[[A] voice for the king of saints and nations.]

A lively voice for the King of Saints and Nations, &c.

Eighth month 11. day being the firſt day of the week at nine of the Clock, 1657. THe Spirit doth come in the way, That the ſpouſe did before, The ſpouſe ſhe doth declare of him, So doth the Spirit, and more Over of God the Father too, And they rejoyce and bring Tydings unto the world of Chriſt the moſt glorious King, The ſpouſe comes vvith a choice ſvveet note, Of Chriſt moſt bleſſed raigne, And the ſpirit it ever doth, Rejoyce to doe the ſame. The ſpirit extols, and lifts him high, And ſheweth his great love For 'twas his will for ſin to dye, And nothing elſe could move, Which made the ſpouſe come forth with ſong Of her beloved pure, Which muſt be ſung to him alway, It ever ſhall indure. The ſpouſe comes forth with lovely ſong, And it was envyed, What note is this thou bringeſt forth, Was to her often ſaid. What ſpirit is this; O it is ſtrange, It differeth from other, They did againſt the ſong complaine, But ſhe ſings of her lover, And maketh unto him complaint, That they at her doe ſtrike. For they did tear, and rent the vayl Of Chriſts beloved Wife, She doth complaine unto her King; What injuries and ſmites, O ſpouſe my love ſaith he ſtill ſing, Thou art the married Wife, Matter not though they at thee throw, Nor what jears thou haſt had, I will appear unto thy ſight, And in ſinging make glad. Many doe ſtrike at thee, my ſpouſe, But I will take thy part They ſcourge, and doe thee ſo revile, Come ſpouſe to Solomons porch; The ſhines of glory makes thee ſing, And ſpeak of love ſo much, O they doe not know what it is, To have from Chriſt a touch: She goes, and ſets him rarely out, Though many doe ſcorne her, They at the ſpouſe doe for it flour, But ſhe deſcrib's her Lord. O he is lovely to behold, His Temples they doe ſhine, His locks like to Pomgrannet They are moſt choice and fine, 〈◊〉 doſt thou Chriſt compare, ſay they, • o Po •• granet doſt thou, • iken him unto ſuch things, We cannot it allow. 〈◊〉 that I doe anſwers the ſpouſe, • t is an emblem ſweet, 〈◊〉 will deſcribe him through out Even from his head to feet, His Temples, Head and buſhy locks, The ſpouſe extolleth high, She is taken with his looks ſo ſweet, And with his Dove-like eyes, Thus ſhe goes one and fings of him, • or he is moſt divine, What ere they ſay, ſhe ſingeth more Of this bright lovely ſhine, His countenance is excellent • ven like Lebanon, And like to the Cedar is my love, He is the onely one. • oſt thou, ſpouſe, thus compare Chrik, Wee'l take away thy vayl; • oe what you will anſwers the ſpouſe, 〈◊〉 ſpeak of him that • rare. 〈◊〉 rare, and choice he is above • ll emblems, none can ſhew • orth what he is, and yet my love • all be compared ſo, • is Noſtrils are fragrant, • here is none like to them, • nd what ſay they is more in him Then in all other men. 〈◊〉 will not, cannot ceaſe, ſaith ſhe, He is ſo pretious, 〈◊〉 will ſing of him, for O he • ath took my heart ſo much, • e not forſake or leave the Song, Though you doe rend my vaile, 〈◊〉 will goe one for to declare, He'l make it up againe, He is ſo choice, ſo ſweet, and rare, 〈◊〉 have him took in heart. O he is moſt belov'd, and fair, I'le ſpeak of every part, In deſcribing my love and Lo • d, He is ſo wonderous fair, He is ſo white, ſo ſweet, and pure Ten thouſand can't compare. O I doe greatly love to ſee; Thee and thy ſmiles eſpy; O bleſſed ſweets come more to me, I am raviſh'd with thy Eye. Chriſt was bright to the ſpouſes view, And ſhe did fear no harme, And my ſtrength it is much renew'd For the ſame glorious arme, I have been layd within his breaſt, O how lovely is he, I muſt declare he is my reſt; So did the