what thou maist thy selfe with ease procure Onely thy Heart 't is onely this he craues This giuen to God both Soule and Body saues Not that thy God is better by the same But thou maâ—e blest to magnifie his Name 'T is onely thine not his good he desires And for this good he onely thanks requires Oh therefore silly simple sinfull Man What greater madnesse tell me if thou can Than such a proffer fondly to refuse Than Death for Life for Treasure Straw to choose For precious Liquor Fountayne-water good To hoose foule puddles stinking full of mud Oh more then mad-men thus to take more paine Head-long to run to Hell with might and maine Then euen the holyest Saints to goe to Heauen Who oft with treates and threats are thereto driuen But O my Soule thy Sauiours counsell take O doe not thou his bountie so forsake Goe buy of him giue Body Heart and all To purchase this rare Gem Angelicall And with that Royall-Shepherd Dauid say O thou my Soule trust in the Lord alway Yea in his Awe and Law take thou delight O like loue looke on this both day and night Let it be thy Arithmetike alwayes To take account and number out thy dayes A Deaths-head let thy chiefe Companion bee An Houre-glasse Remembrancer to thee Let thy chiefe studie be continually How to liue well and blessedly to die So shalt thou O my Soule most happy bee When thou of that blest Citie art made free When thou amongst that sacred Hierarchie Shalt sing sweet tones and tunes melodiously With Heau'ns Psalmodicall harmonious Quire Of Saints and Angels zealous hot as fire The Diapason of whose heau'nly Laies Doth warble forth Heau'ns due deserued praise Where thou being grac't and plac't in heau'nly state In precious pleasure ne're to terminate Being sweetly rap't in heau'nly Extasie Christs and his Churches Epithalamie My Sainted-Soule with sugred voice shall sing To God in Christ my Three One heau'nly King O happie Citizens enfranchis'd there O ioyfull Quâ—risters singing so cleere Victorious Souldiers thus to be trans-planted Where Peace for Warre where Life for Death is granted Happie wert thou my Soule most truely blessed If thou wert once of this rare ioy possessed That then I might be fill'd but neuer sated With that rare sight which once initiated Shall last for aye without Times dissolution Shall be most specious without all pollution Therefore my Heart as Hart being chafte and chaced By furious Hounâ—s most nimbly tract and traced Desires the Water-Brooks his heate t' allay That so refresht he thence may scud away Euen so my Heart O Lord desires to see Those Crystall streames of Life which flow from thee Sighes sues pursues her Countrie to recouer Here abiect subiect too too triumpht ouer By my three fierce and furious Enemies Who seeke my Soule t' insnare and sin-suâ—prize Euen Satan that old Hunter and his Hounds The World the Flâ—sh which giue my Soule deepe wounds Who more like rauening Woluâ—s would faine deuoure And captiuate my Soule in hellish power But thy preuenting Grace O Spring of Grace Preseâ—â—eâ— my Soule dis-nerues their horrid chace And as a Bird out of the Fowlers Grin Or as Noes Doue looking to be let-in Into the Arke of thine eternall Rest My tyred Soule is vnto thee addrest My Soule with worlds encumbrances oppressed Desires O Lord to be by thee refreshed My Soule doth thirst and hasteth to draw neere And longs before thy presence to appeare O Tree of Life O euer-liuing Spring Whose laud and praise the heau'nly Hoast doe sing O when shall I come and appeare in sight Of thee the Sunne of righteousnesse most bright When shall my Soule by thine All-sauing hand Be led with ioy from forth this Desert Land When shall I leaue this Wildernesse of wo Wherein my Soule is tossed to and fro I sit alone as on a house the Sparrow Iâ—h ' Vale and Dale of Teares feares sighes and sorrow O leade deare Christ my Loue-sicke Soule by th' hand From this vast Wildernesse drie thirstie Land To thy â—â—ne-Câ—llers that I there may taste Of thâ— Wâ—nâ—-flâ—â—ons thou prepared hast Comfort me with the Apples of thy Grace Wâ—â—h thy Hiâ— Manna strengthen my weake case With heau'nly Milke and Honny Lord make glad My heart which worlds afflictions hath made sad O let me once from Wisedomes sacred Lip Coelestiall Nard and Rosean Liquor sip Yea lâ—â— me satiate mine in-satiate thirst With that sweet Milke wherewith thy Saints are nourc't I thirst O Lord I thirst thou art the Well O quench my thirst and let me with thee dwell I hunger Lord I hunger thou art Bread Euen Bread of Life O let my Soule be fed I seeke thee Lord yet still I goe astray Through High-wayes By-wayes yet I misse the way Thou art O Lord the perfect Way and Dore My Soule will follow if thou goe before Direct my feete to leaue the paths of Sin Ope glories Gate and let my Soule goe in Let it be Riches to me to possesse thee Let it be Glorie to me to confesse thee Let it be Clothes Christ Iesus to put on Let it be Food his Word to feed vpon Yea let it be my Life to liue and die For Christ my King and for his Verilie So shall my Riches be to me eternall So shall