pleasant time the time of thy most gracious dying Sad in respect of thy torments O blessed Saviour yet pleasant in respect of the unexpressable liberty and endless happiness which by thy powerfull dying we obtain'd Oh Blessed Spirits I cannot now thinke that you were displeas'd with us for your nature doth so concur with his will that it cannot be opposite to it But yet God was angry yea to the very apprehension of his onely Son What else made him cry out so grievously My God Why hast thou forsaken mee God was angry then with his Son for us you had reason then of grief for him not anger towards him but yet sure to see him angry with his Son and to see his onely Son so grievously tormented you could not but be mov'd what then must move you sure it could be nothing but our sins for which he suffered Oh you heavenly Spirits I finde you rejoycing when we had our Saviour born and sure you could not but rejoyce when the worke of our salvation was finished your joy was then intermingled with your sorrow if you be capable of sorrow for you could not but sorrow to see your God so grievously to suffer you could not but rejoyce to see that they on whom you attended should be so happy that by his death they should be admitted to injoy eternall life If you joy at our repentance sure your joy at our forgivenesse and then was the time of our forgivenesse come when he willingly yeelded up his life that we might live eternally then was our debts paid when as thy now glorified body Oh Son of glory was debar'd of the heavenly appearance of thine eternall Godhead Yee blessed Angels yee joyed in your sorrow and not we but our sins were hatefull to you which were the cause of his most grievous suffering More bitter then grim death could be My sin my Lord was unto thee Because I sinn'd my Lord did dye Because he dy'd hate sin will I. On Earthly Love FRom thee O Heaven of glorie flowes that celestiall stream that being taken hath power to make us forgetfull of our earthly love the which must vanish and alone can set us free from those tormenting passions Thou sweet stream having cur'd us of those distempered passions hast then the power to work in our hearts a more peaceable and durable affection earthly affection ever brings distemper sometimes distraction but that sweet love which thou O pearly fountain raisest in our breast flameth in our hearts peace rest joy and it worketh a perpetuall assurance of still injoying what we love wish or can in heart desire My Lord My soule is ravisht with the contemplation of thy heavenly love and I cannot chuse but infinitely admire thy mercies to me thine unworthy servant for grievous were the perturbations which I was subject to when I was infected with the poison-bane of earthly affections the which a time thou wert pleas'd to let reigne and tyrannize in my brest which like a thorne in the flesh not being drawne out by the hand of art lies throbbing and working torment not onely to the place where it hath taken up its abode but brings distemper to the whole body So that unruly passion having taken up his place in my heart did not onely tyrannize there but wrought destraction in my Soul and bred distemper in my body But blessed be thy Majestie for that distemper for in that time of my weaknes thou Oh all-powerfull hand by thy most heavenly art didst draw from my heart that tormenting passion and by the addition of thy heavenly love which thou didst leave in the room thereof thou repairedst in me the breaches that that unrulie passion had made When I was sick I thought that I should dye I did mistake 't was earthly love not I. HOSEA 2. 19. My Contract MY Lord Doth not thy Majestie send thy messages of love and favour to those that will take hold of them and beleeve there shall be a performance of what is promis'd Thy Word tels us That they that beleeve in thee shall have eternall life My Lord I do beleeve it and that this Message sent by thy royal Embassador belongs to mee aswell as to any other I will marry thee to mee for ever Thou art righteous and wilt perform it who would now refuse so great and so good a King I disdain not marriage I desire it with this great Prince who is the Prince of Kings and at whose foot-stool they must one day lay down all their Crowns and bring in all their riches at his command The greatest of them must confess they hold their Scepters of him and to him they must doe service at his will This is a Prince of such exact perfection that I cannot see any thing in him any way to be dislik't When I consider any creature I can finde in it but little to be belov'd but a great deal of inconvenience with it to be dislik't why then should I set my minde on the creature of so little worth and not wholly have my minde intent on the Creator who alone is excellent Most mighty Prince I must confess my self unworthy to be the least servant in the Court of so magnificent a King much lesse to be one who shall have the honour to be marryed to thee but because I doe thinke my selfe unworthy of thee shall I be such a fool to refuse so great a fortune No I will not My Lord I now challenge thy promise for I doe think thou hast prepared me a minde for thy selfe for thou madst me long since to be ambitious of perfection but when I saw it was not to bee obtain'd in this world how slightly did I esteem of all things in it thou having prepared my mind for thy self by the dislike of all imperfect creatures and the love of perfection Thou madst me to see a clear perfection in thy self and wroughst in me a love to thee and because I dare not presume to the thoughts of possessing thee thou seeing my desires sent that comfortable message to me and to all that doe sincerely love thee that thou wil receive us to thy selfe and wilt marry us to thee for ever I being wedded to Heavens King As his blest Spouse must his praise sing The Soules Agitation MY great and glorious God! In what a strange agitation is my Soul being assail'd by two contrary considerations the one of my heavenly bliss in which thou didst at first make me and to which thou hast and wilt in the fulness of time againe restore me the other of the fordid and vile condition in which I had by my rebellion inwrapt my selfe The thoughts of the first fils me with a sweet contenting joy the consideration of the other with a hatefull detestation of my selfe for when I record in my minde how thou at the first mad'st me a creature of a rare composition one part of thine owne divine spirit the other of earth purified by thy
