Christ The woman will not dive so deep To dispute his Commissions extent To whom he was to whom he was not sent But kindly came and humbly him ador'd Prest her suit and cries out Help me O Lord. It is not meet to cast to dogs the bread Says Christ with which the children should be fed She storms not at a Dog 's disgraceful Name But wifely makes advantage of the same Since I 'm a dog saith she for crumbs I plead Give me some crumbs Lord of children's bread Christ praised her great faith and did fulfil All her desire and gave her all her will. Tho Christ withdraw seek him he will appear He hears thy cry when he seems not to hear Tho he seem strange unto him kindly come Tho thou be call'd a dog yet seek a crumb If Satan say thou art a reprobate That by a dispute dark and intricate Concerning secret things and depths profound He may affright thee and thy mind confound Listen not to a lying murthering cheat Enter not with him on that great debate Come on Christ's call effectual vocation Will free thee from the fears of reprobation All whom he draws are called in effect And were from all Eternity elect But if thou say I fear the bitter smart Of a repenting prickt rent broken heart I must confess my sins with grief and tears And watch against my lusts with careful fears And thus my mirth is marr'd and my gladness Is turn'd to grief and melancholly sadness I answer that it is of God's free grace That for repentance there is any place Justice might say go weep in Hell and burn It 's grace that says Sinner repent and turn The pricking of the heart lets out the sin Which festers and destroys when kept within It 's for thy health that thy hard heart be rent That so thy vile impostume may be vent It 's not a Foe 's but a Physician 's wound God breaks the heart to make it whole and sound The Lord doth heal the broken in their heart Their pain is gain there 's pleasure in the smart There 's peace and safety in their watchful fears The Oil of Joy is mixt with Gospel-tears The Lord is broken by our whorish heart Should not our heart then break with grief and smart When Christ was bound our sins did make the bands They were the Nails that pierc'd his feet and hands They were the Thorns that tore and rent his head They were the Spear that made his heart to bleed The lashing Whips the Fists that did him beat They made his body weep a bloody sweat His outward pains the Agony within His troubled soul procured were by sin Look on him whom thou pierced Oh! look on still That grief thy heart and tears thine eyes may fill That kindly thou maist weep and mourn like one Who mourneth for a first and only Son. Sin is against the Lord breaks his laws It mars his Image and from God withdraws Thy sin doth vex and grieve the holy Sp'rit Should thou with grief for sin contrite They shall find mercy who confess and turn Comfort is promised to these who mourn The Oil of Joy the Lord for mourning gives And he the humble contrite heart revives If godly sorrow will not thee destroy It tends to life its tears are seeds of joy Gospel-grief which melts the heart aright Is sweeter far than all the world's delight And even godly grief the sweeter then All the delights of all the sons of men Who can the peace of God who doth transcend And pass all understanding comprehend Their Joy that 's full of glory who is able To express for it is unexpressable Christ calleth on thee Sinner to repent And he exalted is for this intent To give repentance and remission Imploy him to remove thy heart of stone They who are turn'd from sin to God by grace Find Wisdom's paths both pleasantness and peace The Word the Sacraments Prayers and Praise Are lightsome pleasant and delightsome ways Blessed is he who knows the joyful sound And who can say O Lord thy words were found I did them eat and thy word was to me My heart's delight and joyful melody Admire the Lord's low condescendency That he would speak and write to such as we And write so plainly that each hungry one Tho simple findeth food to live upon And so sublimely that the Learned might Not nauseate but search desire delight And in such useful sweet variety For to prevent loathing satiety Here Histories of grace and ancient things Of persons good and great of Saints and Kings Examples rare of Faith and Self-denial Of patience under the fiery Trial Of hope when Sense spoke nothing but despair Of Love over-coming ill with good O rare Of Fortitude join'd with a broken Sp'rit Of warlike courage in a heart contrite And wit to rule an Army and a Nation With wisdom that made wise unto salvation But O! the History of Histories So full of Miracles and Mysteries The Son of God his