my Glorie be with Christ supernall So shall my Clothing still be faire and new So shall my Foode be Manna heau'nly Dew So shall my Life ne're fade but euer Spring Being still preseru'd by Christ my Lord and King But oh alas when shall I see that day That Day of gladnesse neuer to decay That Day of Iubile when all are glad That Day when all reioyce none can be sad Whose endlesse time and neuer fixed date Eternitie shall ne're exterminate That Saints blest Birth-Day which shal ne're haue Euening That Lasting Day to which no Night giues ending That rare Grand-Iubile that Feast of Feasts Sabbath of Sabbaths endlesie Rest or Rests To which least Care shall neuer dare come neere Wherein the Saints shall shake off palid feare O pure O pleasant most desired Day Of that eternall springing Moneth of May In which my Soule shall euermore reioyce In which my Soule shall heare that happy Voyce Enter blest Soule into thy Masters ioy Enter into sweet rest without annoy Enter into the House of Christ thy King Where Peace and Plâ—ntie Mirth and Ioy doe spring Where thou shalt find things most to be admired Where thou shalt haue what most thy Soule desired Ioyes infinitely numberlesse I say And various pleasures infinitely gay Vnspyable vnspeakable by Man Immutable inscrutable to scan Where I thy Soule will feed will feast will fill Feede with spiritual food of my blest Will Feast with the dainties of delight most pure And fill with glorie which shall e're endure Enter I say and heare that melodie Which comprehends datelesse festiuitie Where
Continuation In him we also shall enioy possesse What euer various Time could here expresse Yea all the beauties of his rarest Creatures Which may our Loue allure by their sweet features All ioy and pleasure to content the mind Such as i' th' Creatures selues we ne're could find This sight I say is th' Angels chiefest treasure The Saints repast repose and Princely pleasure This is their euerlasting Life their Crowne Their Meede their Maiestie their high Renowne This their rich rest their spacious specious Palace Their outward inward ioy and soueraigne solace Their Paradise diuine their Diadem Their ample blisse their blest Ierusalem Their Peace of God past all imagination Their full Beatitude and sweet Saluation To see him who them made re-made made Saints Him seeing to possesse without restraints Possessing him to loue him as their King And Louing him to Praise him as the Spring And Fountayne of this All-felicitie And Praysing euer this blest Trinitie O then my Soule cease not to like to loue These admirable louely ioyes aboue And though thy corrupt Flesh is th'obstacle And stayes delayes from this blest Habitacle Although thy Flesh like Churlish Nabal frowne Refuse the paynes to seeke this sacred Crowne Yet let thy Spirit like good Abigal Goe forth to find this place Angelicall Let Hagar neuer get her Mistris place Nor Ismael good Isaac so disgrace But striue most strenuously fight that good fight Subdue thy Flesh withstand proud Satans might And with the Eye of Faith beleeue desire To liue with Christ pray seeke sue and enquire Pray earnestly to Christ thy King aboue In burning Zeale firme Faith and feruent Loue. For what 's this World nought but a flouting fancie A Theater of vainnesse pleasant Phrensie A sinke of Sinne a shop of all Deceit Iniquities chiefe Center and sure Seate A Map a Mirrour of all Miserie A Dungeon of most dire Calamitie Louely to looke on like the skarlet Whore But dangerous to deale with euermore A Mazie Labyrinth of impious Errors A Campe of Crueltie of teares and terrors Constant in nought but in In-constancie And most Vnconstant in that Constancie In nought the same saue not to be the same And of a Being but a very name Still floting fleeting neuer at a stay Hates on the Morrow whom it loues to Day Yea 't is a Ioab full of craft and guile Kills his Embracers with a trayterous smile A Wrastler 't is and trippeth vp the heeles Of many a man e're he its grasping feeles Salomon wise strong Samson so renown'd It made their lengths to measure on the ground Therefore to loue the World is nought else sure Then to her Lime-twigs thy poore Soule t' allure Which so the Feathers of thy Faith will marre Thy Soule if 't may be from Heau'ns ioyes to barre Why then my Soule shouldst thou to th' Earth be thrall Which hast a heau'nly blest originall Which hast a heau'nly-blest originall Why shouldst thou pin thy thoughts on mortall things Who art immortall from the King of Kings And why shouldst thou a Sp'rit inuisible Be pleas'd with things both grosse and visible Striuing to pamper thy corrupted Bodie Whose definition is indeed that Both-Die Both Soule and Body when the Flesh giues way To Sinne and Satan in their dire decay And hence it is that Latinists likewise Thus Corpus fitly Etymologize Cor which was once the Heart of pure perfection Is thus made Pus all filth and foule infection Why then shouldst thou thy selfe so low depresse Who art of high coelestiall Noblenesse One of thy Fathers first-borne Children deare Whose name in