sheep do stâ—nd his Holy Martyrs who For his dear Name suffering shame calamity and woe Like Champions stood and with their blood their Testimony sealed Whose innocence without offâ—nce to Christ their Judge appealed XXIII Next unto whom there find a room all Christs â—fflicted oneâ— Who being chastis'd neither despis'd nor sank amidsts their gâ—oans Who by the Rod were turn'd to God and loved him the more Nâ—â— murmuring nor quarrellingâ— when they were chast'ned sore XXIV Moreover such as loved much that had not such a trial As might constrain to so great pain and such deep selâ—-denial Yet ready were the Cross to bear when Christ them call'd thereto And did rejoyce to hear his voice they 'r counted Sheep also XXV Christ's flock of Lambs there also stands whose Faith was weak yet true All sound Believers Gospel-receivers whose grace was small but grew And them among an infant throng of Babes for whom Christ dy'd Whom â—or his own by ways unknown to men he sanctify'd XXVI All stand before their Saviour in long white Robes â—clad Their countenance â—ull of pleasance appearing wondrous glad O glorious sight I behold how bright dust heaps are made to shine Conformed so their Lord unto whose glory is divine XXVII At Christs left hand the Goats do stand all whining Hypocrites Who for self-ends did seem Christ's friends but fost'red guileful sprites Who Sheep resembled but they dissembled their heart was not sincere Who once did throng Christ's Lambs among but now must not come near XXVIII Apostata's and Run-away's such as have Christ forsaken Of whom the the Devil with seven more evil hath fresh possession taken Sinners in grain reserv'd to pain and torments most severe Because 'gainst light they sinn'd with spight are also placed there XXIX There also stand a num'rous band that no profession made Of Godliness nor to redress their wayes at all assay'd Who better knew but sinâ—ul Crewâ— Gospel and Law despised Who all Christ's knocks withstood like blocks and would not be advised XXX Moreover there with them appear a number numberless Of great and small vile wretches all that did Gods Law transgress Idolaters false Worshippers Prophaners of Gods Name Who not at all thereon did call or took in vain the same XXXI Blasphemers lewd and Swearers shrewd Scoffers at Purity That hated God contemn'd his Rod and lov'd security Sabbath-polluters Saints Persecuters Presumptuous men and Proud Who never lov'd those that reprov'd all stand amongst this crowd XXXII Adulterers and Whoremongers were there with all unchast There Covetouâ— and Ravenous that Riches got too fast Who us'd vile ways themselves to raise t' Estates and worldly wealth Oppression by or Knavery by Force or Fraud or Stealth XXXIII Moreover there together were Children flâ—gitious And Parents who did them undo by nature vicious False-witness-bearers and self-forswearers Murd'rers and men of blood Witches Inchanters and Alehouse-haunters beyond account there stood XXXIV Their place there find all Heathen blind that Natures light abused Although they had no tidings glad of Gospel-grace reâ—used There stand all Nations and Generations of Adam's Progeny Whom Christ redeem'd not who Christ esteem'd not throught infidelity XXXV Who no Peace-maker no Undertaker to shrowd them from God's ire Ever obtained they must be pained with everlasting fire These num'rous bands wringing their hands and weeping all stand there Filled with anguish whose hearts do languish through self-tormenting fear XXX Fast by them stand at Christ's left hand the Lion fierce and fell The Dragon bold that Serpent old that hurried Souls to Hell There also stand under command Legions of Sprights unclean And hellish Fiends that are no friends to God nor unto men XXXVII With dismal chains and strong reins like prisoners of Hell They 'r held in place before Christ's face till he their Doom shall tell These void of tears but fill'd with fears and dreadful expectation Of endless pains and scalding flames stand waiting for Damnation XXXVIII All silence kept both Goats and Sheep before the Judges Throne With mild aspect to his Elect then spake the Holy One My Sheep draw near your sentence hear which is to you no dread Who clearly now discern and know your sins are pardoned XXXIX 'T was meet that ye should judged be that so the world may ' spy No cause of grudge when as I judge and deal impartially Know therefore all both great and small the ground and reason why These men do stand at my right hand and look so chearfully XL. These men be those my Father chose before the world's foundation And to me gave that I should save from death and condemnation For whose dear sake I flesh did take was of a woman born And did inure my self t' endure unjust reproach and scorn XLI For them it was that I did pass through sorrows many a one That I drank up that bitter