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A33990	The marrow of gospel-history, or, A diversion for youth at their spare hours being a poem on the birth, life, death, and resurrection of our most blessed lord and saviour, Jesus Christ : with some thoughts on the apostate angels and fallen man ... / by Hercules Collins ...	Collins, Hercules, d. 1702.	1696 (1696)	Wing C5362; ESTC R43110	29,586	100

hurried by Satan out of the Wilderness through the Air who sets him upon a Pinacle of the Temple in Jerusalem and from thence carries him to a very high Mountain where he tempts his Lord to worship him THE Spirit of Bliss i' th' Wilderness And Desert Christ doth lead Among wild Beasts where are no Feasts Full forty Days no Bread To God's Son dear there did appear In this vast Wilderness A gray old Man with Clothing mean As if some Lamb did miss To Christ he spake Sir What sad Fate Hath brought you to this Place All that come here do die for Fear Or Want in a short space I speak the more upon this score Thou seem'st to be the Man That Man most wise who was baptiz'd By new baptizing John And that good Man baptizing John Call'd thee the Son of God Which if thou be come let me see And make of Stones some Bread Then spake the King unto the Swain Do'st think I know thee not Thou art that Head didst thousands lead When first thou didst revolt Then the arch Fiend who cannot mend Confest he was that Spirit Under sad Fate unfortunate Eternal Wrath t' inherit Then on a trice he hurries Christ Out of the Wilderness All through the Air God's Hemisphere To put him in distress Mr. Milton A Pinacle of the Temple He sate his Judg upon The Temple in Jerusalem And said Come cast thee down Thou shalt not fall the Angels all Procession forth will make From Heaven high the Air and Sky Death to anticipate Thus Beelzebub Prince of the Club King of the damned Crew Does tempt God's Son to worship him As if it were his due Proud Lucifer he did allure His God to worship him These Kingdoms fine shall all be thine Bow now before my Throne This was his Scope and his great hope Man's Saviour to destroy For if the King he made to sin No Saviour could he be Satan be gone Apollyon Worship the Lord thy God And do not tempt him God hath sent To bruise thy subtil Head The Lord of Bliss was tempted thus That simpathize might he And succour those against their Foes Who are in misery Full forty Days he fasts in praise Of Power Infinite That from our Head we might have Bread Of Life of Strength of Might If he God's Son thus set upon To bow and worship him Then wonder not at Satan's Plot That tempts Man to the same He tempted Man for to liken His God to Creatures vile Made very fine in glorious Shine And thus did him defile A Creature cold they ' dorn with Gold Who pompous Worship love Religion gay tempts Men to pray To Devils as God above Full well they 'r known to Heathen Men By various Names they gave Moloc Chemos and Ashtaroth Adonis Thammus brave He sets his Seat by God's most great Satan's Altar by Jah's That Men may moan at his black Throne And then at them he laughs CHAP. XV. The ARGUMENT An Elder and Witness of Christ informs the Church of the Messiah entring upon his Prophetical Office but is opposed by Men of the same Spirit which opposed St. Paul such as Barjesus and Elimas the Sorcerer who irrationally asserted that he wrought Miracles by the Power of the Prince of Devils Lucifer but by his Divine Reply he put them all to silence CHRIST rich in Grace began to preach And Man illuminate In Napthalim and Zebulun Commands them to repent He makes new Hearts and Men translates From Darkness into Light So that his Fame and fragrant Name Were spread both Day and Night But Envy rose among the Jews Against the Prince of Light They flout and jeer they domineer Over his Sovereign Right And many said he friendship had With Beelzebub the Great And in much spite call'd Nazarite The Carpenter's Relique That Pow'r cast out the Legions stout They say 't is Satan's all And thus in spite they ' ppose the Light Of Spirit Word and Soul A Kingdom said our Lord and Head Divided cannot stand Can Satan cast out Satan judg Come answer my Demand From sinful Lust the Holy Ghost Against it now they sin Which to remit here is not meet Nor in the World to come If that Men sin against the Son And Father of all Light He may forgive but not who live