Heau'ns blest Records may appeare Why should the Worlds false promises delude thee Since Heau'n with Grace and Goodnesse hath endu'de thee Wilt thou a Princes Sonne a heauenly Prince Let Satans gilded Apples thee conuince Wilt thou the Sonne of Heau'ns All-sacred King Offend thy Father for so vile a thing Wilt thou thy Birth right Esau-like forgoe For one dire messe of Broth bewitching wo Oh no deceitfull Dalilah a-dieu Thy Syrens Songs my Soule doth most eschew Thy Crocadile like teares which would betray me By Heau'ns preuenting Grace shall neuer slay me For all thy Bitter-sweets false Protestations My Soule esteemes but hellish Incantations Wherefore as Amnon being once defiled With his owne Sister whom he had beguiled After the fact did hate her ten times more Then euer he had loued her before So I whom thy false Friendship once defiled Whom thy deceitfull ambush once beguiled I hate abominate thy mischiefe more Than e're I lou'd or liked thee before As Sea-men Rocks as Children Scorpions flie So Oh my Soule hate worldly Vanitie And oh what 's he that would not leaue most glad Worlds Vanities so finite base and bad For Pleasures infinite What 's he would take Fraudulentioyes and permanent forsake None doubtlesse none but Dastards void of Grace None but faint-hearted fearefull Cowards base The resolute couragious Christian bold Dares Deaths grim face confront see and behold Dares Death defie and his approach desire Because by Death he knowes he shall acquire The end of all his hopes for Death 's the Key Which opes the doore to true felicitie Yea 't is no paine but of all paiâ—es the end The Gate of Heau'n and Ladder to ascend And Death 's the Death of all his stormes and strife And sweet beginning of immortall Life Therefore with smiling count'nance merrily To Heau'n his place of rest he casts his eye And in his heart these thoughts are oft reuolued Vnfeynedly I wish to be dissolued To be with thee O Christ my Sauiour sweet Thee my deare Eldest Brother for to meet I see thee Christ I see thee heau'nly home I gladly would and quickly to thee come I see thee oh thou Saints coelestiall Place I much desire I once had run my race But though I cannot with Elias run Ith'strength o' th' Spirit in this race begun Vnto the heau'nly Canaan yet giue Grace Though I with Iacob halt to halt apace And if not so yet that at least I may Like to an Infant learne to creepe the way And grow from strength to strength from grace to grace Vntill I come in presence of thy face For I am wearie of this Pilgrimage And long for thee my heau'nly Heritage How oft haue I thee view'd with admiration How oft hast thou beene my Soules meditation How oft haue I beene rauisht with desire That vnto thee my Soule might once aspire How oft haue I both scorn'd and vili-pended Earths most vnpleasant pleasures quickly ended Being compared to those ioyes aboue Which from my Heart my Soule doth dearely loue My Heart my Life my Blâ—sse my Ioy my Gem My Soules deare Soule is New-Ierusalem And now I come my ioyes I come to you For whom I â—â—d so often seeke and sue I paine and Death doe heartily embrace So that my Soule amongst you may take place Yea
Trine-one Sitting in glorie in his glistring Throne With blessed Saints and Angels comitated With all the heauenly Hoast of Soule-beáted Prophets Apostles Patriarchs of old The noble band of Martyrs stour and bold Our Parents Wiues our Children Kindred Friends Yea all to whom Christs sauing health extends All of them clad in blisse coelestiall All shining bright in ioy Angelicall Where in the presence of their heau'nly King They Halleluiah Halleluiah sing To him that sitteth on the Throne most high Making a most harmonious Melodie With sacred sugred Notes and heau'nly Songs Singing the praise which to the Lambe belongs This being their especiall exercise Their pleasant practice customarie guise Still to behold the Lords most beautious face Burning with Loue of his most louely Grace Their mouthes still fill'd with praises of his name In magnifying his immortall fame Without all tediousnesse or intermission Protected alwayes by his blest tuition O there is infinite vn-vttered ioy Mirth without Mourning blisse without annoy Health without Sicknesse or pernicious humours Perfection without all Soule-tainting tumours Peace without Warre and Light without darknesse Loue without Hate beautie without palenesse Sweetnesse without all fulsome surfeiting Life without Death life ere continuing There are no sighes no sobs no penurie No hunger thirst but with saturitie No chilling killing frosts or least extremes No parching Sun-shine with hot piercing beames No will to Sinne no power to offend No enemie least mischiefe to intend Good Paul hath there no need to watch and pray To labour in the Word both night and day And good old Ierome then may cease t' afflict Himselfe so often by a life most strict To conquer his spirituall Enemie To ouerthrow th' old Serpents subtiltie For there 's all peace securitie and rest That peace which can by no meanes be exprest There 's all perfection