Cup which made me sigh and groan The Cross his pain I did sustain yea more my Fathers ire I under-went my bloud I spent to save them from Hell fire XLII Thus I esteem'd thus I redeem'd all these from every Nation that they might be as now you see a chosen Generation What if ere-while they were as vile and bad as any be â—nd yet from all their guilt and thrall at once I set them free XLIII My grace to one is wrong to none none can Election claim Amongst all those their souls that lose none can Rejection blame He that may chuse or else refuse all men to save or spill May this man chuse and that refuse redeeming whom he will XLIV But as for those whom I have chose Salvations heirs to be I uâ—derwent their punishment and therefore set them free I bore their grief and their relief by suffering procur'd That they of bliss and happiness â—ight firmly be assur'd XLV And this my gâ—ace they did embrace believing on my name Which Faith was true the fruits do shew proceeding from the same Their Penitence their Patience their Love their Self-denâ—al In suffering losses and bearing crosses when put upon the trial XLVI Their sin forsaking their cheerful taking my yoke their chariâ—ee Unto the Saints in all their wants and in them unto me These things do clear and make appear their Faith to be unfeigned And that a part in my desert and purchase they have gained XLVII Their debts are paid their peace is made their sins remitted are Therefore at once I do pronounce and openly declare That Heaven is theirs that they be Heirâ— of Life and of Salvation Nor ever shall they come at all to death or to damnation XLVIII Come blessed ones and sit on Thrones judging the world with me Come and possess your happiness and bought â—elicitee Henceforth no fears no care no tears no sin shal you annoy Nor any thing that grief doth bring eternal rest enjoy XLIX You bore the Cross you suffered loss of all â—or my Names sake Receive the Crown that 's now your own come and a kingdom take
agree with equitee can Mercy have the heart To Recompence few years offence with Everlasting smart CXXXII Can God delight in such a sight as sinners Misery Or what great good can this our bloud bring unto the most High Oh thou that dost thy Glory most in pard'ning sin display Lord might it please thee to release and pardon us this day CXXXIII Unto thy Name more glorious fame would not such Mercy bring Would it not raise thine endless praise more than our suffering With that they cease holding their peace but cease not still to weep Griefe ministers a flood to tears in which their words do steep CXXXIV But all too late Grief 's out of date when Life is at an end The glorious King thus answering all to his voice attend God gracious is quoth he like his no Mercy can be found His Equity and Clemency to sinners do abound CXXXV As may appear by those that here are plac'd at my right hand Whose stripes I bore and clear'd the score that they might quitted stand For surely none but God alone whose Grace transcends man's thought For such as those that were his foes like wonders would have wrought CXXXVI And none but he such lenitee and patience would have shown To you so long who did him wrong and pull'd his judgements down How long a space O stiff-neck't Race did patience you afford How oft did love you gently move to turn unto the Lord CXXXVII With cords of Love God often strove your stubborn hearts to tame Nevertheless your wickedness did still resist the same If now at last Mercy be past from you for evermore And Justice come in Mercies room yet grudge you noâ— therefore CXXXVIII If into wrath God tuâ—â—ed hath his Long-long â—uffeâ—ing And now for Love you Vengeance prove it is an equal thing Your waxing worse hath stopt the course of wonted Clemency Mercy refus'd and Grace misus'd call for severity CXXXâ—X It 's now high time that every Crime be brought to punishment VVrath long contain'd and oft refrain'd at last must have a vent Justice â—evere cannot foâ—bear to plague sin any longer But must inflict with hand moâ—t strict mischief upon the wronger CXL In vain do they for Mercy pray the season being past Who had no care to get a share therein while time did last The men whose ear refus'd to hear the voice of Wisdom's cry Earn'd this reward that none regard him in his misery CXLI It doth agree with Equitee and with God's holy Law That those should dy eternally that death upon them draw The Soul that sin's damnation win's for so the Law ordains Which Law is justâ— and therefore must such suffer endless pains CXLII Eternâ—l smart is the desert ev'n of the least offence Then wonder not if I allot to you this Recompence But wonder more that since so sore and lasting plagues are due To every sin you liv'd therein who well the danger knew CXLIII God hath no joy to crush or ' stroy and ruine wretched wights But