Incarnation His coming with life and salvation These good news are and will be ever fresh That God was manifested in the flesh And dwelt with us then on the Cross did die Rose from the Grave ascended up on high Much may be seen of God in the Creation But he 's more clearly seen in man's salvation For here appears God's wisdom manifold His spotless Justice doth it self unfold Suing the guiltless Surety till he died Not quitting him till he had satisfied Here Love shines bright as in its proper place Upon the Mercy-seat the Throne of Grace Lo this is love God who is Love did give His Son to death that Enemies might live His own beloved loving lovely Son Only begotten with his Father one In Essence one in Mind and one in Will who all his Father's Precepts did fulfil Who holy harmless spotless was yet he Got a command for the lost sheep to die To die both in their stead and for their good To wash away their sins with his own blood Christ lov'd the Father and he lov'd the sheep And so took pleasure this command to keep O matchless love it passeth all degree The Judge doth for the Malefactors die It was his meat to do his Father's will His work to finish Righteousness fulfil He went from place to place still doing good Healing the sick giving the hungry food Delivering from all maladies and evils Relieving them who were opprest with Devils He was most meek lowly in heart and mind Most merciful most affable and kind Easie he was to be intreated all Who call'd him found him ready on a call When called to a Marriage he went And made their water wine when wine was spent When call'd he went with Publicans and Sinners And even with Pharisees unto their Dinners All who did come for good got all they sought And often better than they askt or thought The man sick of the Palsie laid before Christ on a bed seeks health Christ giveth
makes changes strange of things It life from death sweet from bitter brings Peace out of trouble out of darkness light Out of the Eater meet from grief delight What of it self did to destruction tend Grace makes it in salvation to end As for Christ's Cross be not at it offended For it can never be enough commended O! it 's a holy pleasant stately thing To be conform'd to him in suffering Remember oft his oft repeated word The Servant is not greater than his Lord It is enough and very fair that he Who 's a Disciple as his Master be Is thy condition mean canst thou not find Accommodation unto thy mind Hast thou no harboury no house nor hold To shelter thee from storms look and behold The First-begotten to the world brought in In an Out-house and not into the Inn. He unto whom the Angels worship paid Is in a Manger not a Cradle laid Foxes have holes and each fowl hath its nest Christ had not whereupon his head to rest Want'st thou wherewith to buy thy daily bread Some of their substance to him ministred Or art thou from thy Native Soil exil'd Christ driven was to Egypt when a child Art thou reproached Vile iniquities Were cast on him calumnies and lies Vile drunkenness sensual gluttony Collusion with Devils blasphemy Madness deceit and friendliness to vice And all that crafty malice could devise Was charg'd on him whom they proclaim'd abroad An Enemy to Coesar and to God. Do Friends turn Foes or do they faint and flee From thee in straits to Jesus turn thine eye His own Disciples did leave him alone They to their own were scattered and gone He was by Judas traiterously betrayed By Peter thrice most shamefully denied Art thou a Prisoner and hardly used Pursu'd to death and scornfully abused Christ as a Thief was apprehended bound As a mock-King in purple cloath'd and crown'd With pricking Thorns a Reed put in his hand As a mock-Scepter then they do command That he hood-wink't should tell who did him smite To shew at him as Prophet their despite They spit on him and scourge him cruelly And lead him out upon a Cross to die A lingring shameful painful cursed death On which he bore our sins and divine wrath These were the weights that did his soul distress His sweat was blood when bruised in this press The Cross as Christ hath left it we may say Is light Christ took its greatest weight away He wrath the bitterness of death drunk up And left no vengeance in his peoples cup For wrath and death he love and life puts in Which Marab's waters make more sweet than wine Take up his burden it is light and meet And drink his cup it healthful is and sweet To bear about the dying of sweet-Jesus Will not us kill but quicken strengthen ease us They 're highly honoured who suffer shame For Jesus sake and for his glorious Name Reproach for Christ is Riches much more great Than Egypt's