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A46267
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Piety, and poesy. Contracted. By T. J.
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Jordan, Thomas, 1612?-1685?
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1643
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Torments The Philistims are Prepar'd against me with a dreadfull War And the Almighty who hath stood my Friend In many Battels given victorious End To all my Actions and in Dreams would shew Whether I should be Conquerour or no All things so near unto my Wishes brought I knew the Battels End ere it was Fought But now no Invocations can desire The all-disposing Power to inspire My Ionging Soul with so much Augury As serves to prophesie my Misery These are the Causes make me thus return To thee though sleeping in thy peacefull Urn Sam. Com'ft thou to me to know thy Enterprize Can Man make manifest what God denies Yet I shall ease thy doubt and now prepare To hear the fatal passage of thy War So sad a Sonnet to thy Soul I 'le sing Thou 'lt say it is a Curse to be a King That all his Pomp Titles and Dignity Are glorious Woes and Royal Misery As good Kings are call'd Gods that suppresse Evils So bad Kings worse than Men grow worse than Devils But these are exhortations fit for those That have a Crown and People to dispose Alas thou 'st none but what adds to thy Crosse Thou hast it to be ruin'd with the losse Thy Diadem upon thy Head long worn In Majesty shall from thy front be torn So shall thy Kingdome from thy power be rent And given to David as his Tenement Before the sun hath once his journey gone Unto the West thou shalt be overthrown By the Philistines all this shalt thou see And then thou and thy sons shall be with me But all these sorrows would have been Delights Hadst thou against the Curs'd Amalekites Obey'd the Almighties will But 't is too late Now to exhort farewel attend thy Fate Sau. Oh! dismal Doom more than my Soul can bear A thousand Furies in a Band appear To execute their charge a Ghost dost doth bring News that doth make a shadow of a King Oh! wretched Dignity what is thy end That men should so their fond Affections bend To compasse their Frail Glory half these woes That I have on me would confound my Foes Must these mysterious Miseries begin With me the small'st o' th' Tribe of Benjamin It could not else be stil'd a perfect Thrall The highest Riser hath the lowest fall Would I had still kept on my weary way To seek my Fathers Asses then to stray This Princely path of passions I had then As now most curs'd been happiest among men Ye Princes that successefully shall Reign After my haplesse End with care and pain Peruse my pitied Story do not be Too confident of your frail Sov'reignty If Titularity could safety bring Why was 't not mine a Prophet and a King And for a Friend what Mortal can excel The Knowledge of Seraphick Samuel Who had he liv'd and I his Counsel taken I had not as I am been thus forsaken But now I shake thee off vain World Farewel Here lies entomb'd the King of Israel All you that stand be wary lest you fall And when ye think you 're sure Remember Saul LET US PRAY AFter the Creed our holy Pastors say Unto their Congregations Let us pray The Custome is divine it argues they That are Beleevers must not cease to Pray Sure those three words contain a charm that may Protect Beleevers therefore Let us pray Would we resist temptation the broad way That leads to black Damnation Let us pray Would we have Names and Honors nere decay But flourish like the Spring-time Let us pray Would we live long and happy have each day Crown'd with a thousand blessings Let us pray Would we have Jesus Christ the onely stay Of our sick souls and bodies Let us pray Are we with Judas ready to betray Our Friends for fatal treasure Let us pray Are we grown proudly wise will know no way To Heaven but our own pray Let us pray Are we so full of wrath that we could slay Our nearest dearest Kindred Let us pray Have we committed Treason and no way Is left but desperation Let us pray Do we with Dives let poor Laz'rus stay Fasting while we are Feasting Let us pray Lest evil-Angels bear our Souls away As they did his to torment Let us pray Are we in dismal Dungeons doom'd to stay 'Till Death allow enlargement Let us pray Are we so us'd to swear that Yea and Nay Are words of no Assertion Let us pray Doth Pestilence possess us