The Spirit to despite Who understand the Lord's good Mind And yet in Malice call The Holy Ghost and Blood of Christ The most unjust of all These are the Men who greatly sin Against the last Relief They can't repent whose Hearts are bent To Envy and Mischief CHAP. XVI The ARGUMENT A Man of God enters with an Antient Record called the Gospel which gives a Relation of Christ's sudden departure from Earth to Heaven Also of his bloody Sweat in Gethsemain and of his drinking a horrible Cup of Death in Obedience to his Father and for the Good of Man Moreover how one of his own Family betrayed him into their hands who belonged to the black Prince of the damned Crew and came with Swords and Staves to apprehend Christ whom they bound with Cords and carry him to the Judg as some grand Malefactor THE time draws on Christ must be gone From Earth to Heaven high A Lamb 's prepar'd we might regard That it did typify Pure Shilo's Fate did intimate That Lamb for us must die Who had no Spot yet takes his Lot To bleed at Calvary The Paschal Lamb's Supper be'ng done He blessed Bread did break Lest we forget Love Infinite He gave Command to eat And after supt he took the Cup Which also signified Blood must be shed for there is need Man's Soul be purified And gave Command that Act should stand Until he come again For every Church to practise much To shew his Death and Pain Then after Supper he did utter A Sign of humble Love In washing Feet Come it 's most meet We follow him above They sweetly sing a blessed Hymn Before he went to die With Heart and Tongue they sweetly sung The Praise of God most high The Lord goes out to Olive Mount And Gethsemain also Saith he my Soul is sorrowful My Griefs no Man doth know My People wait I 'll invocate My Father Lord of all If I this Cup of Death must sup Or pass this Draught of Gall. But Lord thy Will not mine fulfil I came no less to do My bloody Sweat and Sorrow great Gives Peace to Greek and Jew When he came back all were asleep What can't you watch one Hour Then said the Lord with one accord Watch pray with all your Power Yea every one no Temptat'on For you may be too high The Flesh is weak Satan's a Cheat Your Trial 's very nigh Then ushers in the most Obscene Upon the Lord of Bliss Judas that Cheat betrays in heat His Master with a Kiss With Staves and Sword they take the Lord As if a Barrabas A Guard most strong they set upon The Innocent alas Jesus did call Whom seek you

And said Live Infant live When in our Blood he was so good His saving Grace to give And threw his Skirt on our foul Heart To hide our Nakedness This is the Time of Love the Time He gave us Righteousness A Covenant wherein 's no Want With Sinners made when poor To be his own he gave his Son The Cov'nant to ensure We washed are with Water pure And with the best of Blood Blood 's wash'd away with Blood that Day Death seiz'd the Son of God God did appoint them to anoint With his most precious Oil They decked are with Silk and Hair All clean no longer foul A Chain of Gold the Worth's untold Is put about her Neck The Linen white and broidred Work Doth her most lovely deck Upon her Hands the Bracelet stands Her Head with Jewels set And on the same a glorious Crown With Ear-rings she 's bedect And she did eat the finest Wheat And sweetest Honey too She 's beautiful and doth excel The most Self-righteous Jew Now her Renown and glorious Fame Goes through the Heathen Land She prospers in a blest Kingdom Which never will have End Her Comeliness is Righteousness But this the Lord puts on And Comely through his Comeliness Glory to Grace alone This Spouse excels in glorious smells Myrrh Alloes Cashia Her Garments fine a sweet Perfume Do cast forth every way Within within the Glory 's seen In the King's Daughter true Wrought Gold 's her Garb most richly laid The Bridegroom wears it too At whose right Hand the Queen doth stand In Gold of Ophir fine Her Beauty great makes Christ to speak Thy Beauty is Divine The Father just his Son did trust Before his Incarnation In saving those to Heaven goes In every Land and Nation The Son most just the Father trusts That he Salvation give All the Elect who have their Debt Paid long before they live Their Debt did pay and satisfy Some hundred Years before They Being had by Christ his Blood Or e're they ran in score What 's requisite and what 's most meet In any Advocate Is found