I my deserts consider My judgement thus I must deliver Into the pit and dungeon deep Where Satan is adjudg'd to keep Where fire and brimstone raging be Where pain abides perpetually Into this place of misery There should I goe when that I dye Go leave thy thoughts thy own thoughts leave And from thy God answer receive From that fierce place of misery Thee for to save the Lord did die And though no sin he did commit He of his goodnesse thought it fit To take thy sins and quit them all And bid thee then no more to fall And tells thee thou needs not to fear For why of thee he takes the care And that on earth while thou dost live For tendance on thee he will give His Angels charge thee to protect And be the guard of his Elect His mercy is the onely reason We are secur'd from Satans Treason Felicity I Am my Gods and he doth let me see In hima true and sweet felicity Those springs of joy that rise still fresh in me Proceed my dear sweet heavenly Prince from thee On sudden Death IF thou in hast shalt send for me Great God to live in Heaven with thee Though to some minds it sodain be It is not sodain unto me Heaven LOrd thou dost bring a heaven with thee Then where I am a heaven must be For thou art ever Lord with mee The Giver engaged to the Receiver THou saist thou art ingag'd to me For what I give when I 'm to thee Thou dost accept a gift that 's poor For it I have ten thousand more The Sun Beames THy blessings like the Sunbeams bee Reaching from heaven to earth on me Like a rich Canopy they show Spreading from Heaven doth round me flow 'T is not abundance rich makes me But a sufficiency from thee To my Brother ELiza saies when as she dies Shee 'l banish tears from all your eyes Unlesse for envy you will weep That you could not her blest soul keep From her eternall blisse and joy Tolive with yours in earths annoy When you have brought me to my grave Then tell the world t is what I 'de have Yee need not say you left me dead But say I am laid in my bed Where I shall safely lye and sleep For heavens great Emperor doth me keep 'Mong Kings and Princes that attend Till to our glory we ascend What I Love GIve me a Soule give me a Spirit That flyes from earth heaven to inherit But those that grovell here below What! I love them I 'le not do so The onely bound MY boundlesse spirits bounded be in thee For bounded by no other can they be The Christians happinesse GOds high Spirit shall thee direct His Angels shall thee still protect They shal thee guard while thou dost sleep They from all evill shall thee keep So thou no evill needs to fear Because of thee God takes the care The Retribution IF thou art pleas'd to have my heart Accept it Lord from me Sith thou dost chuse it for thy part I give it none but thee Mine eyes to thee I doe present Accept them now of me For thou unto me hast them lent They doe belong to thee Thus heart and eyes and all are thine That doe belong to me Before I knew that they were mine They were all made by thee Gods Commands easie MY Lord how easie is thy will Do as I would be done unto Thy holy Law I then fulfill And give the Lord his praises due Why should I to another doe What I would not have done to me All praises to thee Lord is due For all we have proceeds from thee Praise GLory to my gracious Lord Who to my wishes doth accord While here I live I must thee praise For as in Heaven I spend my dayes For nought doth here my soul annoy But I possesse a Heaven of Joy And when from this blisse thou'le take me In glorious Heaven my soul shall be The Companion WHo doth an heavenly Muse injoy Regards not this vain worlds annoy Nor can they ever be alone Heavens Muse is there Companion Vpon the losse of my Brother WHen losse of ought would thee torment Cry 't is thy will Lord I 'me content My love must not divided be 'Twixt Earth and Heaven thou 'lt have me see My brother from me thou hast tane But yet content I must remaine A Brother and a friend was he But much more thou wilt be to me When thoughts of absence moves a tear Thy will is that I should forbear He went not but by thy decree And I must not displeased be On the Sun AT height of noon it cannot be That I can fix mine eyes on thee But when at setting I am bold With setled eyes thee too behold Converter of Atheistick thought Thou wert to me when as I sought A remedy against that sin Which I too deep was falling in Some one above thee must make thee Thou govern'd by a God must be Being told she was proud MY body it must surely dye Off to be proud then what have I. Yet proud if they will have me be My high-borne soule it is of thee But Lord my Soul is none of mine Shall I be proud of what is thine As being thine from pride I 'me free It is enough I 'me freed by thee My pleasing Life SWeet quiet sweet obscurity Here in this life best pleaseth me Till from earth's thrall I shall be free To live in glorious blisse with thee When from earths tumults I am free To contemplate great God on thee A heaven of blisse in thee I see How can this life but pleasing be Nothing of thee merit I can But yet when free from thrall of man I can thee serve with heart more free Then from that thraldome still keep me To a Lady unfaithfull Madam THe Prince of heaven being in love with you Did to his glorious Kingdom bid Adieu The heaven he was awhile content to leave To see if you would his chast love receive You did belong to him when he you sent Into the world but you from him soon went And his chast love so pleasing and so sweet You left your wanton Paramour to meet With his unlawfull love you pleas'd your selfe Fye Madam leave him he is but an Elf. See what your dear sweet Prince hath done for you 'T is very strange but yet t is vety true When he did see you wantonize with them Who were professed enemies to him He then with his fierce enemy did fight To reingain you as his ancient right He lost his royal bloud to purchase you How can you then but to this Prince prove true Can you a Coward love and stain your name By being false unto this Prince of fame Your want onlovers actions hate the light And you 'r asham'd to act them in our sight Then here I le tell you if you know not it All your actions and vain thoughts unfit Your true and lawfull Lord doth straight espie He
sees the wanton glances of your eye Think with your selfe and then you will refraine You both your self and your great Lord defame I wonder how you can this vain world love As if you did forget your heaven above And in your ill unlawfull actions live Your God doth freely all things to you give Prove you but constant to his love and true All things are lawfull to be us'd by you The Curse IF thou detainst my right from me I never will wish worse to thee Thou ill enough hast in thy selfe My right to thee will prove an Elf. My Angels will be good to mee But Devils they will prove to thee A Metamorphis strange I see Angels with me Devils with thee Thus while I wish no ill to thee With what I have God will blesse me And will with what thou dost detain Put thee to a most hellish paine This on my Tombe shall written bee When I in Glory am with thee VAin mortals you thinke I am dead You are deceiv'd for I am fled Unto that Kingdome I did chuse when as the earth I did refuse And I in glory now am plac'st And with a Crowne in Heaven am grac'st My soul in fair bright Robes doth shine My Lord methins they 'r like to thine Which in the Mountain did appear Glorious shining bright and clear On marriage LOrd if thou hast ordain'd for me That I on earth must married be As often I have been foretold Be not thy will by me contrould And if my heart thou dost incline Children to have Lord make them thine Or never let 't be said they 'r mine I shall not like what 's not divine I no ambition have for earth My thoughts are of a higher birth The Souls sweet Babes do bring no pain And they immortalize the name