warm'd bowels might abound With several fruits Thus having plaid his part Upon this Theatre this life of Art He usher'd in a thing which pleas'd him best He made the Feast and after made the Guest Call'd by the name of Man a naked small And dusty shiftless Creature this was all And all this nothing but a lump of death Until inspir'd by Heav'ns all-quickning breath Vain simple wretch ah how couldst thou behave Thy self before a Judge so great so grave Hadst thou but seen thy self thou wouldst have cry'd Thy self to death and with a blush defy'd Thy base estate to think that thou should'st be Natures most base and rude Anatomie Couldst thou expect that Heav'n would entertain A thing so poor so weak so vile so vain Which like a spark blown from a new-made fire Can onely shew it self and then expire Was it for this the All-Creator made Such large provision Was 't for this he laid Such rich Foundations Was 't for this his Power Deckt this well-pleasing odoriferous Bower Was it for this this little world he form'd A world so great was it for this he warm'd The Earths chill bosom was 't for this he spent His six days Labor was 't for this intent He made a Paradise where Flora spred Her fragrant off-spring and made Earth a Bed Of rare compounded pleasures where he plac'd This new-come Guest whose
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
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
the terror Of thine own Conscience which will alway stare Upon thy face and load thee with despair 'T is not a Habeas Corpus will remove The body of thy sin none can disprove The Will of God what he resolves to do Must neither be withstood nor div'd into It lies beyond thy power to perswade Thy God to pity whom thy Sins have made A wrathful Judge what he intends must be Derived from himself and not from thee For thou hast nothing in thee worth the name Of good because thy glory 's turn'd to shame Thou art corrupt and vile in every part And who can know the evil of thy heart Which like the Ocean that no art nor eye Can search her bottom or her banks descry Therefore til heav'n shall please to change the state Of thy condition Reason bids thee wait For be assur'd the promis'd seed will spread It self abroad and bruise the Serpents head Even as the Fountain whose exuberous brest Is always fluent and admits no rest But with a cheerful willingness she sends Her Christal tokens to her smaller friends Even so our God dâ—stilleth from above The healing streams of his refreshing love For ah the lustre of his Sun-bright eye Is drown'd in tears when our sad Souls prove dry Oh admiration that a God so just Should rain down flouds upon a heap of dust Oh Mercy that so much incens'd a God Should send forth Mercy and keep in his Rod His Soul is fill'd with pity and his eyes Begin to view th' unsariate miseries Of Adams down-cast off-spring Though his ear Seems unto us resolved not to hear Their bitter cries nor note the sad Devotions Of their contristed hearts yet by the Motions Of his blest Soul he sends his Son and Heir Into this wretched world that he might bear The Cross of our Transgressions and expel The clouds of Sin and conquer Death and Hell Thus by his death we liv'd and by his grief Our new-calm'd Souls were furnisht with relief Oh sudden change That winde which did before Drive wretched man upon the threatning shore Of unavoiding ruine fills the sails Of his desires with mild and prosperous gales The Boreas of his sin does now surcease His full-mouth'd blasts and Zephyrus speaks peace Unto his ship wrack'd Soul and now he rides Upon the new-tam'd backs of pleasing Tydes Oh that my tongue were able to rehearse The love of God with an Angelike Verse Oh that some Heav'nly Deity would fill The black mouth'd concave of my wandring quil With pure celestial Ink that I might write In heav'nly characters and learn t' indite Jehovahs praises in a style as high As my desires and make the lofty Skie Eccho with Hallelujahs that the Earth May like a Mid wife hug the joyful birth Of every word and make each corner ring With peals of joy the Glories of our King Is man deliver'd from the painful womb Of his foul sin and raised from the tomb Of everlasting death and shall not we Applaud that hand which set such pris'ners free What shall we be afraid to crack and break The chains of silence and attempt to speak The dialects of Angels No let 's call Upon his name that rais'd us from a Fall Let 's stretch our lungs with a warbling breath Sing to the life how we were rais'd from death And when our tongues are wearied let 's express By heav'nly signs our real thankfulness But stay where runs my quill what have I lost My self in raptures or else am I tost Into the Air of pleasure by the wind Of true delight If passion proves so kind I am content Oh may I always rest Adorn'd and crown'd with a heav'n ravisht brest O love ineffable Must wretched Man The spawn of baseness