to display the glorious ray of Justice he delights To manifest he doth detest and throughly hate all sin By plaguing it as is most fit this shall him glory win CXLIV Then at the Bar arraigned are an impudenter sort Who to evade the guilt that 's laid upon them thus retort How could we cease thus to transgress how could we Hell avoid Whom God's Decree shut out from thee and sign'd to be destroy'd CXLV Whom God ordains to endless pains by Laws unalterable Repentance true Obedience new to save such are unable Sorrow for sin no good can win to such as are rejected Ne can they give not yet believe that never were elected CXLVI Of man's faln Race who can true Grace or Holiness obtain Who can convert or change his heart if God with-hold the same Had we apply'd our selves and tri'd as much as who did most Gods love to gain our busie pain and labour had been lost CXLVII Christ readily makes this reply I damn you not because You are rejected or not elected but you have broke my Laws It is but vain your wits to strain the Eâ—d and Meâ—ns to sever Men fondly seek to dart or break what God hath link'd together CXLVIII Whom God will save such he will have the means of life to use Whom he 'l pass by shall chuse to diâ— and ways of life refuse He that fore-sees and fore-decrees in wisdom order'd has That man's free-will electing ill shall bring his Will to pass CXLIX High God's Decree as it is free so doth it none compel Against their will to good or ill iâ— forceth none to Hell They have their wish whose Souls perish with torments in Hell-fire Who rather chose their souls to lose then leave a loose desire CL. God did ordain sinners to pain and I to hell send none But such as sweâ—v'd and have deserv'd destruction as their own His pleasure is that none fr 〈…〉 ss and endless happiness Be barr'd but such as wrong 〈◊〉 much by wilful wickedness CLI You sinful crew no other knew but you might be elect Why did you then your selves condemn why did you me reject Where was your strife to gain that life which lasteth evermore You never knock't yet say God lock't against you heavens door CLII. 'T was no vain task to knock to ask whilst life continued Who ever sought Heav'n as he ought and seeking perished The lowly-meek who truly seek for Christ and for salvation There 's no Decree whereby such be ordain'd to condemnation CLIII You argue then But abject men whom God resolves to spill Cannot repent nor their hearts rent ne can they change their will Not for his Can is any man adjudged unto hell But for his Will â— to do what 's ill and nilling to do well CLIV. I often stood tend'ring my Bloud to wash away your guilt And eke my Sprite to frame you right lest your souls should be spilt But you vile race rejected Grace when Grace was freely proffer'd No changed heart no heav'nly part would you when it was offer'd CLV Who wilfully the remedy of Grace and Life contemned Cause have the same themselves to blame if now they be coâ—demned You have your selves you and none else your selves have done to die You chose the way to your decay and perish'd wilfully CLVI These words apale and daunt them all dismai'd and all amort Like stocks they stand at Christs left hand and dare no more retort Then were brought near with trembling fear a number numberless Of blind Heathen and bâ—utish men that did Gods Law transgress CLVII Whose wicked ways Christ open lays and makes their sins appear They making plea's the case to ease if not themselves to clear Thy written word say they good Lord we never did enjoy We not refus'd nor it abus'd Oh do not us destroy CLVIII You ne'r abus'd nor yet refus'd my written Word you plead That 's tâ—ue quoth he therefore shall ye the less be punished
Climb up by them to Diadems and Thrones Thy Crowns are all but Grass thine was the toil Thy Captains come and they divide the spoil Except one heav'nly Crown crown all the rest Devils are Potentates and yet not blest Go on base dunghil-souls heap gold as miâ—â— Sweep silver as the dust emulate Tyre Fill every Ware-house purchase every Field Add house to house Pelion on Ossa build â—â—t Mida's vote to transubstantiate â—hate'r you plâ—ase all into golden plate â—uild wider Barns sing requiem to your heart â—eel your wealths pleasures only not their smart Except his Riches who for us was poor Do sweeten those which Mortals so adore Except sublimer wealth crown all the rest Devils have nobler Treasures yet not blest Cease then from vain delights set your minâ— Tâ—at solid and enduring GOOD to fiâ—d Which sweetens life and death which will encrease Oâ— an immortal Soul immorâ—al peace Which will replenish and advance you higher Then ere your own Ambition could aspire Fear your great Maker with a child-like aw Believe his Grace love and obey his Law This is the total work of man and this Will crown you here with Peace and there