The Gift MY Lord hast thou given me away Did I on earth for a gift stay Hath he by prayer of thee gain'd me Who was so strictly knit to thee To thee I onely gave my heart Wouldst thou my Lord from that gist part I know thou wouldst deliver me To none but one belov'd by thee But Lord my heart thou dost not give Though here on earth while I doe live My body here he may retain My heart in heaven with thee must reigne Then as thy gift let him thinke me Sith I a donage am from thee And let him know thou hast my heart He onely hath my earthly part It was my glory I was free And subject here to none but thee And still that glory I shall hold If thou my Spirit dost infold It is my blisse I here serve thee T is my great joy thou lovest mee The choice of my Friend PRay tell the world I did chuse thee Cause thou aspir'st to heaven with mee I did not chuse for earthly state But'cause thou seem'st base earth to hate It was not earth my love did merit 'T was a high and heavenly spirit Thus with heaven I did decree That such a one my friend should be And while our spirits doe aspire To heaven I have my hearts desire And still methinks I am yet free We living both great God in thee The change Great God! HOw hast thou chang'd my thoughts in me For when I thought to be a wife I then did think troubled to be Because I saw most live in strife But thou a husband hast given me Whose sweet discretion doth direct And orders all things so for me As if of heaven he were elect To take all trouble quite from me That earths possession here doth bring And so doth leave me quite to thee Thy praises here to sit and sing Promise Performed MY Lord thou hast perform'd most free What in thy word thou promis'd me That if thy Kingdome first sought wee All things on earth should added bee Thou hast giv'n me earth water aire And heavenly fire which is more rare That heavenly flame thou hast sent me To offer up the earth to thee And if thou pleasest them to take I willingly shall them forsake I 'le not be loth to give to thee What of thy bounty thou gav'st me Plenty thou hast great God in store And if thou please canst give me more If earth thou tak'st and heaven giv'st me A gainer yet I much shall bee Not a Husband though never so excelling in goodness to us must detaine our desires from Heaven MY heart I finde upon her wings Ready to flee from earthly things But that the vertue lives in thee On earth a while retaineth me Not that of life I weary am For what on earth here wish I can From heavens great Prince receive I doe I must most freely tell to you Great blessings from him I injoy And with him I have no annoy Yet these must not retaine my heart Another of me claims his part To heavens great prince I must away No love on earth here must me stay He lent me but awhile to you And now I must bid you adieu My Descent IF any one thinke meane of me 'T is cause they doe not my birth see I did descend from a great King And an Immortall God did spring I 'me daughter to the King of Kings And must contemn base earthly things To heaven's great Prince he married me And now my linage you may see And while I mean am in your eye I often to my glory flye And with my great Prince do abide Where placed by his blessed side With heavenly blisse methinks I 'me crown'd His glorious beams do me surround Where I set and hear the story Of my Prince and see his glory To my Husband WHen from the world I shall be tane And from earths necessary paine Then let no blacks be worne for me Not in a Ring my dear by thee But this bright Diamond let it be Worn in rememberance of me And when it sparkles in your eye Think 't is my shadow passeth by For why more bright you shall me fee Then that or any Gem can bee Dress not the house with sable weed As if there were some dismall deed Acted to be when I am gone There is no cause for me to mourn And let no badge of Herald be The signe of my Antiquity It was my glory I did spring From heavens eternall powerfull King To his bright Palace heir am I. It is his promise hee 'l not lye By my dear Brother pray lay me It was a promise made by thee And now I must bid thee adieu For I 'me a parting now from you My Bill of thanks to Mr. C. THough my words rare thou dost not finde Might not God be prais'd by my minde The heart not phrase God doth esteem To him my heart in them are seen Let men like God my words not minde In them a thankfull heart they finde To praise him is my souls intent For his great blessings he hath sent You said at the end of my dayes God would them bring out to my praise My own praise I regard it
made thee to have thought there was no God then thy God manifested himself to thee when he would have had thee taken pleasure in the vaine delights of this wicked world then thy dear father having a watchfull eye and a carefull minde over thee sent a heavy dulnes into all the powers of thy soul body inforcing thee as it were to leave those earthly vanishes because neither soul nor body could take delight in those things which others call pleasures by reason of thy exceeding heavy dulness Then dost thou my soul think that a most severe punishment on thee from thy father when thou sawest others injoy the blessings of thy God with great contentment Then in the height of this distemper wert thou my soul almost brought to the pit of despair When as the enemy pictur'd before the eyes of thy soul the sad appearance of the anger of thy God and still he persisting in his pernicious temptations bid thee leave his service telling thee it was to no purpose to be so carefull to serve him for thy prayers were not heard thy tears not regarded thy heaviness not removed and if Gods word be true he hears all that cals upon him and removeth from them their griefs Thus subtly delt my enemy with me thinking to havein wrapt me in his hidden nets of most pernicious temptations First making me to think my God was angry then that he heard not my prayers and that his word was falfe thus by consequence faine would he have made me to have doubted of thy being O my eternall and ever-being Father By these snares would he have bereft me of the hope I had in thy word by which I was brought to know thee Thy creatures teach us I acknowledge O Lord to know that there is a God but they cannot teach us to know how to come to this God or how to finde comfort in thee our God 't is onely thy word can declare to us what thou art and thy spirit it is that must assure us that this word is thine It was thy selfe O Lord who art able to performe what thou hast decreed that hast brought this flinty heart of mine to the knowledge of thee My Lord I must needs confess thy powerfull working in framing this heart of mine to the belief of thy word and thee for before thy spirit mollified this heart of mine thy word was to it like water gliding over the hardest marble no whit entring or piercing the same My gracious Lord thy divine Majesty in all the changes and chances of my life hath had a most peculiar care of me for now hast thou taught me to know that those temptations and those perplexities in which my soul was in have been all disposed for the good and happiness of my Soul Now thou makest me to know that thy