sacred Light excelling All sorrow care darknesse and dread expelling O Life eternall holy Habitacle Heau'nly Ierusalem Saints Receptacle O amiable Citie of the Lord How should my Soule thy prayses due record What excellent rare things are said of thee What things are writ are hop't are found to bee In thee thou hast the seate of glorie sure That Good-Best Good-God ioy and solace pure Which farre exceeds the science and deepe sense Of humane reason and intelligence For which euen Legions of Professors good And godly Martyrs haue not spar'd their blood But with vn-daunted valiant courage haue Made Lyons Tigres Fire and Sword their Graue That after Death they might enioy that Crowne Those Palmes of peace of honour and renowne Wherewith thy Saints O blest Ierusalem Are happisi'd in happinesse supreme Walking as Kings in those most gorgeous streets Where each-one nought but perfect pleasure meets In streets I say more precious than pure gold Glistring with glorie wond'rous to behold The Gates of which most holy Habitation Are Pearles of peerlesse price and valuation Whose Wall is all of precious stones most pure Incomparably rich and strong t' endure There is that glorious Paradise coelestiall Surpassing Adams Paradise terrestriall Wherein are fluent Oily Riuers currents Faire Brooks of Butter and sweet Honny Torrents Replenished with Garden-walks and Bowers With Beds all wrought and fraught with fragrant Flowers Whose odoriferous rare varietie Affoord most various sweet amenitie Whose curious colours and whose louely greene Are alwaies fresh are alwaies springing seene There Hearts-ease Saffron Lillies and the Rose Doe sauour sent spring spire with sweet repose There are all spices Aromaticall T' affoord delight and cheere the Heart withall There is that soueraigne Balsum med'cinable For sent and salue most precious amiable All these in thee flourish without defect With these the Garlands of the Saints are deckt Without corruption they continue still And sprout and spring about this Sion Hill In thee 's that Peace of God which doth exceede Mans vnderstanding and faith-wauering Creede There is that glorie which doth all aduance Obnoxious neuer vnto Change or Chance There 's that eternall Light as sure as pure That Sunne of Righteousnesse for e're t' endure That white and bright blest Lambe of God most hie Who shewes and shines most cleere incessantly Which no time euer shall once terminate Nor no disastrous Chance extenuate There 's Day which neuer darknesse doth admit There in their Bowers of pleasure Saints doe sit There also is certayne Securitie There shalt thou find secure Eternitie There all rare Comforts from Heau'ns glorious King Successiuely successefully doe spring What e're the Soule can wish request desire Is there at hand without the least enquire What e're thou louest there is to be found Only what 's Ill comes not in this blest ground Oh then my Soule what pleasure infinite Oh what an Ocean of most sweet delight Yea what a most profound and pure Abysse Thus to behold the Lord of Lords is this Thus to behold with rauisht admiration The Lords bright face with sacred contemplation Yea with thine eyes to see what Faiths dimme eye On Earth was neuer able to espy Euen that eternall Trinitie most blest Which can by Man no sooner be exprest Than Austines seeming-Lad could powre or lade The mightie Ocean into th' Shell he made Without a bottome that his Shell to fill No sooner can I say Mans stupid Will Till his Corruption In-corruption bee This holy Mysterie cleerly know and see But when thou Mortall dost immortallize When Christ thy King thy Soule once Happy-fies Then shalt thou taste that God is good and gracious Then shalt thou liue in this his House most spacious Then shalt thou taste the Spring of Life most sweet Then in the Heau'ns thou shalt Christ Iesus meet Then shall thy Water of terrestriall griefe Be turn'd into the Wine of sweet reliefe Then shall thy Sobs be turned into Songs Then shalt thou triumph for thy worldly wrongs O then in that most sacred glorious sight Is to be found the Fulnesse of delight Of wisedome beautie riches knowledge pure Of happinesse for euer to endure Of goodnesse ioy and true Nobilitie Of treasure pleasure and felicitie Of all that merits loue or admiration Or worketh comfort or sure contentation Yea all the powers and powerfull faculties Of Soule and Body shall partake likewise Sall be sufficed with the full fruition Of Heau'ns eternall ternall glorious Vision God vnto all his sacred Saints shall bee Their Vniuersall sweet felicitie Contayning each particular delight Which may affect th' aspect of their blest sight Infinite both for number and for measure And without end shall be their endlesse pleasure To th' Eyes he shall be as a Mirrour cleere Melodious Musike to delight the Eare to th' Palate he shall be Mellifluous Mel Sweetspiring Balme for to refresh the Smell Vnto the Vnderstanding he shall bee A Light most bright and pure i' th' high'st degree To th' Will he shall be perfect Contentation To th' Memorie e'relasting