ſpouſe him ſee: Her Epiſtles were ſweet of him, Though many ſee it not It is rare, and excellent, Of matter ſweet and choice, And this matters brought forth in ſong, And ſpeaks of raigning year, And Chriſt doth cauſe her thus to Sing, Her note is ſweet and clear; She tells how that his oyntment run And did perfume her hand; When ſhe unto the door did goe. O then ſhe could not ſtand Still, but declares ſpicknard which did So much perfume, and flow, Which as ſoon as ſhe once had ſmelt After him ſhe did goe. She know's that the King had been there, It was his very touch, Becauſe the King had drawne her heart, She therefore loved much. It was the King opened her eyes, And cauſed obedience, And preſently ſhe ſung of him With a deep loving ſence: It was the King opened her eyes, To ſee oyntment ſo run And the ſpicknard ſo very ſweet, Then preſently ſhe ſung, 〈…〉 , And ſhe did then behold The ſight that was ſo rare, and bright, And ſhined more then gold. It was the King opened her eyes, And then ſhe view'd him thus, And ſo deſcribed every part, For her ſoul loved much; She deſcribeth his teeth and eyes, His Temples that are rare, His head, and mouth, and ſaith of him Ther's nothing can compare. The ſpouſes eyes were opened, And then Chriſt had a ſong, And ſhe declares the high effect Wrought by the glorious Son. The ſpouſes eyes are opened, And ſhe ſets out her Chriſt, And ſends a challenge unto all, And ſaith is any like. Her challenge it is bold and high • s any like to him, Hath any ſuch a flaming eye, There is not ſuch a thing; Her challenge it is bold and loud, She doth not fear her foe, Nor what they ſay, nor how they ſmite But praiſes for him flow, She cometh forth with challenge bold, And ſaith, O there is none, Can ſhew me one ſo fair as he, He is the onely one. O ſhe cometh with challenge bold, Unto profeſſors great, That did ſo much deſpiſe theſe things, And ſo againſt them ſpeak. O he is fair, he is fair, ſaith ſhe, To me he is moſt dear, She runs about her Lord to ſeek, None doth like him appear. O now come forth, come forth, poor ſouls, Poor ſouls cheer up, come here, O this is Chriſt, O this is he; This is your Saviour dear. This is your Chriſt, O he ſhall raigne, This is the Solomon, You ſhall have all your needs ſupply'd, He's the beloved Son. This is King Solomon, ſaith ſhe, The pureſt white, and red, This is the King, O this is he My Saviour and my head. This is King Solomon whoſe lips Shewed ſuch royall grace, O this is he, its he that did, Chooſe forth poor ſinfull race. This is King Solomon ſaith ſhe, That looks upon poor one, And cometh forth with love ſo free To Daughter and to Son. This is King Solomon ſaith ſhe, That's wiſe and perfect too, And all that ever came to him Did of his wiſdome know. O Sheba's Queen thou came'ſt from far, And admired this light, Didſt thou not finde him very rare Was't not a glorious ſigh? What didſt thou ever ſee like him, That had ſuch wiſdome high, There nothing could before him ſtand, He made his enemies fly. O Solomon thou makeſt me ſing, Thou art ſo fair and choice, Every part partakes of thee, O thou ſweetneſt my voice. This is King Solomon indeed, Upon his royall ſeat, All thoſe that ſtood before it had, In him delight moſt great. O this is Solomon that is, Served in Gold ſo pure; O this is he the onely King, Whoſe wiſdome ſhall indure. O it is Solomon that hath Such dainty delicate meat, And his attendants round about In order moſt compleat. This is the King Solomon that hath His Timberels and Harps, The Pſaltery and Vial too, Which doth revive the heart. King Solomons attendants are Richly arrayed indeed, O the Kings followers are white, They are the holy ſeed: They come not forth in a ſtrange garbe, They are gliſtering and white, They ſit at table with the King, Are ever in his ſight. King Solomons followers doe goe • orth ſinging, and and thus clad, With hearts that with love overflow: This is Solomon that had • uch wisdome and in ſuch a way: As nothing can compare • nto his bright and raigning day; • or all things that are rare. 