word is true and that our grief doth work for our good for though our temptations be never so great thou canst and wilt deliver thy children It was thy Majesty that kept me from doubting of thy being it was thy fatherly goodnes that stupified the powers of my Soul and Body with that heavy dulness not because thou wouldest punish me for my sins no! thou didst teach me to know that my gracious Saviour had already indur'd the punishment that my sins deserv'd My Lord thy Majesty did not lay that dejection on me proceeding from thy justice but thy mercy For my God! I must confess to thee that which thou then didst know for then I did love the world more then I loved thee and because thou wouldst have me love the pleasure that should never end thou madst me to take no pleasure in these delights which never end but in sorrow That heaviness was then a bitter pill to purge my Soul from the grosse humours of earthly love that afterwards she may be made more fit and apt to receive the sweet blisse of thine everlasting love This thy love to me kept me from falling into the miserable pit of despaire thy loving kindnesse it was that moved thee to let that word of comfort with which thou sustainest thy servant St. Paul sound ever in my ears That thy grace should be sufficient for me without which grace of thine I not having sufficient strength of my self should have fallen into the gulf of everlasting misery Thy love likewise kept me constant to thee and thy service kept me from doing or saying that in my dispairing thoughts that had not been fit for thy servant to doe or utter Thy unwearied love and great wisdome it was that sent those tryals and temptations to me in my youth that thou mightest sanctifie my youth to thy service and make me carelesse of those pleasures that my young years were too much addicted to For if thy Majesty had suffered me to have run on to have taken pleasure in those vanities till I had been in wrapt in them and had set my whole delight in those vanishing pleasures Then had it been more hard and grievous to me to have left them But thou O my Lord didst deal more graciously with me for before I knew what pleasures meant thou took'st from me the love of pleasure for which great mercy of thine I render thee most hearty thanks My Lord When I consider of these thine infinite mercies I cannot chuse but admire thy goodness and admiring say unto thy heavenly Majesty O Lord what am I that thou shouldest have such a peculiar care of me I am not worthy to be in thy thoughts much more unworthy to be belov'd of thee yet it doth evidently appear that thou dost love me in that thou takest off from me the love of the world for my Lord-unless thou lovest me thou wouldest not have cared for my love and I know that it was in love that thou weanedst me from the world because that I should love thee alone and not the world The Angels Joy YOu blessed Angels by my Father are we honoured to have you for our attendance Sure your lovely faces could not but look sad when my Saviour suffered for methinks it was a sad sight to behold your loving Lord hang tormented on a cursed tree and for those too whose sins caused his torment and then for you to hear him cry out in the bitterness of his Soul My God my God Why hast thou forsaken mee Methinks it should have so incens'd your wrath against us poor mortall creatures that you should have petitioned to your All-powerfull Lord that all humane flesh should have suffered endlesse torment seeing they had so justly deserved it rather then your righteous Lord should have dyed But whether my Soul in the deep consideration of the undeserved suffering of thy righteous Saviour dost thou run Shall the Angels which are our attendants be grieved at our happinesse My Soul wrong not those blessed spirits with such vain thoughts for God was not pleased nor his wrath appeased towards us till that time Oh sad time yet
perfume that ever proceeded out of the earth was joyn'd with the odoriferous scent of righteousnesse from heaven Blessed Ioseph knew thy perfect body needed no imbalming That pure Balsam that came from heaven at the beginning kept thy precious body from corruption On the crosse was all that that was to be suffered in the body finished God would not suffer his holy one to see corruption truth made hast and sprung the third day from the earth and righteousness shewed her selfe from heaven in thee met mercy and truth righteousnesse and peace there kissed each other Now are they in thee conjoyn'd never againe to be separated 'T is not for ignorant man seeing thou hast not reveal'd it to examine what thou didd'st with thy precious soul when thy body was in the grave My Lord I will not search into those secrets kept in thine owne Cabinet Thou hast reveal'd enough to confirme my faith and to make me happy Thou hast told me That righteousnesse looked downe from heaven I will not expect thy coming from any other place The Acknowledgement MY Omnipotent God faine would I say something to thee but I am afraid But shall my womanish fear make thee loose thy glory My God it must not Thy glory must so dazle mine eyes that I must not regard the censure of the world And if thou O all-seeing eye seest ought of my selfe in what I write or say restraine my hand from writing and my tongue from speaking but if thy glory be the intention of my heart let not my hand and tongue be asham'd to confesse that I cannot but see those infinite blessings that thou hast bestowed on me which thou hast not as yet bestowed on all My Lord I were a fool if I did not see them I were a beast if I did not acknowledge them but thou hast taught me to know the onely true God and Iesus Christ whom thou hast sent into the world to take away my sins this wisdome given me by thee inlightens mine eyes to see thy blessings and that I must not be like a beast which receives many favours from thee without acknowledgment Then with infinite thankes I doe acknowledge to thy glory thou hast inriched me with a multitude of thy blessings And that I may know that whatsoever is in me tending to good is from thee there are times that I cannot see any thing that hath any appearance of good in me for when by thy mercies I lay me down in peace to take my rest being happy in the consideration of thy infinite mercies and full of thy goodnes yet in my fleep I finde my thoughts busied in nothing but a multitude of confused follies and vaine imaginations which plainly represent to me my naturall condition that by nature I cannot think a good thought but thou remembring thy mercies in the morning againe restorest to me thy gifts and graces in which I was happy the night before So that thou makest me to lye downe in peace and to rise with joy when I see that thou dost each day renue to me thy heavenly gifts for thou art to me as thou art to all that fear thee the light of my eyes the joy of my heart and a Crowne of glory to my head My Lord shall not these blessings of thine be acknowledged by me to thy praise and glory for fear the world should say I were proud of them Most people glory in something or other and thou hast said Let them that glory glory in the Lord. My God! thou