Pleasures Treasures Honours State Shame for him honour is and loss is gain In death for him is life and ease in pain When all day long they 're killed for his sake Like sheep for slaughter burned at a stake They Conquerors and more than Conquerors prove Through him who them eternally doth love Turn thine eyes from the dark side of the Cross On which appears dishonour pain and loss And turn upon the lightsome side thine eye Where pleasure gain and glory thou maist see Christ's own Example will us best direct How of the Cross to take a right prospect The Son of man is glorified he said And God in him is also glorified If God in him thus glorified be God shall in him himself straight glorifie He Glory saw in being crucified He saw God by his suffering glorified He saw the heavenly glory to ensue Keep still this Triple Glory in thy view Sigh not then at the Cross as sad and sorry But shout in triumph Glory glory glory Live to God's Glory for his Glory die It is thy Glory God to glorifie If by thy death God glorified be Thou shalt in Glory live eternally They who with Christ do suffer with him reign And bearing palms eternal triumph sing If for the Name of Christ reproach'd thou be The Spirit of God and Glory rests on thee These momentary crosses which are light Work endless Glory of exceeding weight Yet go not from thy way to seek a cross Follow thy calling to God's way keep close That Cross which thy wise Lord for thee thinks meet Is in thy way in the great King 's High-street That thou must take it up or else go wrong Medling in what doth not to thee belong If in thy sufferings thou wouldst have delight See that thy call be clear the cause be right Take up thy Cross in Christ's Name and his strength That of thy race thou maist run all the length Pray to be strengthen'd by his glorious might To suffer with all patience and delight Tho thou wert burned yet if thou hast not Love burning will not profit thee a Jot Unto thy hungry Enemy give food Love those who hate thee vanquish ill with good And pray that those who do impoverish thee With the true riches may enriched be That they who cause thee wander far abroad May from their wand'ring be reclaim'd to God. Those who from Earth pursue thee till thou die Endeavour to draw them to Heaven with thee Our blessed Lord when hanging on the tree Prayed for those who did him crucifie He to his Father for their pardon pray'd And did say for them all that could be said How far was Stephen from leaving of his death On those who ston'd him witness his last breath He kneel'd and cri'd this sin Lord do not lay To their charge Thus in love he slept away O lovely blessed sleep O sure 't will be A heavenly thing in love to live and die Love is the way to Heaven love is the flame In which the soul surmounts the starry frame This is the work and life of Saints above To love and loved be for God is love He 's light and love he freely doth impart Light to the mind and goodness to the heart With his resplendent Glory fill thine eye And in his goodness place thou all thy Joy. Come see and taste Come come and taste and see With goodness fill thy heart with light thine eye The Father Son and Spirit Persons three Who are in Essence one do call on thee To come from dolesome darkness unto light From ill to good from sorrow to delight From death to life from guilt to righteousness From the vile filth of sin to holiness From want to fullness from weights which thee load To rest and ease from Satan unto God From Hell to Heaven from lusts base drudgery To that high service God to glorifie Not that we can unto his Glory add For it is boundless He hath ever had And hath and shall have to
Shall torture thee to all eternity Now tell me Soul what thy Objections are Is it Christ's Yoke Rod Cross that doth thee scare His Yoke is easie and his Burthen light His Laws not grievous but the Soul's delight All his Commandments are holy just good And better far than thy appointed food They sweeter than the Honey-Comb shall prove For all his Laws are summed up in love The love of God who is the chiefest good And of our Neighbour our own flesh and blood To the in hatred is on Earth a Hell But it 's a Heaven on Earth in love to dwell Shouldst thou not love the Lord with all thy heart Who goodness is and doth good impart With all thy soul since he 's the God alone Which to the soul gives satisfaction With all the mind for he doth fill the mind And cannot be by finite thoughts confin'd With all thy strength Thy Powers are not able Him to desire as he is desirable Tho all thy soul to th' utmost thou extend It cannot boundless goodness comprehend Love sweetly joins the heart