though euen Hell it selfe were in my way And would my iourney stop disturbe or stay I would it passe and hazzard Hells annoy To liue with Christ in his coelestiall ioy And surely since Heath'nish Cleombrotus Did seeme but desp'rately so valourous Hearing his Master Plato once discourse Of Immortalâ—tie with furious force From an high Rocke himselfe did head-long throw In hope to be Immortalized so O how much rather then I pray ought I Dying i' th' Lord a thousand deaths to die To be inuested in that perfect Glorie Showne and assur'd in Truths most faithfull Storie Hee dy'dâ— in bare opinion Soules blind-blind-Loue I die in Faith and knowledge from aboue Hee only hop't to haue immortall Life I for immortall rest and glorie rise Hee went vnâ—sent for I am oft inuited Euen Christ himselfe my Soule hath oft incited Incited oft I say with Resolution And Pauls firme Faith to wish for Dissolution Shall then his Pagan-courage mine excell Shall feare of death my Christian-courage quell Since my sure ground than his is much more firme And death to me is but my sorrowes terme And that my Soule i'th'end shall sure exult Although the way seeme somewhat difficult O no my Soule be valorous and stout With constant courage perseuere hold out None fight but with a hope of Victorie Thy fight well finisht brings eternitie If one should say vnto a Captayne stout Goe forward with bold courage fight it out Doe but thy vtmost fight and giue not ouer For thou in th' end the conquest shalt recouer Would any Dauid his Goliah flie From whom hee 's sure to winne the Victorie Would any Gideon such a fight refuse Could any valiant Iosuah thinke you choose But enter combate with the proudest Foe Whom he with triumph surely shall o're-throw My Sauiour sweet euen thus to me hath said Take courage Christian Souldier ben't afraid Doe thou thine vtmost Satan to withstand For I will be propitious at thy hand Fight valiantly and though thy foes fierce might May hap to bring thee on thy knees i' th' fight May often foile thee by his craftie snare Yea though his clawes were readie thee to tare Yet I will raise thee vp I 'le thee defend And thou shaltsure be Victor in the end Who then I say what 's he would be so base As not this proffer gladly to embrace Who could with vile pusillanimitie So free a Coward-like denie Shall doting Louers for their Ladies fight And for their sakes account all danger slight Shall Merchants venture both their liues and goods For wealth and pelse through th' Oceans dangerous floods Yea shall the Ship-Boy gladly vnder-goe All hazzards which or Sea or Shore can show Onely in hope to gaine a Masters place And to obtayne a cunning Pilots grace And shall my Soule turne Coward feare and flie Shall not my Soule controll that Enemie Whom Christ my Generall first ouer-threw And thereby all his subtilties well knew And knowing them hath taught me how to fight Me to defend him offend put to flight Yea and hath promis'd hee 'le assistant bee And in my weaknesse cause my Foe to flee And vnder-neath my feete pull Satan downe And me as Victor graciously will crowne O then my Soule stand stoutly to 't and feare not Christs sacred Armes in vaine about thee beare not Fight this good fight and let proud Satan know Christ being Captaine thou'lt him ouerthrow For if Heau'ns King by Grace be on thy side Thou needst not feare what ere doe thee betide No danger sure can in that Battaile bee Where thou for Christ and Christ doth fighâ— for thee And heer 's my Comfort this is my Soules stay That whether Satan wound or doe me slay Dye fleshly Body so my Soule may liue Christ to my Soule the Palme of Peace will giue But as a mighty Emp'rour which proclaimes At some great feast Olympicke warlike Games Wherein to him which proues the Conquerour And doth the best exploits this Emperour Will giue a Crowne his valour to reward And him with Kingly fauour will regard But not the Emp'rour vnto him descends But hee to th' Emp'rours Gallery ascends There from his Princely hand to take the Crowne The tryumph trophie of his high renowne Euen so the Christian Souldier hauing gained The victory for which he long had strained With all his power spirituall to quell The rage of rau'nous Sin and Satan fell Must from the worlds Lists in a blessed end By Death Heau'ns glorious Gallery ascend There from the hands of Iesus Christ himselfe To take a Crowne farre passing worldly pelfe A Crowne of ioy euen Glories plenitude A Crowne of blisse euen Heau'ns beatitude Not as the Meede of his deseruing Merit But as the free-gift of Gods sacred Spirit For hauing done what euer I am able Yet my best seruice is vnprofitable Onely in Mercy hee is pleas'd to crowne His owne-good-gifts in mee to my renowne O! therefore Death shal be my welcome-guest Death which translates from Labour vnto reff From wordly sorrow to Heau'ns ioyes encrease From woe to weale from trouble to sweet Peace From Earth the Stage of instability To Heau'n the Fortresse of true Constancy Goe then you godlesse Heliogabolites You carnall Worldlings proud Cosmopolites Goe please your