hast heard my prayer that I leanrt of thy fervant that thou wouldst give me a glorying heart and now thou makest me with him to rejoyce in the God of my Salvation My Lord experience hath taught me to know that if I delight in earthly things thou wilt take them from me for thou wilt not have thy children delight in any thing more then in thy selfe But if we love thee thou wilt manifest thy selfe to us and wilt give us more full possession of thy desired selfe But my beloved Lord if after the expression of my excessive joy for being thine I shall through the frailty of mine owne nature and thy sufferance fall into any great transgression to make thee for a while to withdraw from me the pleasing and joyfull light of thy countenance My tender Father assure me that thou wilt againe restore me to the joy of thy salvation here in this world or thou wilt in thy mercy take me to a more full possession of thee in the felicity of thy chosen where I shall perpetually rejoyce with thy children But to make me carefull of my selfe let me remember thy warning Let him tha thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall The invincible Souldier MY Lord the Lord of Hosts I being in sweet security under thy banner cannot but acknowledge with thankes thy mercy to me for the meanes that brought me to this felieity Thou art mercifull to me in letting me be borne of Parents who were listed under thy command and to be brought up by her that did survive who knew thy service was perfect freedom She that was happy in being a Souldier of thine used her authority by love to bring her children under the obedience of that Generall whom she serv'd and â—o make me love him in my child-hood whom her experience had taught to love and admire inforc'd me to read his Royall story wherein I might see his victorio us conquest who was neverfoil'd There did I see his enemies had all their forces from him wherewithall they resisted him His wisdome his power his valour stole into my heart a little desire to follow him But when I came to consider what a great Prince I should serve what impenetrable weapons and armour he had provided for me to defend my self what rewards he had promis'd to give to all that did overcome I began to contemn the thoughts of serving any but that victorious Prince of glory And seeing greaâ— God thou hast bid us take that impenetrable armour I will not willingly ever goe without it Then dear Prince bestow on me the Girdle of Truth and put on me the brest-plate of thy Righteousnes and let my feet be shod with the Gospel of peace and let me have the shield of Faith and set on my head the Helmet of Salvation and instruct me how to weild the Sword of the Spirit and when I am so arm'd I shall not fear the fiery darts of the assailing enemies Though they be principalities and powers and rulers of darknes in this world My Prince whom I serve is a Ruler of those Rulers and will assist me yea the stars shall aid us in their courses against our adversaries That bright morning star shall arise on our side to enlighten us and to dazle and afright our weak-sighted resisters with his exceeding brightness The sweet influence that flows from that over-ruling star shall make us to renew our strength each houre to maintaine the
in heaven doth reign The Pavillion ON thy fair wings most sacred Dove Let me be rais'd with thee on high Unto the heavenly God of Love Where I shal rest me quietly No ill shall there my Dove affright I 'le bid all feare on earth adieu For I am now at such a height As cannot reached be by you In this Pavillion I shall sing Though I may see you fly at me I am assur'd by his bright wing He will not let me wounded bee The Submission MY soul to Heaven would hast fly And there make suit that I may die Because from heaven she is detain'd Lives in a body sometimes pain'd And in her glory cannot be So long as here she stayes in me But that thy will shee doth respect And looks to what thou hast elect And will contented be to stay That here thy will she might obey She wisheth rather to please thee Then in her glory for to bee The Change VAine world when as I loved thee Dire sadnesse still possessed me But since I lernt to dispise thee Sweet joys and gladnesse filleth me The Choice HEavenly treasure In some measure Hast thou here unto me sent Yet I would dye And to heav'n fly To possesse a full content My soul 's sweet joy Nought doth annoy But my body 's sometimes pain'd I cannot bee From all ill free Till bright heaven I have obtain'd Here the story Of thy glory Is that which doth me delight But sure more joy With no annoy Must be in thy Palace bright With speed thy will Let me fulfill And take me to thy heavenly light The Rest FRom Heaven still flows such sweet Celestiall joy That this earths troubles shall not me annoy For I above them shall set safe and free And underneath me shall them gliding see The morning Star BRight morning star of heavenly light Rise to my Soul and banish night And with thy fair bright beams expell Those clouds that make this world like hell And with thy sweet attractive power Raise thou me to thy blissefull bower Where being rais'd let me aye rest Fixt in the Region of thy brest Where like a bright star I shall shine I being array'd in rayes of thine And to the darkesome world shine bright I living in thy glorious light The worlds farewell NOw to the world I bid adieu I 'me hasting better things to view To Heavens faire Palace shining bright It may be I may fly to night And'mong bright Angels spend my time To hear and see but what 's Divine And with an Orient light be clad And live like to the Angels glad For what makes me so joyfull here Cause in thy robes I shall appear Lye thou my body in theeath Till thou shalt gain a better birth From earth thou cam'st spotted with sin And thither so return'st agen When thou art purified then I Shall take thee and thou shalt not dye And when the Trumpet thou dost hear Thou in thy glory shalt appear A King doth come to bring that lott Which he himselfe for thee hath got A Kingdom 't is of joy and glory And now I end my earthly story The Swans FAire Swans you now beyond me go In pleasant Robes like pure white snow But I ere long shall be more bright In faire eternall robes of light Your fair robes fall and fade away But my bright robes shall nev'r decay You sing they say before you dye But when I 'me dead then sing shall I. To a friend at Court REtired here content I live My own thoughts to me pleasure give While thine owne actions anger thee Sweet quiet thoughts contenteth me This blessing sweet retirednesse brings We envy none but pity Kings Christs Kingdome WIth you blest Angels I must sing That brought the news of heav'ns great King That from bright Heaven awhile did part To raise his Kingdome with my heart Before he came there was great strife To lead me to a hellish life But like an humble Babe cam'st thou Yet made those mighty powers to bow Thou didst regain me for thy right For I at first sprang from thy light Satan aside a while drew me But could not keep me Lord from thee When thou hast cast off that foule fin Thy Kingdome in me didst begin And here thou wilt still reign in me