to God alone And other gods before him will have none It will have none on Earth or Heaven above But God for its desire delight and love The Spouse disdains this is love's holy pride By Christ's companions to turn aside To please the Lord love doth the soul dispose And with his will in every thing to close Love worship's God according to his mind And loves to be within his will confin'd Love fears his Jealousie and stands in awe To take ought from or add ought to his Law. It casts all worship forged by man's will And doth the sale of Idol-mongers spill Love God and then his glorious Name to thee As precious Ointment poured out will be Strongly yet sweetly Love will thee restrain From taking his most holy Name in vain Love God so Sabbath-days from morn till night Shall be by thee accounted a delight These Sabbaths of the Lord are holy blest Love's tristing times Feast-days and days of Rest Then the beloved blesseth Saints with grace And glory then they see his lovely face He entertaineth them in holy rest Days in his Courts of all days are the best From love to God neighbourly love doth flow From this sweet root this pleasant plant doth grow Since man was made in Gods similitude Since all men are of the same flesh and blood It 's for God's honour and our own behoof That we our Neighbour as our selves should love The light of Nature cries it's righteous To do as we would men to do to us If thou thy neighbour love thou wilt delight To keep him blameless and to do him right Love turns Superiors to Fathers kind And makes them of a condescending mind Love bounds their wrath moves to commiseration Love tempers rigour pleads for moderation When Justice matcht with Mercy sweetly reign Then all of Justice and of Mercy sing Blest is the land in which the law of love Doth rule in those below and those above Love maketh Equals deal with one another As every one were one another's brother Where Love prevaileth in inferiors It makes them kindly honour higher powers Love envies not superiors higher place But doth in God's Order still acquiesce Love maketh Subjects patient and mild Like to a kindly tender hearted child Who tho injur'd with grief and shamefac'dness Conceals his Father's faults and nakedness Love maketh man abhor man's blood to shed â—ince God hath man in his own Image made To sinful Anger Hatred Envy Spite Malice Revenge Love is most opposite Pure love destroys vile filthy lusts and flies From Fornications and Adulteries â—t purifies the heart and guards the eye And will not wrong a Neighbour's chastity He who is loving seeks his Neighbour's wealth And wrongeth none by Rapine or by stealth Love is most tender of a Neighbour's Name It thinks no evil and will not defame It loveth truth and doth abhor all lies False-witnessing reproaches calumnies Love is contented well with its own lot And what belongs to others covets not It 's opposite to the first inclinations Which tend to ill to sinful delectations Since Love's the end and sum of all the Law It 's pleasant in Love's easie yoak to draw The Law of Love is holy good and just But Oh! the lawless Law of sin and lust Like to a stinking humour spoils the taste Of Lust-sick men that the sweet food distaste To man's stiff Neck which galling lust doth spoil The Yoak seems hard which softer is than Oil. Yea no meer man is able since the Fall To keep these perfect Laws but breaks them all And every sin deserves God's curse and wrath Both in this present life and after death Yet O poor sinner turn not desperate Since with the Father there 's an Advocate Even Jesus Christ the Righteouss who hath Fulfill'd the Law appeas'd revenging wrath He hath the Law establisht answered All that it did demand or threatned Justice hath found a Ransom in the Son Full satisfaction for transgression He under lay the curse that he might free All from the curse who unto him do flee Come unto him who is the Lord's salvation And thou shalt not come into condemnation For all sins of omission and commission Thou shalt receive a full and free remission He will take off thy rags of filthiness And cloath thee with white robes of righteousness Was ever Traitor so perverfly mad To slight a pardon when it might be had To seek for cautioneis poor debters run Wilt thou an able off'red Surety shun Art thou with sins too heavy burden prest Come weary soul and Christ shall give thee rest Art thou for foughten and quite out of breath With the old man that man of sin and death Groan unto him that he may pity thee Say I 'm opprest Lord undertake for me He who cri'd out O wretched man am I Within a little sung of Victory Cry Help Lord sins prevail against me do Purge