and the unmeasur'd span Of everlasting infancy be made Loves object Must th' Almighty's love be said To dwell in Man whose tongue cannot deliver The least of thanks unto so great a Giver Will the Sun-gazing Eagle that soars high Descend t' assist the web-infolded Fly Will he that hearkens with a willing ear To pleasing musick turn away to hear Confounding discords or will any woo A perjur'd enemy to come and go Into his Courts will any hand forbear To strike at him that labors to impair His worth and contumeliously upbraid His upright deeds Will he that is betray'd Affect the Trayor and with patience sue For reconcilement when as death is due All this blest Heav'n will do that he might place Vain man within the Covenant of Grace Consider man how often hath this Mirror Of pure affection woo'd thee from thine error Thou inconsiderate dust which every winde Can puff away how canst thou prove unkinde To such a Lover that delights to spin His bowels out to nourish thee within His milky bosom Shall his bounty crave Thy base acceptance Shall he be a slave To his own slaves Ah shall thy God implore And beg of beggars to receive his store Does he whom Heav'n and Earth cannot contain No nor the Heav'n of Heav'ns stoop down to gain Thy dull respects And ah wilt thou not raise Thy stupid Soul an inch to give him praise Thy fervent Prayers he always will admit Then how canst thou remember to forget A God so mindful How canst thou forbear To numerate his love without a tear How can thine eyes when thou observ'st the Sun Refuse to weep to see him daily run His painful Progress and rejoyce to greet The Earth with lustre to direct thy feet Thy sinful feet which every moment slide Into Rebellion loaded with thy pride How canst thou choose when thou behol'dst the ground Whereon thou tread'st but voluntary drown'd Thy self in briny flouds to think what care Indulgent Heav'n hath taken to prepare For thee before thou wert and how his hand Hath for thy profit fertiliz'd the Land How can thy rocky heart refuse to vent A stream of bloud when thou beholdst th'extent Of the unbounded Ocean how it hides Within the bosom of her swelling Tydes Diversities of Fish which live to seed Thy gulf of gluttony at time of need Uncloud thy thoughts O Man and thou shalt set He who ordained all these things for thee Created thee for him that thou mayst give The praise to him that lends thee leave to live Be serious Man consider how thou hast Converted all these blessings into waste Know that the great Edificer of things Furnisht thy Soul with Reason gave thee wings To fly above all mortals and hath crown'd Thy head with heaps of Honor and hath bound Inferior creatures prentice to thy will And this he did because thou shouldst fulfill Thy Gods Commands but thou that wert the best Hast made thy self more loathsome than the rest And by thy most derested deviation Abus'd thy glory of thy free Creation Though the Majestick Eagles will despise To be assistant to th' intangled Flies Yet Heav'n will from his lofty Throne descend And with a speedy cheerfulness defend The sons
execute by her tyrannike Laws Even so this World those Crocodile-like eyes Are always flowing wanting no supplies Of gliding tears to wash the rugged faces Of her designs with falsifying graces That so she may by her too smooth delusion Make Man the Author of his own confusion Frail flesh and blood how canst thou take delight To love this World that cannot give a mite Of comfort to thee but will still intrap And daily lull thee in her lustful lap Shee 'l rock thy Soul to ruine and shee 'l spawn Baseness into thee shee 'l deceive and fawn Upon the heart and with her guilded baits Shee 'l hook thy Soul unto the worst of fates There 's nothing in her that deserves the name Of Constancy her glory is her shame Smile at her tears for every drop she vents Harbors ten thousand thousand discontents Believe her not but when she speaks the best Believe the worst and if she promise rest Assure thy self of trouble if she chance To promise Treasure let thy thoughts advance Above her promises contemn her dross For what thou gain'st from her will be thy loss Let not her wealthy Donatives perswade Thy heart t' accept when once thou art betray'd There 's no resistance They that well advise Before they act deserve the name of wise But they that study in her frantick Schools May prove her wise men but Heav'ns out-cast fools Ask her the way to Bliss try if her skill Can give directions ask her if she will Fill thee with blest Eternity conjure Her helpless aid see if she can assure A safety to thee ask her if she can Prescribe a cure for a despairing Man Tell her thy Soul is sick thou canst not live A minure longer see if shee can give A Cordial to thee see if she can heal A broken heart see if she can reveal Celestial Joys unto thee and impart A heav'nly comfort to thy grieved heart If so cheer up and prosecute thy mirth And say