Till I shallcome and reigne with thee A thy approach black shades did vanish And from my heart thou fearc didst banish And in their room did light appear And joy instead of dreadly feare Sweet joy and peace thou didst bring me How can I chuse but sing to thee To my great God all glory be Thou plac'st his Kingdome here in me Vaine thoughts banisht A Dieu vain thoughtt Adieu Adieu My Soule no more delights in you You 'r no companion for my spirit I must a heaven of blisse inherit Your darknesse dims my souls cleare fight And you debar me of heavens light When free from you I heaven can view Vain thoughts I now will banish you My intention GO vaine invention get you hence With me make not your residence Court not my Muse with fine invention To praise my God t is my intention Lord let no line be writ by me That excludes or includes not thee Earths honour slighted OF Earthly honour tell not me The vanity of it I see T is like a flower that soon doth rise If ruffly struck it falls and dies But that bright honour which I prise Sweetly springs up and never dies And 's like the Sun whose pleasing ray Doth banish night and bring the day His pleasant sweet attractive light Raiseth me to a heavenly hight With this fair honour being drest I 'me free from fear and live in rest 'T is heavenly honour I esteem All earthly honour vain I deem The one is made to fall and dye I love what bides eternally Luke 20. 36. In that world they shall be equall to the Angels HEre like the Angels let me be And as those blessed spirits free From vaine engagements let me bide And as they with thee still reside Like them I 'me made by my new birth But I 'me still wrapt in robes of earth Through a darke mantle I thee see But oh that I unwrapt may be This blessing now on earth me give That like thine Angels I might live So shall my soul such sweet joys find That earthly things I shall not minde Vpon the morning rise NOw welcome sweet and pleasant Morn Doe you not thinke that I you scorn Cause with a more Orientall light Imbellisht is my blest spirit With thanks I still you entertaine For by your light my eye-fight gain But you are darknesse to that light That is discride by my souls sights Vpon hearing the Birds sing SWeet Birds with you I le set and sing Due praises to our heavenly King Like you me thinks I am as free So made great divine Prince by thee My Robes I Will not now to thee Lord come As I from Adam came But I
will come as in thy Son His Robys shall hide my shame He is my Spouse and my lov'd Lord In him thou lovest me I to thy will would still accord And with him still agree In his bright Robes I will present My selfe to thee and say To doe thy will is my intent In him I thee obey Thou canst not now Lord me reject Thou must me perfect see His beauty both on me reflect I 'me beautifull to thee The Dart. SHoot from above Thou God of Love And with heav'ns dart Wound my blest heart Descend sweet life And end this strife Earth would me stay But I 'le away I 'le dye for love Of thee above Then should I bee Made one with thee And let be sed Eliza's dead And of love dy'd That love defi'd By a bright beam shot from above She did ascend to her great Love And was content of love to dye Shot with a dart of Heavens bright eye Of Poetry POets they say are always poor But t is not they are at thy door They cannot chuse but wealthy be For why Rich poems flow from thee 'T is they that clime the hill is none of thine But goe for aid unto the Muses Nine No wonder though such fools are poor That goe for Alms to a wrong door They seek to them to get their wealth Who have too little for their selfe To the King writ 1644. TO thee Great Monarch of this Isle I send my Babes pray make them smile For yet methinks t is in thy power To make them smile or let them lower They 'r children to that Prince of might Who is the Prince of peace behight Do not with war my Babes affright In smiling peace is their delight My Prince by yeelding won the field Be not too rigid dear King yeeld Examples that are great and high I hope you 'l follow fix your eye On my great prince that is your King He left a Heaven you peace to bring A Kingdome I 'de not have you leave But rather three reform'd receive All blisse and peace I wish to you Let us in peace your presence view To the Queen of Bohemiah LOng since it was by me defir'd To see that Queen so much admir'd But well I knew t' was not for mee Great Princesses to goe to fee. But thraldomes key did let me out And trouble brought my wish about By thraldome then I freedome gain'd By trouble my desire obtain'd I then did see her so admir'd And thy rich graces Lord inspir'd A minde so great and bravely beare What in the most breeds care and feare A spirit high so humble bee To deigne her sweet regards to me Her I admire and for her pray On earth she may live many a day And when this earth she shall forsake That into heaven thou wouldst her take Where ou a Throne she may be Crown'd And with bright Angels compast round The Lover COme let us now to each discover Who is our friend and who our Lover What art thou now asham'd of thine I tell thee true I me not of mine And you will say when you him see That none but he defir'd can bee He is the onely pleasing wight Whose presence can content my sight For He 's the purest red and white In whom my soule takes her delight He to the flowrs heir beauty gives In him the Rose and Lilly lives His pleasant haire with feemly grace Hangs by his faire sweet lovely face And from his pleasing eyes do dart Their arrows which do pierce my heart These beauties all are richly grac'st For on his head a crown is plac'st Of glory which doth shine so bright As mortall eye can see this light This lovely Lord's the Prince of Peace In him my joyes will still increase For he 's the true and constant friend Whose love begun will never end From Heaven he came with me to dwell And sav'd my soul from direfull hell 'T is he alone my heart doth gaine That keeps me from eternall pain While here I live here he will bee Death cannot separate him from me And when I dye he will me place Where I shall ever see his face Into his glory hee 'l take mee This doe I know this shall you see And now you know my loved friend My loves begun it will not end The renowned King LAdies if beauty you desire Or to high fortunes doe aspire Come now with me I have descride A Prince that to all can you guide He is a King of great renown And on your head can place a Crowne And with immortall beauty blesse Can you wish more yet wish no lesse If you desire this Prince to see Then leave the world and goe with me To true Elisian fields I 'le guide You where I this great Prince espi'd The holy leaves of Sacred writ Are those Elisians there let 's gett Where with joy we shall him finde This glorious Prince will please your mindâ— He 's like the Rose in Sharon fields Pleasant to sight and sweetnesse yeelds With sweet and faire from his bright face The Lilly and the Rose gets grace With serious thoughts now him behold If you him love you may be bold And in his presence ever bee His beauty will reflect on thee If thou get beauty from his face He will you take from your mean place And on