in Christ the Meek and Just The only Potentate Who doth delight to see the Spite And Disagreement end Between the King and Men for Sin Therefore his Blood did spend He 's just and meek yea very sweet Most powerful and true And brings God down to love the Man And Man to God does go The Levites pass the Priests make haste From us sweltring in Blood But the good Man Samaritan Stood still to do us good And in the Soul did pour in Oil So heal'd the Wounds of Sin And rather than his Soul should pine His Blood he poured in He covers all our Shame and Fall With Robes of Righteousness And gives to Man a glorious Ring To seal them up to Bliss The fatted Beast is kill'd to feast Those starving Souls of ours O Lamb of God thy Blood was shed In an accepted Hour We Syrians poor and Strangers were In a most forlorn Plight Lay at thy Door of Grace full sore In Darkness without Light Yet saidst thou Live my Grace I give To thee besmear'd with Blood Live Infant live my Son I give To be thy Prince and Head An Head of Sense and Influence Is to his Body dear As from the Root the Branches shoot So Christ the Church doth bear His Lambs he 'l feed a tender Head One Member if but ill A Balsam made of his own Blood Doth from the Heart distil As Branches dry and also die Which from the Vine are cut So every Saint would quickly faint And die if from the Root As many Branches make one Vine And many Grains one Loaf So many Men one Body frame Unite to Christ by Faith Who gave himself for our Souls Health That 's more than Heaven high Ten thousand times ten thousand Tens Come let us for him die A Journey long through Storms a throng Christ came to visit thee His Head with Drops and Dew his Locks Did wet he might thee see Tho Mankind had some Lovers bad When he the Question put He gave his Dove excelling Love By which their Hearts he took But waited long with Patience strong For Floods can't quench his Love Repulses strong often and long Could not make him remove This Bridegroom wrought great Battels fought To him none equal be Few Husbands win their Bride and Kin By Blood as he did thee Mr. Delaun Ear-rings of Gold Riches untold He clothes his Bride withal His Spouse doth dress with Righteousness To beautify the Soul And from all Debts they are acquit By Marriage of the King Who will invest his with the Best A Kingdom without Sin What Monarchs known to leave his Throne For Leprous and Diseas'd And tho forlorn and fill'd with Scorn Yet he with those is pleas'd Some Bridegrooms change new Lovers gain And cast the old away But he loves first unto the last Yea to Eternity The Mother dear her Son most near She sooner can forget Than a Convert with changed Heart Out of his Love can slip The Mountains fast they all shall haste From their most fixed Place Before that he will thee deny Who art in Cov'nant-Grace If any can the Heavens span And measure Sea and Land Then Flesh and Sin and Satan's Gin May pluck them from his Hand If Moon so bright and Stars o th' Night Their Course can change and slip Then may his Love decline his Dove Whom he keeps while they sleep If he can drown the World again Against his fix'd Decree Then may his Love from thee remove Which none shall ever see So we from Justice were discharg'd Upon his dying Day He like a Lamb most patiently Unto the Slaughter's led And drunk the bitter Cup of Death Without a murmuring Word Before the Judgment Seat he stood A Prisoner at the Bar And by his Judgment we are freed Who wretched Prisoners were His Generation is so Great Noble Eternal too None can declare the Number of His Sons and Daughters true In shedding of his precious Blood A numerous Off-spring hath Which none can number nor declare For they fill Heaven and Earth And tho no Violence did act Yet he must make his Grave With wicked and ungodly Men For such he came to save It pleased God his Son to bruise An Offering he might give To have a glorious Church on Earth And with him ever live As Eve came out of Adam's Side So did the Church from Christ She is the Travail of his Soul For whom he groaned much But Satisfaction great hath he After his trav'lling Soul For his Seed he will justify By knowing Christ their All. A Portion with the Great he 'l have And with the Strong divide The Glory of his conquering Strength In spite of Hellish Pride Because he poured forth his Soul To Death both frank and free And took it up in three Days time So got the Victory And now triumphantly is gone Into the Heavens high Having Captivity captive led 'T