wiâ—â— Blisâ— Be kind unto your selves believe and try If not go on fill up your lusts and die Sing peace unto your selves 't will once be knoâ— Whose word shall stand your Judg's or your owâ— Crown thee with Rose-buds satiate thine eyes Glut every sense with her own vanities Melt into pleasures until that which Lust Dâ—d not before consume rot into dust The Thrones are set the Books wil strait be reaâ— Hell will her Souls graves give up their deaâ— Then there will be and the time is not far Fiâ—e on the Bench and Stubble at the Bar. O sinners ruminate these thoughts agen You have been Beast enough at last be Men. Chrisâ— â—et intreats but if you will not turn Wheâ—e Gâ—â—ce will not convert there Fire wil bâ—â—â— A SHORT DISCOURSE ABOUT ETERNITY I. WHat mortal man can wiâ—h hâ—s span mete out Eternity Or fathom it by depth of wit or strength of memory The lofty skie is not so high hell's depth to this is small The world so wide is but a stride compâ—red herewithall II. It is a main great Ocean withouten Bank or Bound A deep Abyss wherein there is no bottom to be found This world hath stood now since the Floud for thousand years well near And had before endured more then sixteen hundred year III. But what 's the time from the worlds prime unto this present day If we thereby Eternity to measure should assay The whole duration since the Creation though long yet is more little If placed by Eternity then is the smallest tittle IV. Tell every Star both near and far in Heavens bright Canopee That doth appear throughout the year of high or low degree Tell every Tree that thou canst see in this vast Wilderness Up in the Woods down by the Flouds in thousand miles progress V. The sum is vast yet not so vast but that thou mayst go on To multiply the Leaves thereby that hang those trees upon Add thereunto the drops that thou imaginest to be In April showr's that bring forth Flowr's and Blossoms plenteously VI. Number the Fowls and living Souls that through the air do flie The winged Hosts in all the Coasts beneath the starry Skie Count all the grass as thou dost pass through many a pasture land And dewy drops that on the tops of Herbs and Plants do stand VII Number the Sand upon the Strand And Atomâ—s of the air And do thy best on Man and Beast to reckon every Hair Take all the Dust if so thou lust and add to thine account Yet shall the years of sinners tears the number far suâ—mount VIII Nought joyn'd to Nought can â—e'â— make ought nor Cyphers make a Sum Nor things Finite to Infinite by multiplying come A Cockle-shell may serve as well to lave the Ocean dry As finite things and Reckonings to bound Eternity IX O happy they that live for ay with Christ in Heav'n above Who know withall that nothing shall deprive them of his love Eternity Eternity Oh were it not for thee The Saints in Bliss and Happiness could never happy be X. For if they were in any fear that this their joy might cease It would annoy if not destroy and interrupt their peace But being sure it shall endure so long as God shall live The thoughts of this unto their bliss do full perfection give XI Cheer up you Saints amidst your wants and sorrows many a one Lift up the head shake off all dread and moderate your mone Your sufferings and evil things will suddenly be past Your sweet Fruitions and blessed Visions for evermore shall last XII Lament and mourn you that must burn amidst those flaming Seas If once you come to such a doom for ever farewell ease O sad estate and desperate that never can be mended Until Gods will shall change or â—ill Eternity â—e ended XIII If any one this Question shall unto me propound What have the years of sinners tears no limits or no bound It kills our heart to think of smart and pains that last for ever And hear of fire that shall expire or be extinguish'd never XIV I 'l answer make and let them take my words as I intend them For this is all the Cordial that here I have to lend them When Heav'n shall cease to flow with peace and all felicity Then Hell may cease to be the place of wo and misery XV. When Heav'n is Hell when Ill is Well when Vertue turns to Vice When Wrong is Right when Dâ—rk is Light when Nought is of great price Then may the years of sinners tears and sufferings expire And all the hosts of damned ghosts escape out of hell-fire XVI When Christ above shall ceaâ—e to love when God shall cease to reign And be no more as heretofore the woâ—lds great Soveraign Or not be just or favour lust oâ— in mens â—iâ—s delight Then wicked men and not till then to Heav'n may take their flight XVII When Gods great Power shall be brought lower by forein Puissance Or be decay'd and weaker made through Times continuance When drousiness shall him oppress and lay him fast asleep Then sinful men may break their Pen and out of Prison creep XVIII When those in Glory shall be right sorry they may not change their place And wish to dwell with them in Hell never to see Christ's face Then those in pain may freedom gain and be with glory dight Then hellish Fiends may be Châ—ists Fâ—iends and Heirs of Heaven hight XIX Then Ah poor men what not till then nâ— not an hour before For God is just and therefore must toâ—ment them evermore Eternity Eternity thou mak'st hard hearts to bleed The thoughts of thee in miseree do make men wail indeed XX. When they remind what 's still behind and ponder this word NEVER That they must here be made