his Throne he will set thee Where with his Crown thou crown'd shalt bee That beauty still with thee will stay Time will not carry it away That Crowne shall no man take from thee But thou shalt wear 't eternally To my Sister S. S. SWeet Sister Let us in Heaven greet Since here on earth we cannot meet Hard by that stream of Christall pure To meet thee there I will be sure That streame which from this Throne doth rise Whose waters pure cure our ill eyes Then let us sit us downe and rest No enemies shall us there molest Le ts leave our bodies here as dead When thus our Soules to heaven are fled Where we possesse a ravisht joy When as the world lies in annoy Let 's take those waters now and drink 'T will make us then no more to think Of these base follies here below Dear Sister let us both doe so Then let us set us down and tell By whom we were redeem'd from hell T' was he that sits on you bright Throne Wrought our redemption all alone Who would not now their soules prize high For whom so great a Prince did die Come let us up those streams and see Where those bright glories sitting bee There Three in One conjoyn'd we see And yet each Person differing be There sets our powerfull God alone Upon his glorious heavenly Throne At his right hand sits his dear Son Oh! Who would think he 'd let him come From that bright Throne to suffer here And for our sakes vile to appear Ten thousand thousand Angels bee Tending about his Throne you see They sing the praises of that King Oh hear how
heavenly art and built up fit for a Temple for thy divine greatnesse to inhabite these thoughts fill me with a pleasing contentment But when the consideration of my vile condition in which by my too much yeelding to please my earthly companion comes into my minde I then hate my selfe for I have thereby made my self subject to all painfull diseases yea to mortality by my intemperance for how justly might I have pleas'd my selfe in the lawfull and temperate use of all thy other creatures and could not a whole world of pleasures content us but we must take that one forbidden My God! I am to my selfe a hatefull creature how much more must I needs be to thee whose eyes can behold no impurity but my dear Father look not now on me as I have cloath'd my self but look on me as new arrai'd by thy blessed Son the King of Saints And to settle the disturbed motion of my mind send downe a beam from thy glorious divinity that might so inlighten the eyes of my Soul that I might now behold my selfe as cloathed with thy self for thou wert pleas'd to cloath thy divine nature with my mortality that my mortall nature might be made immortall by being joyned to thy divinity My great God! these thoughts will not onely take off my hatred from my self but I fear if it be possible make me too much love and admire my selfe but it cannot be for that bright beame from thee makes me see my selfe not but in thee and with these thoughts hast thou so rais'd my Soul beyond what it was that I see my self cloath'd with the bright white robes of thy pure innocence for thou knowest no sin I now look on my selfe as sacred and on this flesh as immortall onely because it hath spoâ—ted it selfe with sin after thou hadst made it purer then the common earth therefore in the earth must it be laid again to be purified till it be fit to be new built up a glorious structure for her divine companion Then wilt thou take us both up into thy glorious habitation where we shall not be capable of doing any thing that shall any more cause us to part from our selves or thee I once immortall was Lord made by thee I that bliss lost But I againe it see Restor'd with more great Prince of Saints to me The Contempt of the World MY Gracious God! Doe I offend thee if I contemn the world I finde thy blest Apostle counting all but dung in respect of the knowledge of thee then by his example I hope I offend thee not but yet when I consider it is thy workman-ship which is most excellent and thou hast given it to the sons of men I cannot but call my thoughts in question with some suspition of fear of offending thee for my dear God! I confess that what I see most desired by people for themselves or for others is to me most displeasing and distastefull My powerfull God! if I doe not offend thee in it still keep me in this minde if I doe root out as it is my daily prayer this contempt and all things else that within me disliketh the pure eyes of thy divine Majesty My Lord Somewhat to clear my selfe to the world that I doe not offend in this point for thou knowest my heart I doe not contemn any thing in it as thinking meanly of it as thou hadst made it My great God! thou madest all things good at the beginning but since the making of them the perfection of all things is much changed Our sins altered the purity of all things in the world then as it is made sordid by our sins I distaste those odde things I see pleasing to the most But my Lord This may draw me into another inconvenience and make some thinke I thinke better of my selfe then of others for distasting those things sullyed with sin But I know thou wilt answer for me that I confess to thee that by nature I am sinfull addicted to love those things soyled by our sins so that it doth not make me think well of my self but it makes me love and admire thee the more when I see thy abundant mercy to me in giving me a minde so contrary to the most for I doubt not but thou hast made many in the world as happy as thou hast made me in giving them such a minde For my deare Father What do they atchieve when they attaine that here which they desire a few conveniences accompanied with ten thousand troubles fears and distastefull cares for I have often heard some express how happy they should be but for such and such inconveniences when I having food and raiment sufficient and possesse a heaven of felicity in thee am happy without a But. The Royal Gods MY Lord With what a Title hast thou honored the Kings of the earth I have said yee are Gods and the Children of the most high Thou hast given them that Title their desires pretended too to be Gods and to be of their race they that knew not thee my great God! nor from what true immortall race they sprung yet would have the world think them to be of divine linage and themselves to be gods And shall not wee who know from whom and by whom Kings reigne think our Princes to be as they are stil'd by that great King who set them to reigne for him God forbid but that we should so think of them and they of themselves He is the great God of the world and hath set them as lesser Gods under him to governe and protect that people over which he hath plac'st them The people must then honor their King as a God under him not observe or adore him above him and hee must esteem himselfe as a God â—ooâ— if he be of that great immortall race he will not degenerate but will be like to him He will be like a fiery pillar in the night of ignorance and darknesse to direct them which way they shall walk and as a cloud in the day of persecution to keep them from the pursuing adversary he will my God with thee hide them under his wings and they shall be safe under his protection hee will be just too punishing those who seek the destruction of thine and his people His bowels of mercy will be extended and he will not punish according to their deserts and rather then destruction shall shall come to thine and their people they will follow the example of that renowned Prince thy first-born Son they will with him a while leave their glory and take up with him an humble deportment and cry with him Thy will be done not mine They thus imitating thee their great patterne shall be blessedt by thee with eternall renown and crowned by thee in immortal glory but first thou hast said They must dye like men The Rule MY Lord What an infallible rule hast thou left us to know whether we be thine or no for if the preaching of