lest Delay Consume us in a moment Let us pray Are we in wrathfull War where Tyrants sway The sword of black injustice Let us pray Would we return victorious win the day From our red Adversaries Let us pray Doth Famine vex our Nation and decay Our once too pamper'd bodies Let us pray Doth Causeless Care oppresse us that to day We cast for food to Morrow Let us pray Are we despis'd contemn'd made to obey The wrath of other Nations Let us pray Are we in sicknesse and would gladly play The sanctifi'd Physitians Let us pray Doth Death approach us lest too long Delay Lose both our Souls and Bodies Let us pray Would we be ready for Dooms dreadfull day Let us like Ninevites Fast Watch and Pray Sure sinfull Sodom had been sav'd had they With one entire consent said Let us pray And put those words in practise what we may Obtain by Faith and Prayer who can say But those blest Souls in Heaven If Despair Poyson the Soul no Antidote like Prayer If in the stead of Disputatious we These seven years had put our Piety Into the Act of Prayer we might have bin Free from those Mischiefs past or now begin Prayer is the Key of Heaven way to quiet The Lands preservative the Angels diet It breaks the rage of Thunder calms the Ocean It is the sweetest Issue of Devotion The Soul put into Language a Design That by just claim doth make Gods Kingdom thine The Princes Treasury the Earths increase The Christian's Sacrifice the Path to Peace If we would have more blisse than Men can say Pens write or Angels tell us Let us pray An Acrostick conteining the Ten COMMANDMENTS EXOD. XX Thy God of Gods I am whose hand Hath Ransom'd thee from Egypt's Land Oh! then no other Gods implore I Make no carv'd Statues to adore II Almighty God speak not in vain III See that his Sabbaoth thou maintain IV Jn honor let thy Parents be V Oppose thy Wrath from Murther flie VI Reject Adulteries faint pleasure VII Do not steal in any Measure VIII Abandon all false Witnesse never love it IX Nor let thy Soul thy Neighbors Riches covet X Intemperance A Fancy upon VVords HE that 's devoted to the GLASS The Dice or a Lascivious LASS At his own price is made an ASS He that is greedy of the GRAPE On Reason doth commit a RAPE And changeth habit with an APE The Lover whose Devotion FLYES Up to the Sphere where Beauty LYES Makes burning-glasses of his EYES If long he to that IdoI PRAY His Sight
precious words that do Proceed from thee Grant me those Dishes too For then I know Want never can controul My repleat Body or inspired soul Let me with joy thy Benefits embrace And when thou send'st me Manna give me Grace On Mary Magdalen's coming to the Tomb of our Saviour WHilest the sad night was dark and silent then To th' Sepulcher comes Mary Magdalen She fears no idle Fancies af the Night Faith in the deepest Darkness shines most bright The Temples rending nor the Prodigies That came to grace the Worlds great Sacrifice Frighted not her but all alone to th' Tomb Of her dead Lord is poor Maria come No Apparition could her terror be An Apparition 't was she came to see On Peter called to be a Fisher of Men WHen Simon Peter from his Fishers trade By Christ was called and a Man-fisher made The World soon scorn'd him and would not be Like Fish by Peter nor by Jesus Bought Yet there is no great wonder in 't for when caught Have ye known Fish affect the Fisher-men On Peter's Imprisonment and Release IS the Great Shepherd whom our Saviour call'd To feed his Sheep and Lambs like them install'd Now by a wolvish Tyrant Or did he Envy our Peter's office and would be Himself in that high place Badmen we know Desire a Good-man's Title though they shew No virtue of their Calling Thieves wou'd be Term'd True men though their Trade be Felony 'T is a strange govern'd Kingdom where they keep Shepherds in hold and Wolves to feed their Sheep Must Heavens mighty Keeper now obey The wretched bondage of a Jazlors Key Must Fetters cling about his sacred Bones And for his Guard four bold Quaternions Of Lift-depriving Souldiers such as flie All acts that tend not unto Tyranny What is the Saint accus'd of Can your Laws Inflict a punishment without a Cause Was he too Holy for your vitious Time Too just or was his Innocence his Crime 'T is a hard case where virtue must intreat For right when Guilt sits on the Judgement seat Peter this case is thine yet thou dost know Not thine alone 't was our great Masters too Then since his Neck unto that Yoke did come