unto the lowest Pit From whence no price should ever ransom it And that he may most justly do it still Because thou hast deserv'd it if he will Yet also tell him that if he shall please He can forgive thy sins and thee release And that in Christ his Son he may be just And justifie all those that on him trust That though thy sins are of a Crimson dye Yet Christ his bloud can cleanse thee thorowly Tell him that he may make his glorious Name More wonderful by covering thy â—hame That Mercy may be greatly magnify'd And Justice also fully satisfy'd If he shall please to own thee in his Son Who hath paid dear for Mans Redemption Tell him thou hast an unbelieving heart Which hindreth thee â—rom coming for a part In Christ and that although his terrours aw thee Thou canst not come til he be pleas'd to draw thee Tell him thou know'st thy heart to be so bad And thy condition so exceeding sad That though Salvation may be had for nought Thou canst not come and take till thou be brought Oh beg of him to bow thy stubborn will To come to Christ that he thy lusts may kill Look up to Christ for his attractive pow'r Which he exerteth in a needful hour Who saith When as I lifted up shall be Then will I draw all sorts of men to me Oh wait upon him with due diligence And trembling fear in every Ordinance Unto his Call earnest attention give Whose voice makes deaf men hear dead men liveâ— Thus weep and mourn thus hearken pray wait Till he behold and pity thine estate Who is more ready to bestow his Grace Then thou the same art ready to embrace Yea he hath might enough to bring thee home Though thou hast neither strength nor wil to come If he delay to answer thy Request Know that oft times he doth it for the best Not with intent to drive us from his doore But â—or to make us importune him more Or else to bring us duely to conâ—ess And be convinc't of our unworthiness Oh be not weary then but persevere To beg his Grace till he thy suit shall hear And leave him not nor â—rom his footstool goâ— Till over thee Compassion's skirt he throw Eternal life will recompence thy pains If â—ound at last with Everlasting gains For if the Lord be pleas'd to hear thy cries And to forgive thy great iniquities Thou wilt have cause for ever to admire And laud his Grace that granted thy desire Theu shalt thou find thy labour is not lost But that the good obtain'd surmounts the cost Nor shalt thou grieve for loss of sinâ—ul pleasures Exchang'd sor heavenly joyes lasting treasures The yoke of Christ which once thou didst esteem A tedious yoke shall then most easie â—eem For why The love oâ— Christ shall thee constrain To take delight in that which was thy pain The ways of Wisdom shall be pleasant ways And thou shalt chuse therein to spend thy daysâ— If once thy Soul be brought to such a pass O bless the Lord and magnifie his Grace Thou that of late hadâ—t reason to be sad May'st now rejoyce and be exceeding glad For thy condition is as happy now As erst it was disconsolate and low Thou art become as rich as whilome poor As blessed now as cursed heretofore For being cleansed with Christs precious bloud Thou hast an intr'est in the Chiefest Good God's anger is towards thy soul appeased And in his Christ he is with thee well-pleased Yea he doth look upon thee with a mild And gracious aspect as upon his child He is become thy Father and thy Friend And will defend thee from the cursed Fiend Thou need'st not fear the roaring Lions rage Since God Almighty doth himself engage To bear thy Soul in Everlasting Arms Above the reach of all destructive harms Whats'ever here thy sufferings may be Yet â—rom them all the Lord shall rescue thee He will preserve thee by his wond'rous might Unto that rich Inheritance in light Oh sing for joy all ye Regenerate Whom Christ hath brought into this blessed state O love the Lord all ye his Saints who hath Redeemed you from everlasting wrath Who hath by dying made your Souls to live And what he dearly bought doth freely give Give up your selves to walk in all his ways And study how to live unto his praise The time is â—hort you have to â—erve him here The day of your deliverance draweth near Lift up your heads ye upright ones in heart Who in Christ's Purchase have obtain'd a partâ— Behold he rides upon a shining Cloud With