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A14669	Rabboni Mary Magdalens teares, of sorrow, solace. The one for her Lord being lost. The other for him being found. In way of questioning. Wondring. Reioycing. ... Preached at S. Pauls Crosse, after the rehearsall, and newly reuised and enlarged: by Thomas Walkington, Doctor in Diuinity, and minister of the Word at Fulham.	Walkington, Thomas, d. 1621.	1620 (1620)	STC 24970; ESTC S119401	49,143	164

It behooues Mary to stand to her teares I as Vespasian sayd at his death of an Emperour to dye standing Stetit shee stood shee had no prop no pallet no ease for her greefe no bed of downe to cast her sorrow asleepe on as Dauid had his couch Euery night wash I my bed and water my couch with my teares Stetit she stood A positure of the body ready still for to remooue as if she would neuer lin seeking vntill shee had found him whom her soule loued and so much desired Mary comes first earely while yet it was darke like a Manna-gatherer very earely to finde him happily out whom her soule I say affected and embraced so much In that time shee came vnto the Sepulcher Iohn 20.1 when she by course of nature should haue beene in bed and fast asleep But her eyes are like the morning watch that watch for the morning shee takes away from Nature to giue to Grace Peraduenture in the whole circuit of that night shee gaue no sleep vnto her eyes nor any slumber to her eye lids in musing of him who is the Keeper of Israel that neither slumbreth nor sleepeth but watcheth ouer hers and all our soules Thus with the Spouse in the Canticles shee may well say In my bed I sought him whom my soule loued I sought him but I found him not and so shee rises earely and sought him but found him not The watch-men can tell her no tydings of him she askt the two Angels in linnen the one sitting at the head the other at the feet where the body of Iesus had layen Those Nightingales that were making of their nests and singing at the Sepulcher of Orpheus that heauenly Orpheus our Sauiour Iesus The Angels she sought not but all our hearts O fountaine o● these gardens ô well of liuing waters ô the springs of Lebanon water and moysten ô Lord with thy speciall grace these gifts and heauenly vertues of thine owne plantation Thus let my beloued come to his garden and taste of his pleasant apples his delicacies his sweetnesses So peri mega● thau signifies This word in the plurall number denotes out vnto vs both the multiplicity and excellency of Gods graces wherewith from his heauenly Exchequer hee in mercy and bounty doth inrich vs. Well Mary enquires of Iesus himself whether he knew where Iesus was and shee cals him 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Lord which S. Hierom seemes to tax in way of dispute for that she cals the Gardiner Lord Iesus but Rabboni Master But heere Beloued in our Lord was her feruent and longing desire much more exprest in giuing such a title to the Gardiner as whereby to woe and to win him to tell her the sooner as being impatient to brooke the least delay or else as S. Augugustine Prophêtat nescit quando dicit Domine This was in a prophetike straine by a heauenly Enthousiasme calling him Lord who was Lord indeed who hath vpon his garment and on his thigh a name written King of Kings and Lord of Lords But sure it is no more then thus 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Cyr or Sir write it as you list as if on this manner O my deere and gentle Sir good Gardiner Thou seemest to bee the Keeper of this garden where the loue of my soule was laid where he was interred Petra in petra nouus in Nor was she like to timorous Nicodemus that came to see our Sauiour by night no beameling of heauenly boldnes illustrating his too too darkned soule Nor was she like to Ioseph of Arimathia 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 the Counsellour who secretly for feare of the Iewes begged of Pilate the body of Iesus but she like an heroyke spirit steeled and maled with a manly resolution she feares not death it selfe maugre the breards of all them that may stand in opposition in despite of al affronts Ego illum tollam I will take him away and will neuer basely beg any other helpe but his alone of whom our help standeth in the name of the Lord who hath made both heauen and earth Ego illum tollam Loe here a resolute new S. Christopher Quam non mille modi mortis c As Lucan of Scaeua that valiant Souldier of Caesar so wee may say of her She