the Crew of damned Hue In all the World about He will much more his Power declare Ascended now on high Captivity he captive led In his triumphant Day This Hebrew Child tho meek and mild Made Devils loudly roar On Mountains steep in Vallies deep On all the Seas and Shore All Oracles dumb no hideous Hum No mighty Trance or Spell Apollo's Shrines no more Divine's Nor no Prophetick Cell The Flamins quaint at Altars faint In consecrated Grove Because no Sound doth there rebound From their-sweet Object Jove All Temples dumb Peor Baalim And mooned Ashtaroth No Tapers shine none can divine Hence Beelzebub is wroth Now Moloc's fled that Idol's dead Isis and Osiris From Judah's Land the Infant 's hand Laid low the Heathen Priests Each fetter'd Ghost slips to his Post To the Infernal Jail Who go in Troops their Malice shoots Back to the God of all Who comes who comes in glor'ous Blooms From Edom and Bozrath In whose Brow high is Majesty And treads untrodden Paths Glory surrounds his Body's Bounds There 's Terror in his Face Mr. Norris The Evening Sky the Scarlet Dye His Robes cannot debase They are so red with God-like Blood And Blood of Enemies They are much stain'd with Conquest gain'd And blessed Victories I mighty One 't is I do come That treads the Press alone Of Wrath Divine such Power is mine I will have help from none 'T is I can speak my Foes to death And that in Righteousness Almighty I can save most high From Hell to Heaven's Bliss 'T is I alone go conqu'ring on By my great Power and Strength And Blood runs o're my Garments pure My People might have Health 'T is I outvie the Scarlet Dye And make my Garments red Like those Men that do tread the Fat And Wine-press for the Blood I wear those Clothes red like the Rose To save some some destroy By shedding Blood I bruise one's Head And God do satisfy The Day is come that signal One And Death shall have its Doom The Kingdoms dark I will subvert And conquer every One No Sea of Blood but Christ's most good The Enemy could spoil And we are glad Christ's bloody Flag Doth flourish over all The Cher'bims Guard of the High Lord Stood by while Christ did fight His Father true forsook him too Yet he the Field did get My Fury strong supports me long And with my single Arm The Conquest 's won Salvation's come To mine that none can harm CHAP. XX. The ARGUMENT This Chapter contains an Account of a triumphant Song to the Lamb by the Saints of the Old and New Testament for Christ's most glorious Conquest over his and the Church's Enemies in his Resurrection and Ascension WITH Deborah we 'l sing to Jah Who hath avenged me And trod down Strength his Arm hath length To spoil his Enemy When he march'd on the Enemy strong Did tremble in the Earth And in the Field he made them yield As Holy Scripture saith Wake Deborah awake with Mirth A Song of Triumph sing Our Barak Head Captivity led A Captive tho a King Proud Sisera must stand in awe The Stars in Heaven fight The great Jael hath conquer'd Hell And put his Foes to flight Come to our King with Israel sing The Lord 's a Man of War He gloriously triumphs on high And leads his Enemies far Pharaoh of Hell that proud Rebel His Chariots overthrew His great Captains and chosen Ones Their Strength could not renew They proudly said Pursue the Head Fight not with Small or Great But Israel's King strike most at him Then we shall them defeat Come draw your Sword upon my Word My Lust I will fulfil I will divide the Spoil his Pride Shall not go conquering still The Sea arose upon his Foes And in it they did sink A Sea of Wrath wherein no Path Can find from it to shrink Who can compare with this most Fair Glorious in Holiness And fearful in the praise of Men His Wonders cannot cease Now Hannah sung we will prolong Our Honour he exalts Against our Foes his Power flows They may not proudly talk The mighty One is broken down And weak Ones girded are The Prince brought down from a high Throne The Poor exalted there Come Esa's Song we will prolong To our beloved King That us hath made his sweet Vineyard Who were but Lumps of Sin And fix'd it in a fruitful Hill Where Showers fall Divine A Tower great he made in it And on it Christ doth shine He doth it watch his Vineyard rich 'T is done both Night and Day A fiery