me subdue them and them quite undo Since without him thou canst do nothing right Be strong in him in the power of his might When thou com'st up out of the wilderness Lean upon him lean on him all thy stress Would thou have peace and comfort come to Jesus He is the peace and he alone can ease us By Faith receive him to dwell in thy heart He will thy conscience purge and ease its smart Take him as off'red in the Gospel-Call With this great gift the Father giveth all Stay wholly on him rest on him alone For to accomplish thy salvation To save thee from all sin and misery And with all goodness thee to satisfie Is not this work of Faith the hearts delight Is not this labour ease this burden light A hungry thirsty man will never think That it 's a grievous work to eat and drink It 's easing to a man with loads opprest To be disburden'd and to find a rest The wind tost traveller is glad to
Sword of Justice the blood-thirsty blade Pursues for blood rests not till blood be shed The blood of beasts cannot God's wrath appease Nor purge the Conscience nor give it ease Vile finite man could never satisfie For sin against God infinite tho he Should bleed for ever in this helpless case Christ cometh in for his poor sheep's release He saith I come I come behold and see As in the book it written is of me A Body Lord thou hast for me prepar'd Draw blood of me and let the sheep be spar'd I do delight even my hearts blood to shed For them that their sin may be pardoned Come all ye whom the fiery law doth charge With guilt and wrath and who your hearts enlarge For righteousness and who for pardon pant Come drink the blood of the new covenant This drink will quench thy thirst and scorching heat Which guilt and wrath do in thy soul beget Christ gives himself for food to intimate That he himself is ours in us and that He is one with us by a lively union And that our life consisteth in communion With him who gives us life and growth and strength And perfects what concerneth us at length This puts his loving kindness out of doubt That he comes in and will not stand without And comes in that he with his Friends may feast And gives himself for food to every guest He gives his flesh for bread and to make up The feast he pours his blood into the Cup. White others have but Bread and Wine for food Believers eat Christ's Body drink his Blood. He will not live without them he doth give Life unto them and Christ in them doth live Yea the life which they in the flesh do live They live it as they on the Son believe Behold again his Love behold him die Behold him leave his little ones a legacy In a most sure well order'd Testament And gives it sealed by a Sacrament This Testament containeth all that 's good All that is purchased by Jesus blood It cannot changed be it must endure The great Testator's death doth make it sure He dies to ratifie his latter Will He lives Executor it to fulfil He gave himself for them to them he gives Himself for them he dies for them he lives Yet still here 's more of love the loving art Is learned best from Christ's most loving heart He leaves a token of his love most kind To keep him and his death still in their mind A token which he will have to remain With them until he come from Heaven again He says This is my body for you broken Take this as of my love a sign and token Take eat and when this braken bread you see And take and eat it then remember me And drink this Cup and drink ye of it all As often as this Bread and Cup ye shall Eat and drink ye shew forth and do record The bloody breaking death of Christ the Lord. Since these Love tokens are most excellent Which do to us most clearly represent An absent friend to shew what he hath done For us what hardships for us undergone And those most charming and endearing prove Which represent his loveliness and love This Sacrament is an illustrious Symbol of love presenting Christ to us As broken bleeding dying in our stead Broken that he might unto us be bread Bleeding that he might us with drink relieve And dying that we by his death might live His Farewell Sermon register'd by John Is full of love and consolation Where you will find most kindly compellations Comforting Truths strengthening Exhortations And promises most great and precious Most fit for them most sweet and gracious His Sermon sweet in a sweet Prayer ends Where he them to his Father recommends And prays for all that should believe upon His Name through the Word that ye might be one As thou says he O Father art in me And I in thee they one in us may be I will that they whom thou hast given me Be with me that they may my Glory see I have declared unto them thy Name