feared not a thousand sorts of death to lose her dearest life for him in whom she liu'd and moou'd and had her cheefest being And thus Mary speakes and mournes and pines within her selfe and weepes No man but would rather haue imagined Mary her selfe had been the Gardiner who with the full bottles of her heart the water pots of her head her eyes did all to be-water that garden O heauenly showres such sweet riuers make glad the City of God Thus while shee with a languid dead and longing eye a heart full heauy big with greefe was sighing and sobbing and blubbring and crying O stay me with flagons and comfort me with apples for I am sicke of loue Quia te Domine Iesu prae caeteris dilexit Maria ideo meruit c. Because Mary loued thee ô Lord aboue all therefore shee obtained to bee both seene of thee first to bee called of thee so louingly Mary and to call thee so loyally Rabboni Iesus our gracious Lord speakes to Mary in a passionate straine of affection no obiurgation and chiding as some doe write But as S. Chrysostome saith out of a singular and deepe affection and compassion he vtters out this one word Mary The onely Electuary and Cordiall the Ros Solis to recouer her drowping and dying soule Mary Vnto whom shee turning with an open and a nimble eare for the touch of such a heauenly string with a liuely alacrity and cheerefulnesse of spirit hauing thus heard his sweet and gracious voyce in terming her Mary she out of a singular dutifull strict obligation of her loue to him ecchoes backe this one and sole reciprocall word of her lowly loue and most humble respect vnto him Rabboni Non nouit ex vultu fides ex auditu She knew him not at first by his outward lineaments faith comes by hearing Shee heard him and then beleeued in him Thy rough garment shewes thee to be the Gardiner but thy voyce is Iacobs voyce I Iacob indeed the true supplanter the true wrastler supplanting the old Adam thy elder brother for thou hast got the birth-right and the blessing for thou art the First-begotten Alpha Omega the Beginning and the Ending and God blessed for euermore Thou art Iacob the true Huntsman who hast brought the true venison the pleasant and sauoury meat the saluation of thy beloued brethren vnto thine euerlasting Father that celestiall Isaac for God would in no wise the death of a sinner For this ô thou heauenly Iacob thou didst put on our sinnes these were thy rough skins ô Lord wherewith thou wast arrayed

the Lord hath blessed thee hee hath deliuered thy soule from death thine eyes from teares and thy feet from falling henceforth shall I walke with the Lord in the land of the liuing Thus ô Lord thy mercy reacheth vnto the Heauens and thy truth vnto the clowds wherefore we will praise thy name yea our soules shall bee satisfied with marrow and fatnesse when our mouths praise thee with ioyfull lips These are the golden Cymbals that so much delight thy skilfull eares ô Lord Almighty O let vs all returne with Mary Magdalen with penitential tears vnto this blessed Rabboni who cries to vs for to returne Shuui shuui hashullammith shuui shuui Returne returne ô Shulamite returne returne Foure times Returne for God the Fathers sake returne for God the Sonnes sake returne for God the Holy Ghost his sake returne for the whole and holy Trinities sake returne And if so bee wee turne vnto the Lord hee will accept of our penitency for he bottles vp all our teares and hee will receiue vs into mercy the mercies of our God shall embrace vs on euery side Maryes penitency and so the repentance of vs all is the Asylum the Sanctuary of euery sinnefull soule the Birth-day of our regeneration the Super-sedeas of all our spirituall debts the heauenly Iordan to bathe and wash the leprosie of our soules and bodyes it is the red sea wherin the hoast of our spirituall Pharaoh and himselfe are drowned it is the swelling waters of the deluge that carries the Arke of the soule aloft and keepes it from drowning in perdition it is the casting out of the old leauen of maliciousnesse and the eating of the sweet bread of sincerity and holinesse it is the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 an house of physicke for euery sicke soule the Hospitall or Inne of the good Samaritane the Physician of our soules where the wine and oyle of consolation is it is the source and spring the draw-well of Gods fathomlesse and infinite mercies one drop of which one mite one crumme is sufficient to wash away our crimson sinnes to feede our