there is no other Heaven but Earth Do thus fond Man and thou shalt quickly see A baffl'd World that cannot answer thee But must be silent for she cannot plead For her own self she knows she cannot lead The way to Heav'n she 's but a bad Director A base Believer and a worse Protector Thus shalt thou make her envy swell and burst And like the Basilisk discover'd first She needs must dye but if she should discover Thee first farewel th' art murder'd by thy Lover Then shalt thou hear the Soul-amazing tone Of him that sits on his immortal Throne Pronounce against thee at the dreadful day Of thy accounts thus shalt thou hear him say Depart ye cursed off-springs of a Father As curst as you avoid my sight go gather The fruits of your deserts you have forgot The God that made you and I know ye not See if the World within whose folding arms You always slept can quit thee from the harms That must ensue see if her flatt'ring power Can shelter thee from the ore-flowing shower Of my fast-dropping rage see if her brest Can entertain thee with eternal rest Be gone be gone my fury hates to see Such Miscreants had you remember'd me I now had known you had you made me eat When I was forc'd to importune for meat I now would bless you with celestial dyet And crown your Souls with everlasting quiet Had you but quencht my raging thirst or gave A single drop that very drop should save Your death-adjudged Souls and you should sup Abundant comforts from my streaming Cup Had you sad sons of vengeance but supply'd My nakedness with Garments when I cry'd And calld upon your charity to send Relief unto me I had been your friend Or had your more than marble hearts reliev'd M'impris ned body now ye had not griev'd Had you your world-affined Souls addrest Your selves unto me when I was opprest With lingrging sickness then I would have fed Your Souls which now are starv'd with heav'nly bread But since you have not done it unto those Which I esteem'd y 'ave prov'd your selves my foes Therefore be gone let darkness be your lot Learn to remember that ye have forgot My mercies go and let my judgments dwell Within your guilty hearts let black-mouth'd Hell Plague you with torments let him always lash Your hearts with flames until ye howl and gnash Your teeth together Go depart my sight And taste the fruit of everlasting night But as for you whose better deeds have found Acceptance in my heart ye shall be crown'd With unremoved happiness because Ye have obsequiously perform'd my Laws You fed my craving stomach and you cloath'd My naked body and you have not loath'd To visit me and when I was a stranger Ye took me in and guarded me from danger Go then my Lambs and let your Oratory Proclaim the greatness of your Fathers glory Go revel in my Courts no discontent Shall breed a faction in my Parliament I 'le pass an Act of Peace and it shall be Sign'd by the hand of my Eternity My tongue shall style you blessed and my voice Shall raise your Souls and teach you to rejoyce Your unexcised pleasures shall abound To infinite your ravisht hearts shall sound The depth of my delights all things shall move Within the sphere of uncontrouled Love Be well assur'd your pleasures shall be great Then fly from Judgment to my Mercy-seat And there rejoyce with a tryumphant mirth My Love shall live with them that hated Earth Obdurate Man here here thou mayst descry Judgment and Mercy one to terrifie The other to perswade and yet wilt thou Prove adamantine and refuse to bow To thy Redeemer Canst thou ruminate Upon his Love and yet wilt not dilate Thy Soul unto him Is thy brazen heart Impenetrable Will no flaming dart Of true affection enter Hast thou vow'd To stop thy ears Shall mercy call aloud And thou not hear Shall thund'ring Judgments rattle About thy ears and yet wilt thou imbattle Against the Lord of Hosts wilt thou invoke Perpetual vengeance to entail a stroke Upon thy stubborn heart What dost thou think Hell's void of flames or that thy God will wink At thine enormities Go rally all Thy thoughts together and discreetly sall Into a serious study Let thy mind Be absolute and really enclin'd To meditation contradict the rage Of thine own passion labour to asswage The fire of lust that so thou mayst behold With more serenity how manifold His mercies are that every day prevents The sad incursions of deprav'd events Think but in what a most defam'd condition The Soul was in before the grand Physitian Of Heav'n and Earth spontaniously set down A balm from his own Gilead to crown The sons of grief think what we did endure Before his wounds had perfected thy cure Remember how undauntedly he stood And sweat himself into a crimson flood To ransom thee remember how his woes Were asperared by his raging foes Remember how his sacred temples wore
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
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
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