selues in swearing feasting fighting And not what 's iust but what 's your Lust delight in Goe please your selues with rich and large extents Of wealthie Mannours stately tenements Grow proud to see your Vnderlings beslaued And by your Greatnesse wrongfully out-braued To see your Ward-roabes stuft with proud Apparell Your Mouthes with oathes your thoughts with strife and quarrell To haue variety of worldly pleasure Delicate Gardens Coffers full of treasure Treasure said I nay white and yellow Clay Bewitching Mammon Sin-bane Soules decay Or if there 's ought that doth you more allure Or which you would with more content procure Vse it possesse it yet for all this know You shall it all with shame and smart forgoe Yea God will take at Deaths disast'rous day Your Lands your life your Goods your gods away This this alas did cause the Prophets cry This mou'd S. Paul with zealous ardency 'Gainst Worldlings to cry out and them accuse That they themselues their Soules would so abuse Such lying vanities so to respect So sottishly their Soules-health to reiect In Aegypt Straw and Stubble for to buy Yea Straw I say and Chaffe which finally Would their owne House burne-downe and ruinate And head-long them to Hell precipitate Whereas their Sauiour at a cheaper price Would sell them gold pure gold rare Marchandise Euen all the golden ioyes and sweet delight Of Paradise coelestiall sacred sight That Pearle of blest Saluation which to buy The wisest Merchant would most ioyfully Sell all his worldly treasure earthly pelfe With this rare Iewell to enrich himselfe And what 's his price O cheape and nought else sure But
is all good no euill to abuse Where 's all thou wishest nought thou wouldst refuse Where 's life e're-liuing sweet and amiable Where is true fame and glorie memorable Where is I say certayne Securitie Securest Peace and peacefull Pleasancie Most pleasant Ioy and ioyfull Happinesse Happie Eternitie eternall Blessednesse The blessed Trinitie in Vaitic The Vnities Trine-One rare Deitie The Deities Three-One's most blessed Vision Which is our Masters ioy in full fruition O ioy of ioves O ioy beyond all pleasure Farre passing farre transcending terrene treasure O ioy without annoy O true content O soueraigne blisse and Soules sweet rauishment O euerlasting Kingdome supreme peace Where all the Saints enioy such ioyes encrease Where all the Saints are clothed with pure Light As with a Garment shining glorious bright Their Heads adorn'd with Crownes of purest gold And precious Stones most glorious to behold Whose onely exercise is to reioyce To triumph and to sing with sacred voyce Sweet Halleluiah to their Soueraigne King Which them to this felicitie did bring Oh! when shall my poore Soule be made partaker Of this great ioy O thou my Lord and Maker When shall I see Thee in it It in Thee And therein dwell I in Thee Thou in Mee Surely O Lord I will make haste and flie I 'le make no stay but poste most speedily I 'le neuer cease to Seeke till I haue found I 'le not leaue Knocking till my Soule be crown'd I 'le ne're leaue Asking till thou hast me giuen My Boone thy Bountie euen those ioyes of Heaâ—en Since then I say such is Heau'ns Maiestie And since this World is but meere Miserie What is 't can hinder this my speedie pace Which I must run till I haue run my race Can Worldly power or Principalitie Can Kingly fauours wealth or dignitie Can worldly pleasures pleasant vnto some Can height or depth things present things to come Oh no with Paul I 'le all abominate E're they shall me from Christs loue separate I 'le crie Auaunt you Soule-betraying ioyes Which Bee-like bring the Sting of dire annoyes Auaunt I say worlds momentarie pleasure Worlds transitorie toyes Earths trashâ—e treasure The loue of Christ hath so enflam'd my Heart That as I trust it ne're shall thence depart And Lord confirme strengthen this Faith of mine O let it neuer faint faâ—le or decline But wo to me poore wretch who still am faine Amongst the Tâ—nts of Meshech to remaine To haue my habitation 'mongst the rout Of Kedar most vngodly stubborne stout The time me thinks is much procrastinated O that the date thereof were terminated Ay me how long shall it be said to mee Wait wait expect and thou the time shalt see And shalt thou see my Soule thou art too blame I must accuse thee O my Soule for shame Thinke not the time too long count it not much That wâ—th these trials God thy Faith should touch For as a Gold-Smith waits most carefully Vpon his gold which he i' th' fire will trie That when 't is burn'd enough and purifide It may not in the fire to waste abide So God his Children deare attends vpon When in the fire of dire affliction He purposeth to purifie and trie them When thus enough refined he doâ—h spie them By no meanes will he suffer them to waste Bâ—â— for tâ—â—â—r comfort to them soone will haste As that most rare payre-Royall well did know Good Shedrach Meshach and Abednego Whom he i' th' Babylonian fire did proue Yet so respected in his sacred loue That not so much as one haire of their head Was burnt or