starued discontented soules withall O Lord thou Celestiall Almoner giue vs of the broken meat of thy mercies which thou hast layd vp in more then twelue baskets full for them that turne to thee turne vs ô good Lord with Mary Magdalen so shall we be turned vnto thee ô Rabboni for wee perswade our soules that if our sinnes were more in number by millions then those of Mary Magdalens yet thou in mercy wouldest race them all out of thy booke of Items And for this I beseech you read that heauenly comfortable booke of Fulgentius fore-mentioned to Venantia of penitence and retribution wherin hee hath bundled vp the places of the Scripture pregnant for this purpose saying Non est perfecta bonitas à qua non omnis malitia vincitur nec est perfecta medicina cui morbus aliquis incurabilis inuenitur There is no absolute goodnesse that ouercomes not all maliciousnesse nor perfect drug or true skill in physicke that leaues any malady vncured And hee shewes moreouer that if Iudas as hee legally repented had trusted in Gods mercy he surely had been saued The Lord hath his owne peculiar times and places of gathering together that which was scattered of bringing home the lost sheep vpon his owne shoulders to the heauenly fold of running to meet of falling on the neck and kissing the riotous Prodigall Hee hath a Tolle lege vnder the tree Take vp and read the 13. to the Romanes the three last verses For S. Augustine Not in surfetting and drunkennesse c. He hath a shining light from Heauen both to darken and illumine Pauls or Sauls eyes as hee trauelled to Damascus breathing out threatnings and slaughter against the Disciples of the Lord was their not a heauenly trap layd by this Rabboni our Lord and Sauiour Iesus to catch this Courtier in to make a Courtier a true Conuert A thing some will say something rare Yet surely there be many Courtiers very holy religious and deuout and God encrease the number of them But sure a chaine is sooner and fairer made of purest gold then of impurer mettall mixt with earth Christ Iesus with his heauenly gospelling his powerfull preaching caught this notorious sinner Mary Magdalen Penalty alwayes followes not immediately nor fals vpon the necke of impiety Thus many by the vnspeakable mercies of him that wholly is composed of mercy who in their April and prime of youth haue greeuously sinned in their yeeres of more maturity were happily reclaimed of Apostata's became Apostles of Sauls persecuting were made Pauls diuinely preaching of Succisores were made Successores to vse Bullingers words of Cutters and Swash-bucklers and prophane persons were made Captaines ouer the Host of Israel Successours of that 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 the cheefe Shepheard RABBONNI 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 c Who hath measured the waters in his fist and counted Heauen with his span and comprehended the dust of the earth in mea sure waighed the mountaines in a waight and the little hils in a ballance Esay 40. O sweet Iesu my braine is a broken cisterne to contain thee the water of life the euer-flowing springs of Lebanon my carnall reason but like a blinde Bartimae my tongue like dumbe Zacharies locked vp in my mouth when I should runne descant on thee ô Rabboni O let my tongue be the pen of a ready writer to treat of thy wisdome thy mercy thy greatnesse thy goodnesse my pen that like a cursed Israelite ranging like a poore pilgrim in a wildernesse of secular obiects often nay too often lothing that Celestiall Manna surfetting on pleasancies calling rather for the cucummers the onions the garlicke the flesh-pots of Aegypt wherein is naught but Mors in olla Death in the pot ô thou man of God I say my pen is too vnfit a pensill to limbe forth thy praise to describe thy glory excellency and perfection O neither is it safe for pollution to enter into the holy Tabernacle without washing at the golden lauer no more then a weake blemisht sore eye may gaze vpon the Sun-beames O therfore purge me ô Lord with hysope that my hand my heart my tongue may appeare before thy glorious presence as white as snow in Salmon that so thou graciously mayest accept of this my meaner sacrifice in my thought and speech of thee O Lord Rabboni wishing my very heart and soule were made an Holocaust burnt in feruent deuotion vnto thy most sacred seruice Rabboni O my deare Lord and Master En amo te si hoc parum est amem validius Loe I loue thee and if this my loue be too little ô giue mee power to loue thee more Dothi li vaani lo. And Ani ledothi vedothi li harogneh bashoshannim I am my Well-beloueds and my Well-beloued is mine who feedeth among the lillies