There is no Majesty like Martyrdom Observe the Sequel In the dead of Night VVhen Silence rul'd the sleepy VVorld and Light VVas quite extinguish'd for the Lord did make It darker sure for his lov'd Peter's sake For whose abuse Herod and 's impious Men Might well despair of seeing day agen In prison 'twixt two stout-arm'd Souldiers there Most sweetly slept our holy Prisoner Though burthened with his Chains Nought can immure Rest from that Soul that is from guilt secure A sudden Light more glorious than the Sun Enter'd the Prison VValls which first begun To strike and awake Peter it is held A doubt whether that Peter first did yield The motion of his Eyes unto the smite This glorious body gave him or his Light But now he is commanded to arise To shake his Bonds off which he doth off flies The Locks and Bolts of Prison-Doors and He Follows this Light that leads to Liberty Thus in one Minute doth the Jailor leese Spight of his care his Pris'ner and his Fees Imploration LOrd fill my Soul with Innocence and then I care not though I be in Daniels denn I' th' firy Furnace nought can me assail Were I lock'd up in Jonah's water Goal Just Josephs pit or Peter's prison all If I remain in Innocence are small And as thou saidst to Peter say to me Shake of thy Bonds I le do 't and Follow thee On the Penitent Thiefe upon the Cross 'T Was time to cry Remember 't was an hour Fit to invoke thy dying Saviour For an eternal life yet it is strange To see this blessed un-expected Change In thee a Thief how couldst thou hope to be Preserv'd by him that was condemn'd like thee Or if thou didst conceit his power could give A Life to thee Why didst not ask to live As did thy Partner whose desire was thus If thou be Christ save thou thy self and Us Then might ye hope after your strange Reprieves To rob agen be more notorious Thieves Resolve to keep the Passenger in aw To steal in spight of Conscience or Law Why didst thou ask his Kingdom there 's no place Fit for thy Trade No Mask to hide thy face From the known Traveller the Wealth he gives Can never be devour'd by Rust or Thieves But this was not thy Aim thy Lord could see 'T was not for this thou cri'dst Remember me For thou wert Fenitent and from cach Eye True drops did fall to purge thy Felony What ever thou didst force from any one Thy Teares distill'd a Restitution But what did cause all this sure'twas that Eye That look'd and made forgetful Peter cry After his Third Deniall whose bles'd Sight Can give a Thief Repentance blinde men light Thence came that Faith which made thee to believe This Jesus had a Kingdom for to give That taught thee to obtain it that did shew How by Repentance thou must thither go That made thee to cry out undauntly When thou com'st thither Lord Remember me Let me Sweet Saviour take this Thief's advice And I shall be with thee in Paradise No Fagot Gibbet Rack or Ax shall fear me If on my Crosse I have a Cure so near me Charity begins at home WHen Christ to save Believers from all evils Gave his Disciples power to cast out Devils Judas who did his Master's life betray It is suppos'd had no lesse power than they And yet we cannot read amongst the many Great Acts they did that ere he cast out any The Obstacle is found for Judas fins In the first Rule where Charity begins It was not strange he dis-possessed none From others that could not first cast out ' own Learn here ye Teachers ere ye go about To clear mens Eyes first take your own beams out That then those beams of darkness being gon Men may behold in you the Beams o th' Son On holy Fasting and on holy hunger AN holy Fasting may be call'd a Feast It feeds the fainting Soul and gives it rest He that would gain a life for Everlasting By God's account is onely full with fasting A holy Hunger doth suppresse all Evil That kinde of Hunger famisheth the Devil On our Saviour paying Tribute IT was decreed the King of Kings must pay Exacted Tribute to a King of Clay Caesar must have his Image and his birth May well exact it 't is but Earth to Earth We are Christs Image our Souls onely easer Why should not he have's due as well as Caesar On Paul's healing the Creeple at Lystra WHen Christ to Paul his Curing power reveal'd And he at Lystra had a Creeple heal'd The astonish'd People with hands heav'd on high Adore him by the name of Mercury The God of Eloquence and well they might Whose Tongue could make a Creeple walk upright On the holy Ghost descending like a