sindg'd or once diminished O then my Soule if God haue such a care As from thy head not one small simple haire Can fall to th'ground without his prouidence O then haue thou assured confidence That he thy Soule will ne're peâ—mit to perish But in due time will thee refresh and cherish And say with Iob that man of God most iust Lord though thou kill mee I will in thee trust Yea then confesse as 't is that all the wo Which in this Life for Christ thou vnder goe That all Earâ—hâ— torments or affecting toyes Are most vnworthy Heau'ns most blissefull ioyes Heau'ns ioyes for waight and measure infinite Earths paynes to death but slender small and slight Heau'ns ioyes most perfect absolutely pure Earths choicest pleasures paine and griefe procure Heau'ns ioyes are sempiternall euer-lasting Earths ioyes meere toyes still fleeting euer-wasting O then my Soule haue patience doe not grudge Left so thou make thy Christ thine angrie Iudge Giue Patience Lord thy sacred Will to beare And then receiue my Soule How When or Where For as no gold nor siluer can be pure Vntill the fires burning it endure Nor Stones for Palace-worke can well be fit Till they with Hammers oft be cut and smitâ— No more I say is 't possible that wee Vessets of Honour in Gods house can bee Till we be fin'd and melted in the fire Of worldly crosses and afflictions dire Neither can we as liuing-stones haue place Ierusalems coelestiall Walls to grace Vnlesse the Hammers of Earths tribulation Oft bruise the Flesh to worke the Soules Saluation But though thy Seruants Lord may oft be tempted Yet can they neuer finally be tainted They ne're can be surpris'd though oft assailed For why Heau'ns safeguard hath them neuer failed Christians and Persecutions ioyne together Like Christ and 's Crosse few calmes much stormie weather E're th' Israelites to th' Land of Promise came Their temp'rall Canaan Canaan of such fame Th'endur'd much danger many Miseries And shall not I most patiently likewise Endure all dangers all anxietie Shall I not vnder-goe all miserie In this my iourney to Heau'ns holy Land O yes with constant courage to it stand For why I 'm sure the more I here endure My ioyes in Heau'n shall be more glorious pure And who would not to Heau'n goe ioyfully Though with Elias he in whirle-winds fly Grant therefore Lord I take Earths Nocuments As precious Balme as my Soules Documents Confirme my Faith with constant resolution To wait and fit me for my dissolution To wait for thee my Sauiour staffe and stay Till thou shalt change my Bodies house of Clay That like thy glorious Body it may bee That so thy power and glorie I may see That I may heare and see and beare a part In Heau'ns heart-charming Musike sacred Art In that rare Consort of Mel-Melodie At Christs rare Nuptials blest solemnitie Come then Lord Iesus oh I cannot cease To wish my Soule in thine eternall peace Giue me O Lord good Stephens Eagle-eye Through thickest Clouds Heau'ns glorie to espie Giue me O Lord a Voyce Angelicall With Heart vnfeyned on thee thus to call How long O Lord how long wilt thou delay Lord Iesus come come quickly doe not stay Make haste and tarrie not I thee intreat And draw
by Longitude Latitude and Altitude Napier A most excellent obseruation of all the praemised forms of this Citie Napier The Wall measured This is spoken Allegorically hauing reference to humane building * Note Thus farre of the forme or constitution of this Citie Now of the Matter or Substance wherof t is made Esa. 54.11,12 The Wall The Matter wâ—erof this City is made and â—â—st of the Wall which hath a two-fold consideration Fiâ—st in the whâ—â—e t is Iasper Secondly in the twelue â—â—undations eâ—preâ—â— by twelue Iew â—â—â— like the twelue in â—â—arons bresâ—â—plate * A very excellent and â—emarkable obâ—eruation in the Wall The Citie of pure gold Fiue excellent properties in good goâ—â— Plin. de Metal Like cleere Glasse The Synagogue of Rome Psal. 45. The matter whereof the twelue foundations consisted Iasper Saphyre Chalcedonie Emeraude Sardonixe Sardius Chrysolite Beryll Topaze Chrysoprase Hyacinth Ametist An obseruation of the Premises Simile Simile King Hiram a true type of the Vocation of the Gentiles 1. King 5.2 Dan. 12.3 Twelue Gates of Peaâ—le All of them but One Pearle which is Christ Iesus Iohn 10.9 Simile Octiection Answere Simile Christ compared to a Pearle Non ignarus mali miseriâ— succurrere possâ—t Heb. 4.35 No saluation but by Christ onely Romes praying to Saints touched Esay 63. The Streets all paued with Gold Glistering like Glasse Thus farre concerning the Essential Maiestie and glorie of this Citie 1. Cor. 13.12 Rom. 1 17. Dan. 6.10 The Accessaâ—ie beautie of this Citie No Temple A simple sincere worship of God without Ceremonies Nothing fit to represent the heauenly Temple but God himself who is the Temple No need of Sun Moone or Starres Esay 24.23 ☜ MagnificeÌ„ce and Princely state * Gentilâ— Note Vertue and Pietie are the riches of the heauenly Ierusalem Securitie No Night An euerlasting Day A double meaning of this Night Literall Figuratiue ☜ Zachary 14.20 Esay 52.1 Coelestiall Aliment or Foode The same is the meate drinke in heauen euen Christ. * Cant. 1.14 A Riuer of Water of Life Iohn 4. 