full of all redolency and full of all purity Mary payes tribute of thankfulnesse vnto her Lord for his deare loue exhibited vnto her As the water sources and springs in her heart so it bubbleth vp in her religious tongue for ex abundantia out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaketh The tongue is either 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 or 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 cauod or chalon either a mans glory his grace or his greefe either his renowne or his reproch Heere Mary awakes her glory Awake my glory awake my lute and harpe Glory that is the tongue the sweetest tuned instrument of musike to rauish the eares of the Almighty The Poet saith of Menelaus for his curt and excellent speech 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Hee spoke very concisely but sweetly and shrilly for hee was not addicted to the descant of many words neither to erre and go astray from the scope he first aimed at Heere is no battologie no vaine babbling but very few words nay but one sole word and that is not ociosum verbum an idle word shee shall giue no account thereof she had learnt the first verse of the 39. Psalme which Pambo was nineteen years a learning I sayd I will take heed vnto my wayes that I offend not with my tongue Shee spake this one word to the Word who himselfe vsed not many words for his 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 was his opus his 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 was his res his fiat was his fuit He spoke but the word and they were made Heauen and Earth and Sea and Hell and all that in them is Thus this Rabboni saith I will be thou whole bee it as thou beleeuest so thy faith hath saued thee Hee vses no faire flourish of the ignorant Empericke who brings his Patient into a trance by needlesse words of Art Thus hee sayes Talitha Coumt to the Damosell and 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 to Lazarus Iazarus come forth Thus when the cheefe Ruler askt him Art thou Iesus the King of the Iewes Hee answers neuer a word but 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Thou sayest it And thus this Rabboni cals her by one word Mary This is the dropping of the word Ezech. 20. And thus sayes Iob super illos stillabat eloquium meum my talke dropped vpon them Iob 29. Thus Mary becomes an excellent Scholler of so worthy a Tutor she speaks but one word but this one word comprized a great deale more then what shee spake as that of Caesar in the Senate when he saw Brutus his own adopted Heire to stab him 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 saies he Etiam tu mi fili What and thou my sonne Brutus So that of Eliah vnto Naaman 2 King 5. lech le shalom Goe in peace Heere Mary vtters but one sole word Rabboni And ô thou blessed Rabboni set a watch ô Lord before our lips that we offend not with our tongues Rabboni List ô list vnto her heauenly tang her sweetest straine see how diuinely she runs descant heere is the curious Diapasωn of her soule which harmony fals not vnder the censure of euery vulgar vntutoured eare for this heauenly name comprizeth all the names of Christ as hee is Iesus a Sauior Christ the Annoynted Gnimmanuel God with vs c. In all these is he Maries and our Rabboni Mel in ore melos in aure Iubilus in corde Hony to the mouth melody and harmony to the eare and a Iubile to the heart He it is who after the striking with the diuine finger of affliction begets true concord and reconciliation betweene God and vs. Harken I pray attentiuely to her insinuated diuision O my deare Lord and sweet Sauiour my Master the loue of my soule whom I haue sought thus long sorrowing Where hast thou harboured and lodged all this while O thou precious Balme of Gilead why wast thou thus long locked vp from thy true Loue from my sad soule all all forlorne and wounded and gashed with greefe Thou whose liuely Idaea diuine character and faire feature my soule hath copied out of my senses that were the first Pen-men of thy perfections blessed in that they haue seen thee and heard thee whose exact pourtraiture and liuely lineaments of face are there more fairely limbed forth then that which thine owne pure hands did reach vnto Agbarus King of Edessa impressed on the handkerchiffe if credence may bee