Wall is round them all Against the Beasts of Prey May Zion say in a good Day Tho thou wast angry Lord With me for Sin through Christ our King Thy Favour is restor'd Behold my God doth Help afford He is Salvation Who shall I fear Jehovah's near My Trust my Strength my Song Therefore in Faith let 's draw with Mirth From God's Salvation-Wells Those living Streams Christ's bloody Veins Did purchase for Rebels In this good Day we all will say Praise praise the Lord alone Exalt his Name and spread his Fame For great 's the holy One. In Zion's Land his mighty Hand Is stretched out to save His Israel where he doth dwell Whom to his Son he gave Well is it said in God's sure Word Excellent Things doth he 'T is shewed forth in all the Earth God for his Church will be Sing and cry out come give a Shout Of Hallelujah's high To Jehovah begun on Earth But lasts Eternity The Prophet old when he foretold Death should be swallowed up In Victory by one on high Then he this Song did put Unto the Church to triumph much On that triumphant Day Eternal Gates stand ope in state That Saints then enter may This City strong they enter in Salvation is their Wall And Bullwarks too none can subdue And make this City fall As Mary's Song when Gabriel came The Angel her did tell And her salute and kindly greet With News that did excel That she should bear the glorious Heir Of Heaven and of Earth In her pure Womb should lie God's Son As holy Scripture saith Then she brake out with holy Shout Of Praise to magnify The Lord above who in much Love Had fill'd her Soul with Joy What Wonders here that I should bear A Saviour unto Man That I so poor God great in Power Should set his Love upon And me exalt with all my Faults Above all Women high No Queen he took this King to suck Or bear in her Body But me poor Maid he did regard To his eternal Praise I bore the King who had no Sin One of eternal Days With Zachary the Lord on high Let us ever extol For visiting and redeeming His People from all thrall A Horn of Power and a strong Tower Of great Salvation For us hath rais'd eternal Praise The Lord shall wait alone Now are made good the Prophet's words Spake since the World began God's Covenant stood

is like his Majesty And there doth Intercession make For all whose Sins he bare And will not cease his glorious Work Until they with him are Our Ark of Love which saves thy Dove Thou art O Lord most strong When delug'd all the World beside Th●●●●●'dst thy Church 〈◊〉 Our Jacob's Ladder by which God Doth friendly visit us And we ascend upon the same Immanuel God with us Our Isaac art who bore the Cross And felt the sharpned Sword In whom the Nations all are blest According to thy Word Our blessed Joseph who was sent From Canaan heavenly Unto the Egypt of this World For Food we might not die Our fiery cloudy Pillar art In this dark Wilderness Our Joshua doth us conduct Unto the Land of Rest Our Rock of Ages Lord thou art Smote both by God and Man The Emanation of thy Blood And Streams were seen by John Our feasting Passover also The spotless Lamb was slain The sprinkling of the Soul by Blood Prevents a sinful Reign Our brazen Serpent we behold Whenever stung with Sin From that Disease deliver'd are Which else would end in Hell Our Jubilee accepted Year Was the Year of thy Death We heard the Gospel-Trumpet sound True Joy and free from Wrath. Our Mercy-Seat and Throne of Grace The great Propitiatory From which the Father kindly speaks Poor Sinners here is Glory The Mercy-Seat above the Ark And Tables of the Law Did figure Mercy triumphing O'er Justice which we saw The Altar Priest and Sacrifice As Priest both Man and God As Altar God who sanctifies As Man the Offering's good The rich and holy Vail thou art Thy Body's Vail was rent So we into the holy Place May have a free ascent The Manna in the Wilderness Tho called Angels Food Is far unlike that feeds the Soul The Gospel-Feast is Blood Which here below we feed upon In this sad Wilderness But when once got to Canaan's Land We feed no more as thus Yet as the Jew could not forget The Manna Miracle No more can Saints forget in Bliss God's Wonders there to tell Our Shiloh and safe Maker art And Jacob's Star also The Laver where poor Lepers wash And blessed Fountain too That 's opened for Jerusalem And Judah's Guilt to wash And all the Gentiles that repair To him for Righteousness The Shew-bread