14. ☞ Iohn 7. The Tree of Life Christ is the Tree of life The Tree of life beares twelue sorts of fruites 1. God is the God of order 2. Sufficiencie * The twelue Apostles Delicacie This Tree beares fruit euery Moneth The monthly fruit argues not times alternation but Saints contentation The 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 The spirituall meaning of the leaues No curse or malediction Zac. 14.11 A three-fold cause of the Cities perpetuitie The Saints coelestiall contemplation How wee shall see God In respect of our selues we shâ—ll see God perfectly This our sight of God shall be immediate The Saints Coâ—nizance How the name of the Lord is written in the Saints fore-head ☞ Zach. 14.20 Their perpetuall light and glorie inculcated The plenary perfection of this Citie is Perennity The conclusion of All. Simile The assuraÌ„ce of these most rich promises Atheists * Reuel 3.16 Neuters Sadduces Pythagoreans Nullifidians The reward of vnbeleeuers The second Death The faithfull Belâ—euers A briefe description of their spirituall warfare and weapons Their spirituall Enemies They that wil be crowned in Heauen must winne the conquest on Earth The triumphant inauguration of the Godly into Heauen The vnspeakable Maiesty and Glorie they shall liue in The Soules most sacred Soliloquie and most ardent desire to be inuested into this Glorie 1. Cor. 15. * Not become an Angell but bee like an Angell A briefe description of God The Citizens of the heauenly Canaan The admirable Comforts and vnspeakable happinesse of the heauenly Ierusalem * Summum bonum A briefe recapitulation of the glorious structure of the new Iâ—rusalem Riuers of Honney Gardens Bowers Flowers Spices Plants All these in their Vertues Graces to Man not Reall existences * Enquiriâ— The incomprehensible Trinitie August de Trin. ☜ ☞ All the Sences delighted in Heauen ☞ ☞ Nabal the Flesh. Abigal the Spirit * Ismael the Flesh. Isaac the Spirit What this World is ☜ The World is a strong and subtill Wrastler Amor rerum terrenarum est viscus spiritualium pennarum The Loue of the World is the Soules Bird-lime A most holy expostulation of the Soule concerning the World and the Flesh. * The Body As holy detestation of them The resolution of a good Christian. What deaâ—â— is tâ—â—he Godly A most â—oly Meditation of a sanctified Soule ☜ Sweâ—tsolace of the soule Cleombrotus hâ—â—â—â—peâ—â—te râ—â—oâ—miâ—â— to enioâ—â—â—mortalitie * Imposed by others not exposed to by my selfe * To desire dissolution nâ—â— effect it my selfe Braue resolution of a Christian Souldier ☜ Christ encourageth the Christian Souldier in his spirituall warfare Christ is our Generall Christâ— duce non vinceris imo vinces S. Bernard Simile Vincenti dabitur Why the Godly doe die T is not Merit but Mercy which crownes vs. Death a welcome Guest to the Godly ☜ A most holy disdayning of worldly Greatnesse Rich Merchandise A cheape price The wicked takâ— more paines to go to hell then the righteous to goe to heauen ☞ * Marriage-Song * Satisfied Simile Satan a Hunter The World the Flesh his Hounds The Soules thirst Cant. 2.4 Cant. 5. ◠☞ ☞ * The Martyrs Passion-Day was called of old Natalitium salutis ☜ Our Soules with Christ shall be fed feasted filled The most absolute and perfect ioyes of heauen Visio Dei beatifica summum bonum nostrum August de Trin. cap. 13. August Solilo cap. 36. Seeke Knocke. Aske Heauenly resolution ☜ The Soule here checketh it selfe for being offended at Gods tryals Simile God compared to a Gold-Smith Gods great care of his Children Matth. 6. ☜ Heauens ioyes set against Earths ioyes by way of Antithesis Da sacere quod iubes iube quod vis Simile Vita sine malis est sicut auis sine alis No Crosse No Crowne ☜ Nocumentâ— sunt Documenta Stephens Eagle-eye The Soules Prayer The Soule bewayleth her miserie in the flesh ☞ The Soule oppressed with worldly miseries prayeth The Lord loueth a pure heart Ve semperveniunt ad candida tecta Columba ingreditur sanctus candida corda Deus The Soule desires to be clothed with the Robes of righteousnes Blessed are they that die in the Lord. The Sea of the World The soule ofttimes in danger of shipwracke through ignorance and infirmitie * Remora's Fishes that though little yet can stay a Ship Leuiathan the Deuill The Soules Prayer Abyssus abyssum inuocat ☜ Gods diâ—ection must be our Pilot Protection Rocks of Persecution Simile ☜ Perieram ni sic periisseâ—â— The bloud of Christ only can clense vs from all our sinnes The Soule prayeth that Christ would be propitious to it * Properly a salue for sore eyes The Soule by Faith is encouraged to escape all the dangers of the Sea of this world Dangers Scylla Charibdis Despaire Presumption The Pharise Cain Remedies Humilitie Poenitencie The Publican The Prodigall The Anchor of Hope fastned with the Rope of Faith Christ takes the Will for the Deed. Christ bids the Soule welcome into Heauen The Song of the Saints