giuen vnto that O my Lord whom I haue euer set as a seale vpon my heart and as a signet on my right hand for whose sake I haue payed vnto the Aire many a sigh and many a sob the subsidies of mine indebted soule and vnto the earth many a brinish and salt teare the tribute due vnto my deare Lord. Where wast thou ô good Lord Whither wandredst thou out of thy new Sepulcher What sacrilegious impious hands did steale thee away Or didst thou by thy Diuinity steale thy selfe away For sure I deeme it an omnipotent diuine no humane hand tooke thee away O my Lord my Rabbi my Rabboni my Teacher my Preacher my Conuerter my Sauior I cannot I will not forget thee though thou wert a great while longer absent still my memory shall bee the Register of all thy benefits the true Recapitulatour and Treasurer vp of all thy kindnesse My tongue sent in Embassie from my princely heart shal euer send forth such streams of thankfulnesse as it first receiued frō thy sacred flow ô thou Ocean of all blisse Thou art the Manna Angels food the food I fed vpon I feed vpon my daily bread my supersubstantiall bread my To morrow bread my bread that lasts for euer the bread which I most now hunger after for man liueth not by other bread onely but by thy word ô thou euer-blessed Word What haue I once more happily set eye on thee whose glorious face the Angels Seraphims and Cherubims those watchfull Sentinels of Heauen desire euer to behold and are neuer glutted with thy glorious presence and sweet resemblance And haue I once more heard thy pleasant voyce who hast the words of eternall life and neuer any man spoke like this man O thy face is comely thy voyce is sweet Thy lips drop down pure myrrh thy loue ô Lord to me is better then wine henceforward will I neuer serue other Master I will euerlastingly serue thee I 'le neuer weare any other liuery but Christ Iesus our Sauiours crimson one for hee it is that came from Edom with red garments from Bozrah who treads the wine-presse of Gods wrath alone I will euer follow thee ô Lord per tesqua vepres dumeta praecipitia thorow all the craggy thorny steepy places of this world thorow thicke and thin I will be another Ionathan whose soule shall euer bee souldred and glued vnto thee ô thou the eternall Dauid I will follow the Lambe where euer he goeth I will account all as drosse and dung

RABBONI Mary Magdalens Teares Of Sorrow Solace The one for her Lord being lost The other for Him being found In Way of Questioning Wondring Reioycing 1. Quest. Whether it were Hee 2. Wond That it should be Hee 3. Reioy That indeed it was Hee Preached at S. Pauls Crosse after the Rehearsall and newly reuised and enlarged By Thomas Walkington Doctor in Diuinity and Minister of the Word at Fulham LONDON Printed by Edw. Griffin for Richard Whittakers and are to bee sold in Pauls Church-yard at the signe of the Kings Head 1620. To RABBONI My deare Lord and Master my soueraigne Sauiour IESVS IF all our limbes ô Lord were turned into tongues they all were far vnfit and most vnable to limbe and pencill frrth thy praises to pay their due debt of dutifull thanksgiuings for all thy gracious mercies and deliuerances Thy heauenly worth may be be much more adored by silence then by our ruder vtterance In lieu of that my humblest deuotion I owe vnto thy Sacred Selfe the Beameling of that euer-glorious Sunne I haue selected no other Patron but Thee ô Lord my sole Aduancer whose deuoted though vnworthy Chaplaine I euer wish to bee To whom I dedicate and consecrate these few lines the true coppy of my loyallest affections the Widowes Mite this poore Corban which I cast into thy Treasury not out of superfluity but meere penury desiring to bee inriched with thine abundant mercy I am ô my Rabboni obliged much more I owe my selfe and that I le pay and would pay more if more I had but all I haue and all that is within me praise thy holy name The good things ô Lord I haue receiued of thy bounteous hands of mercy I merit not and the euills which I haue not receiued at thy hand of Iustice I doe deserue O let mee partake of the sweet influence of thy blessings from the mount Gerisin and free me from thy curses on that mount Ebal I aime not at the guerdon of this respectlesse world the mouldring rubbidge and remainder of our fall the defaced Embleme of our ruine for wee know that euery creature groneth with vs also and trauelleth in paine together vnto this present I breath and pant after true perfection that vnfathomed blisse of