Table did hold forth In God's House is no want The Lord is alway with his Flock His Table is not scant Our Altar of Perfume O Lord And golden Censor art The Cloud of spiced Incense sweet Perfumes the Mercy-seat O Lord our Sin and Peace-off'ring Jonah cast in the Sea To still the Storm of Wrath Divine Man in it may not lie Our Temple Tabernacle true Which God did pitch not Man The Godhead dwelt in humane Flesh Is the Temple I mean Our Joshua and dear Saviour Who wore our Rags of Sin And we his Robes of Righteousness So brought unto the King And now the filthy Garment's gone And chang'd with Raiment new The long and spotless Robe of Christ Now what can Satan do Thou art our great Zerubbabel A spiritual Temple makes The Temple of the living God In Men Christ undertakes To build tho greatly opposed By Mountain Enemies He that laid the Foundation-stone The Top-stone he will raise And finish Grace where it 's begun In spite of all our Foes That you may all ever ascribe To him Grace Glory Praise Our Sampson art who slew by Death More than when living was The strangest way of conquering Is dying on a Cross Who took from Satan's Kingdom great The Gates thereof away And led Captivity captive In his triumphing Day Our spotless Lamb both God and Man Was foreordain'd to die To take off Sin and Death's great Sting Bring Immortality The slain and living Goat thou art As slain the Mercy-seat Is still with Blood besprinkled As living dost intreat And interceed continually This is the Incense sweet That like a Cloud in sweet Perfume Is round the Mercy-seat The Goat on which our Sins are laid Iniquities confess And carried out of Memory Lost in the Wilderness And far removed as East from West Drown'd in his bloody Sea Behind his Back they all are cast And blots them out most free He is the great Melchisedeck Without Beginning End As Man no Sire no Mother as God The Type he did transcend A King of Peace and Priest most high Who offer'd once for all Not for his own but others Sins Himself not Beasts did fall The Peoples Covenant thou art In Substance Person Name And hence art called Immanuel Two Natures Person one The Substance of the Covenant Of Grace it is in short Thy God I am thou shalt be mine And we will never part Now God and Man together dwell In Christ for evermore This is the great Foundation of Man's Happiness in store That tho by Sin Man's separate From God the chiefest Good Yet now in Christ united are Man shall live still with God And if the Union cannot cease Call'd Hypostatical No more can that 'tween God and his Because 't is Eternal Tho God and all our Adam lost Yet Christ hath it regain'd And now the Saints have God in all The want of which them pain'd But Unbelievers have not God In what they do enjoy Since Sin did break the golden Link All things do them annoy But those are Christ's all things are theirs And work still for their Good But the Profane what e're they have It 's separate from God From God in way of Covenant So that all these may say Riches and Honour I have much But God in all leaves me And when Man lost a sight of God A Vision beautiful He by his Blood hath it regain'd When all things else did fail CHAP. XXIV The ARGUMENT The undefiled Virgins of the Lamb beg her Beloved to make haste over those Mountains of Bether and Separation and put an end to the Winter Storms and hasten the break of the Eternal Summer and Day of Glory where back-part Sights and Lattice-Looks will be turned into the Beatifical Vision and all the Saints shall have their white Robes Palms in their Hands and Crowns on their Heads and sit with Christ upon his Throne to judg Men and Devils then they shall behold the Glorious Deity shining through the Blessed Glass of the Humane Nature The Virgins conclude with an Exhortation to the Noble Host of Martyrs the Glorious Apostles and Prophets Elders Seraphims Cherubims and every Creature in Heaven and Earth to cast their Crowns before the Lamb. WHAT back-part Views and Lattice Lights To those beyond the Grave There 's Banquets sweet here is none such For any Saint to have Lord make no stay come look'd-for Day What ails the Morning-Light All Shadows flee away be gone And Day of Glory break Lord Bether Mount remove it quite And leap over them all No longer Separation make Between thee and my Soul O be thou like the Roe and Hart With winged speed make haste Come o're