And will continue to declare the same That the love wherewith thou hast loved me May be in them and I in them might be Himself his Glory and his Father's love To him he gives to them and this doth prove He will no good deny but all impart Unto his Spouse who ravisheth his heart For her his hands feet side and heart did bleed These streams did from the Spring of Love proceed His bleeding hands feet side and heart do prove That our Lord Jesus Christ did die for love In suffering he acted finished His work his Father's will accomplished Payed the price Justice to satisfie His Prisoners to ransom and set free And when he ignominiously did die His Foes he vanquished most gloriously Heroick Facts which Histories record Are nothing to the acts of Christ the Lord Who the Red Dragons the old Serpent's head Bruised and all Hell's Powers vanquished Destroyed Death and took away its sting And rend'red it tho grim a harmless thing O'recame the world and made an end of sin And everlasting righteousness brought in To God he Glory gave to Earth brought Peace And towards worthless men good will and grace The feigned Loves which are in forg'd Romances Tho they be strain'd are dull and cloudy Fancies And nothing to his matchless wondrous love Which is all finite minds and thoughts above The Spirit did the Gospel oft indite And moved four Evangelists to write That we might often read and hear and see Of godliness the true great mystery That in beholding we might be transform'd Into Christ's Image and to him conform'd If thou take pleasure to read Prophesies Again into the Scripture turn thine eyes Where thou wilt find that in the days of old Things future were long e're they came foretold The Promises of Christ are there most clear And were fulfilled when he did appear They who had eyes to see could not mistake Him of whom Moses and the Prophets spake All circumstances here did meet and twift What they foretold fulfilled was in Christ The Promises so great and precious Assures us that the Lord is gracious His Word and Oath which ever do endure Do make his mercies to his people sure May worthless I these Promises embrace Thou maist for they are Promises of Grace If thou be miserable and impure They promise cleansing they are mercies sure As cleansing purgeth from impurity So mercy pities saves from misery If thou do thirst and hunger after all The Promises thine own thou maist them call The needy soul that longs for righteousness May claim the Promise fulness blessedness Since Christ hath blest the hungry thirsty foul Such sure are blest none can his Word controul Once close with Christ all Promises are then Thine for in him they are Yea and Amen If thou embrace all his Commands aright Thou maist in all his Promises delight Would you read laws in Scripture
had not his Wedding-garment on Incurr'd the Sentence of Damnation If thou come thither as to common food Thou wilt draw on the guilt of Jesu's blood Come with repentance mourn when thou dost see The Lord whom thou by sin didst crucifie Come hungring thirsting for this holy Feast The hungring soul shall be with goodness blest Come meek and lowly to Christ crucified The meek shall eat and shall be satisfied Christ dwells with those who are of humble Spirit And doth revive the heart of the contrite Thou must have Faith that Christ himself thou may Eat Spiritually not in a carnal way Purge out the leaven of hypocrisie And eat this feast with heart-sincerity Purge malice out Division detaste This is a Love and a Communion-feast Forgive the sins of others heartily As God for Christ's sake hath forgiven thee If wants discourage guilt stare in thy face Then judge thy self beg mercy seek for grace If thou seek Jesus fear not do not stay He hath all that thou want'st haste come away Come to the blood of sprinkling with thy sin The Fountain's open wash thy self therein As it 's of grace that the most glorious Lord Speaks unto us and seals his faithful Word By Sacraments so it is of his grace That we may speak to him in every place Yea he most graciously of us requires That we in every thing make our desires Known t' him by prayer and supplication That we may freed be of all vexation And that we may to our comfort find The peace of God guarding our heart and mind Offer thy hearts desires unto the Lord For things agreeable unto his Word Pray in the Spirit who helps up every groan And sigh and suit we cannot pray alone Pray in Christ's Name if access thou would'st have To grace and answers of thy suit receive This is the new and living way the gate Of life that leadeth to the Mercy-seat All those for whom Christ doeth interceed Mercy and grace find