the Gospel of our blessed Saviour Jesus Christ be to us foolishnesse and as a thing we delight not in we may justly feare we are to perish but if it be esteem'd by us the power and excellent wisdom of God which delights our hearts we may be confident we shall be sav'd for the preaching of the Gospel is to them that perish foolishnesse but to us that are saved it is the power of God 1 Cor. 1. 18. PSALME 119. 165. The Soules Peace MY great God! how often dost thou make us to see and by experience to know the truth of thy most sacred Word 't is great peace indeed that they possesse who love thy law thou keepest them in such secure and pleasant pavillions that nothing shall ofiend them they must speak to thy praise whom thou hast blest and if I have been thought too mean to speake in the praise of an earthly King My God I cannot but confess my self too mean too ignorant to speak off and in the praise of the Majesty of Heaven But Oh thou greatest and highest Ruler of all the Great on earth under whose feet lye all their crownes of Majesty Thou hast told us thou art to respector of persons but thou acceptest of the prayers and praises of thy meanest creatures Then must my Soul speak to the praise of thy Sacred Majesty for the peace that thou hast given mee since the time that thou hast taught mee to love thy Law thou hast made me to delight in the multitude of peace thou hast given me peace in thee thy blessed Son set me at peace with thee and I have such a peace in thee that all the oppsition of the world cannot take from me I am at peace with thy servants I am sure they will not hurt me I am at peace with thy creatures for thou hast made the stones and beasts af the field to be at league with them that feare thy name I passe by thy creatures and thorow them without fear for they are at peace with me But canst thou my Soul say thou thus possessest a happy peace withall No I cannot for then they that have sought to disturbe my peace by their odd untruths will tell me I said not true for I have seen and felt their Arrows of uncivill war strike against my heart But my God thou hast so strongly arm'd it that their arrows have recoyl'd back and not pierc'd my heart How can I chuse then most blessed and sweet finger of Israel but speak in thy own words Great peace and rest shall all such have As doe thy Statutes Love No danger shall their quiet state Impaire or once remove The Support MY Lord When in my young years the consideration of thy infinite mercies had penetrated my heart I confess there was with it an earnest desire in me to doe or suffer something whereby I might manifestâ—â— my love to thy Majesty for those great unexpressable favours that thou hast deigned to bestow on me thy unworthy servant But then had I no other thoughts in me but that if the contrary Religion which then too much abounded had prevail'd I then might have offered up my life in flames with devotion to manifest my love to thee But now thou hast turn'd the tide and art pleas'd to suffer two great powers to rise both professing to maintain the truth of our Religion so that now thou hast taken off my thoughts for suffering so for thy sake but thou hast put me on another My Lord â— I will not say worse for me for whatsoever is done by thee with me or by me I am confident it is the best and fittest for me though death to some spirits be easier to bear then reproachfull speeches And I confesse with impatience heretofore did my unruly Spirit detest reproachfull words and thought a religious death far better For my Lord thou knowest what reproaches and slanderous speeches they are subject to that professe thy name or declare thy mercies to them But let them now speak and in their speech declare their little love to thee my Lord and their malice and spite to thy children thou shalt set my spirit beyond the reach of their contempt where with a holy contempt with thee I shall laugh such fools to scorne And now I dare not say I am an ignorant woman and unfit to write for if thou wilt declare thy goodness and thy mercy by weak and contemptible means who can resist thy will My gracious God I will be now so farre from being unwilling to doe it that I will not rest till I have done it for in all ages thou wilt not leave thy selfe without a witnesse of thy mercy and goodnesse to thy children and therefore I will send out my words to speak thy praise and as thou hast made them comfort to some troubled mindes so I wish they may be to more when they shall see the truth of thy mercifull dealing with me and how thou hast made me so happy in this world as my heart can wish for thou hast given me my hearts desire and hast fulfil'd the request of my lipps for there is not that thing in the world that I can desire more then what thou hast given to me For long since my Lord when thou hadst given me sence to see that no earthly thing though never so excellent or pleasing could give us a perfect contentment then made I my prayer to thy divine Majesty that thou wouldst be pleased to give me that which the world could not give and though I confesse I did then think it was unpossible ever to possesse a true content in this world yet my dear Father I must now aske thee pardon for those misdoubting thoughts for I have seen thou canst give us a joy and a true content beyond the expression of our souls in this world for when we possesse thee with and in thy creatures we injoy a felicity that fils our hearts with an unexspressable delight My Lord when thou art pleased to manifest thy selfe unto our souls thou bringest all that can be desired Death that to some natures the mention of it is bitter to thine thou mak'st it a pleasing companion and with paine thou makest them pleas'd and happy and for the bitter speeches of the world which thy children must heare thou mak'st us to forget or contemne them I must confesse to thy honour my great King that thou makest me not to remember the bitternesse of this life thou answering me with such joyes in my heart and thus wilt thou at length my gracious God blesse all thy children that with an upright minde and a sincere heart doe earnestly seek their happinesse alone in thee and not from the world PSALME 85. 10. The Perfume IN thee most blessed Prince are those two excellent ingredients mix'd which yeeld so sweet a sent to the world that no corrupted aire of our unsavoury enemy is able to disperse Thy most blessed body the sweetest and truest