thine who will giue me the wings of a Doue hauing the Oliue-branch of peace of conscience and ioy in the Holy Ghost then would I flye away and be at rest and set footing in that thy Celestiall Arke free from all sublunary inundations Let the impure Rauens who vsually adiourne the day of their conuersion continue still to feed on putrid carion the garbidge of transgression and neuer haue any care thither to returne vnto thy Arke againe I sure will feede on Thee the Bread of life the Manna that came downe from Beth-lechem the house of Bread Omnia amarescunt vt tu mihi Domine dulcescas All things of this life doe vtterly distaste my soule like vineger and gall and myrrhed wine in respect of that true gust and relish of thy goodnesse and sweetnes which in this earthly pilgrimage to heauenly Canaan that flowes with milke and hony of eternity thou exhibitest vnto vs all as a viaticum or iournall prouision in that holy Eucharist thy pure flesh our meat thy prizelesse drops of bloud our drinke Lord I haue lou'd the beauty of thine house and the place where thine Honour dwelleth my soule gaspeth after God as a thirsty and dry land where no water is My soule thirsteth for God euen for the liuing God ô when shall I appeare before thy presence There is my true Treasury and there my heart also O good Iesu be vnto me a Iesus a Sauiour thus will I cry with deuout Anselmus and to all that doe beleeue in thee Else when thou sittest on that glorious Tribunall to iudge the quicke and dead when those bookes shall once be opened of all our Item'd accounts and of all our consciences each line writ in capitall red letters accusing vs euery letter condemning vs for the letter kills then with Iob wee 'l say Loe wee are vile and cannot answer thee one of a thousand without thy sweet prompting mercies We humbly beg at thy rich hands by thy brinish teares and precious bloud thou once didst shed and by that vnparalleld loue that shed both teares bloud blot out that Cheirograph the hand-writing of ordinances against vs all Though wee haue committed that which iustly might condemne vs Thou hast nor lost nor forgot that wherby thou canst assoyle and saue vs O say vnto our soules that thou art our saluation O let thy crimson prizelesse drops of bloud that yet thrill and trickle downe thy azur'd veines to each beleeuing soule they being not yet dry let that truest Purgatorie expiate our crimson scarlet sins O our good and gracious Rabboni what are we vile wretches without thee Lodges of sin cages of all impurity lothsome and nasty carcasses scarce fit to bee repast for wormes who iustly might expect and gape for far more dainty morsells satchells full of all corruption vnrinsed vessels of dishonour and fuell for Tophet in Gebenhinnom All our hopes is in thy death ó Iesu thy death is my merit my merit thy mercy and thy mercy the pulley to draw on that death to ransome mee and make mee merit I neuer can be bankrupt in merit so long as thou ô Lord art so rich in mercy O good Iesu my Rabboni thou that didst daigne to descend from the Zenith of all glory to dwell in the Nadir of all obscurity the pure crystalline spring that issued from the boundlesse sea of all blessednesse Thou euer-flourishing Spray and Science of Eternity The delicious Fruit of the Virgins wombe the sacred Inne where thou vouchsafedst to take vp lodging in The Sourcing Fountaine of all Graces and of all our Actions The Hope of all the ends of the Earth The Sanctuary and Refuge of all our sinfull soules The Anchor of our hopes euen from our mothers brests The Crowner of our patient Triumphes Our sweetest Solace and Companion in this wildernesse of Sin as wee goe along vnto the Land of Promise The Hauen and Harbour of our Rest The Consummation of our Blisse Accept ô Lord our meaner sacrifice our Holocaust that Burnt-offering of praise we tender and present vpon the Altars of our hearts wholly enflamed with the loue of Thee O Lord lodge in the poore Tabernacle of our soules bee Thou there entombed ô good Iesu stay thou there in that Sepulcher wherin neuer man as our maine Repose but God and Man was yet layd roll away the heauy Tomb-stone our flintinesse of heart that presseth Thee downe as a Cart with sheafes yet Lord abide there still Abide with vs for it draweth towards night and the day of our life is far spent O let it neuer bee sayd of Thee Resurrexit non est hîc He is risen he is not heere Lord ouer-mantle vs with thy mercy illumine our darkned capacity accept