in the time of need Be humble fervent pray in love and faith Life up pure hands without doubting and wrath Confess thy sins with sorrow and with shame For mercies praise the Lord's most holy Name And pray that God's Name may be hallowed Before thou com'st to seek for daily bread If answers come not soon wait knock again He hath not said Seek ye my face in vain Seek ask knock wait with expectation Thou shalt rejoice in God's salvation The very pouring out of a sad heart Before the Lord will somewhat ease its smart He heareth prayer and he loves to hear His Doves his Turtles voice he bows his ear All their desires groans breathings chatterings Are pleasant musick to the King of Kings These broken Notes he joins in pleasant sets Of Musick and their moaning words repeats He hears Ephraim while he doth bemoan Himself he telleth every word and groan His bowels move he hath compassion Upon his pleasant child and his dear Son. Is it not meet that since the Lord takes pleasure To hear and to repeat thy suits takes leasure That thou with pleasure should'st persist to cry And wait his leasure till he do reply Sometimes he answers Prayers e're they are done Sometimes he answers e're they be begun For he regardeth our necessity And answereth our need before we cry And sometimes humble patient expectation Is a most needful part of supplication That man is indiscreet who is offended That he 's not answered ere his suit be ended The needy he will not forget alway The poor man's hope shall not be lost for ay Think it not then a weariness to pray To come by this new true and living way With boldness by the Blood of Jesus Christ The Son of God the merciful High-Priest Who doth for ever live to interceed For sinners sensible of sin and need And takes those who come to him by the hand And brings them into grace wherein they stand Into the holiest the Mercy-seat That from the God of Grace they Grace may get Pardons of sins cures of all maladies And for all wants full suitable supplies Light Life Strength Grace to do and persevere When they are tempt with pleasure or with fear Yea more than they can ask or think upon Grace Grace sure mercies God's salvation Are not then all God's Ordinances sweet Since in them he doth with his people meet Himself his Mind his Grace he doth impart To them and they pour out to him their heart Blessed are they the joyful sound who hear And to God's Word apply their heart and ear It 's Spirit and Life it light in darkness gives And when they faint and fear it them relieves O! blessed are they who are washed in The Fountain opened for faults and sin These Waters cleanse heal quicken and make grow All things where they do come and overflow And happy are they who by Christ the King Are brought into the house of banquetting And happy they who by his Sp'rit are led Unto his house of Prayer and there made glad If this begun-communion be so sweet What will it be when it 's in Heaven compleat As for Christ's Rod and Cross tho they appear So sharp and sad yet follow do not fear That he himself doth humble to reprove And chasten thee it 's condescending love For if thou wert without correction Thou wouldst a Bastard be and not a Son. It 's better to endure Paternal Ire Than bear the vengeance of eternal fire If thou receive the rod with spirit mild Thou maist be sure God treats thee as a child Why shouldst thou his chastising hand suspect Since for thy profit he doth thee correct That we may partake of his holiness And may bring forth the fruits of righteousness His fire will not consume thee but thy sin It purgeth out thy filthy dross and tin These Thorns are kindly sharp which hedge the way That thou maist not thy lovers find but say I will to my first husband go I know That it was better then with me than now He is to anger slow he stirs not all His wrath he quickly lets the quarrel fall He spares even when he strikes debates in measure Waits to be gracious gives space and leasure To those whom he chastiseth to repent Speaks to their heart to move it to relent Despise not the Almighty's chastisement And when he thee rebuketh do not faint Humble thy self under his mighty hand Obey his will it 's madness to withstand Turn to his hand that smites and kiss the rod And it is meet that thus thou say to God I have chastisement born I 'le not offend Have mercy give me Grace my faults to mend What I see not Lord teach me that I may Know secret sins and no more go astray Blest is the man who is of God chastised And from his Law thus taught and exercised Sin brings down rods rods bring forth fruits of peace Christ turns the fruits of sin to means of grace God's soveraign Grace