Angels voice and Trumpet sounding loud He comes to save his folk from all their foes And plague the men that Holiness oppose So come Lord Iesus quickly come we pray Yea come and hasten our Redemption day A SONG of EMPTINESS to fill up the Empty Pages following VANITY OF VANITIES VAin frail shore-liv'd and miserable man Learn what thou art when thine estate is best A restless Wave o' th' troubled Ocean A Dream a lifeless Picture finely drest A Wind a Flower a Vapour and a Bubble A Wheel that stands not still and a trembling Reed A rolling Stone dry dust light Chaff and Stubble A Shadow of something but nought indeed Learn what dâ—ceitful Toys and empty things This World and all its best Enjoyments be Out of the Earth no true Contentment springs But all things here are vexing Vanitee For what is Beauty but a fading Flower Oâ— what is Pleasure but the Devils bait Whereby he catchâ—th whom he would devour And multitudes of Souls doth ruinate And what are Friends but mortal men as we Whom Death from us may quicklâ— separate Or else their hearts may quite estranged be And all their love be turned into hate And what aâ—e Riches to be doted on Vncertain fickle and ensnaring things They draw mens Souls into Perdition And when most needed take thâ—m to their wings Ah foolish man that sets his heart upon Such empty shadows such wild fowl as these That being gotten will be quickly gone And whil'st they stay increase but his disease As in a Dropsie drinking drought begâ—ts The more he drinks the more he still requires So on this World whosâ— affection sets His Wealth 's encrease encreaseth his desires O happy man whose Portion is above Where Floodsâ— where Flames where Foes cannot bereave him Most wretched man that fixed hath his love Vpon this World that surely will deceive him For what is Honour what is Sov'raignty Whereto mens hearts so restlesly aspire Whom have they Crowned with Felicity When did they ever satiâ—fie desire The Ear of man with hearing is not fill'd To see new sights â—till coveteth the Eye The croking Stomack though it may be still'd Yet crokes again without a new supply All earthly things mans cravings answer not Whose little Heart would all the world contain If all the world should fall to one mans Lot And notwithstanding empty still remain The Eastern Conquerour was said to weep When he the Indian Ocean did view To see his conquests bounded by the Deep And no more woâ—lds remaining to be subdue Who would that man in his Enjoyments bless Or envy him or covet his estate Whose gettings do augment his greediness And make his Wishes more intemperate Such is the wonted and the common guise Of those on Earth that bear the greatest sway If with a few the case be otherwise Tâ—ey seek a Kingdom that abides for ay Moreover they of all the Sons of men That Rule and are in highest Places set Are most inclin'd to scorn their Brethren And God himself without great Grace forget For as the Sun doth blind the gazers eyes That for a time they nought discern aright So Honour doth befool and blind the Wise And their own Lustre ' reaves them of their sight Great are their Dangers manifold their Cares Through which whil'st others sleep they scarcely nap And yet are oft surprized unawares And fall unweeting into Envies Trap. The mean Mechanick finds his kindly rest All void of fear sleepeâ—h the Countrey Clown When greatest Princes often are distrest And cannot sleep upon their Beds of Down Could Strength or Valour men Immortalize Could Wealth or Honour keep them from decay There were some cause the same to Idolize And give the lye to that which I do say But neither can such things themselves endure Without the hazzard of a Change one hour Nor such as trust in them can they secure From dismal days or Deaths prevailing power If Beauty could the beautiful defend From Deaths dominion then fair Absalome Had not been brought to such a shameful end But fair and foul unto the Grave must come If Wealth or Scepters could Immortal make Then wealthy Croesus wherefore art thou dead If Warlike Force which makes the World to quake Then why is Julius Caesar perished Where are the Scipio'â— Thunderbolts of War Victorious Pompey Cesars Enemee Stout Hannibal Rome's Terrour known so far Great Alexander what 's become of thee If Gifts and Bribes Deaths favour might but win If Power it force or Threatnings might it fray All these and more had still surviving bin But all are gone for Death will take no Nay Such is this World with all her Pomp and Glory Such are the men whom worldly eyes admire Cut down by Time and now become a Story That we might after better things aspire Go boaâ—t thy self of what thine heart enjoys Vain man triumph in all thy worldly Bliss Thy best Enjoyments are but trash and toys Delight thy self in that which worthless iâ— Omnia praetereunt praeter Amare Deum FINIS