〈◊〉 this is Solomon that did • how all things round about, • nd had ſuch a lovely ſweetneſſe 〈◊〉 heart and in his mouth. 〈◊〉 this is Solomon that had • othing out of its place, 〈◊〉 that Sheba and Selah too • dmired hath his grace. • how his wisdome did appear • his aſcent and ſeat, 〈◊〉 his diſpoſing of every thing 〈◊〉 his moſt delicate chear. • o diſhes there, but thoſe that were Moſt lovely dreſſed out, • here was no burnt nor ſcorched fare • nfit for Solomons mouth. • is beams are made of the ſweet wood, • ven of Cedar ſine, 〈◊〉 is moſt delicate and ſweet, • n Solomons reigning time, 〈◊〉 how the pillars marbled ſhew, 〈◊〉 how doth every thing •• chly appear that is about • he high and glorious King. The roomes are large and very • an, Attendants noble, great, Apparel pure and very white, None like unto his meat. And as the Spouſe did ſing before, The Spirit doth declare, And the Spirit ſhall ſing much more, And nothing it doth fear. Of Solomon ſpirit ſhall ſing, He is worthy I know, O Solomon thou art riſen Thy countenance doth ſhew: The love and lovingneſs of Chriſt, Thou art moſt fair, moſt rare, and choice, Thou art ſweet, royal too, This reſurrection doth declare, To me moſt freſh and new. O when oyntment is poured forth, The ſpirit it doth ſhew, Which ſo from him doth flow. O thou art riſen up, o King, Thy countenance doth ſhine, O thou art ſweet, moſt ſweet to me, Much more than any wine: O thou art bright thy looks are ſo, And thy temples do ſhine Like unto the Pomegranate, Thou are moſt ſweet and fine. O thou art fair, thou art fair my love, Thy eyes they flaming be, Thy lips are like the hony comb I doe rejoyce in thee. O thou art fair, O thou art fair, There is no ſpot in thee, Even from head, unto the foot, No blemiſh I doe ſee. O thou art fair, O thou art fair, Thou haſt a ſmiling face; Thy looks O Chriſt are moſt divine Thou owneſt ſinfull race. O thou art fair, O thou art fair, There is none like to thee; There is none can ſhew forth that grace And royall harmony. O bleſſed King, O Solomon, What Cup is like to thine, What wiſdome can compare to thee, No Cup hath ſuch choyce wine: O King thy cup is very ſweet, Did not John it ſo ſee, Did not Ez • kiel taſt of it, When in viſion with thee? O did not thy John ſee the gold, And it ſo much admire, Thy royall glory which appear'd To him like flames of fire? O did not John behold thy hair, As white as any wooll. Thy pleaſant looks ſo wondrous fair, Which did his ſoul ſo fil? O did he not behold the King, And ſee his ſhining face, Even like unto the Son of man, In royall glorious grace? Did not thy John be • old and ſee, Thy garments which were white? Did not thy feet like unto braſs Appear unto his ſight? Did not thy John then alſo hear, Thy voice, and thou didſt ſpeak Like many waters was the noiſe, That came forth from thy ſeat? The ſight that John had of the King, And of his ſhining look, His countenance ſo ſparkling bright, Did lay him at his foot: It ſoon did make him know and ſee, That he was nothing then Before this bright and royal glory. And there was ſhewed him A ſecond door was opened, He behol • s the Lords ſhine, And enters in the ſecond door And taſts the ſpirits wine. And ſees what that the Spouſe had ſung. And beheld what ſhe tells, He had a view of Heaven, and then Feat'd not reproach from Hell. John ſaw what that the ſpouſe had ſaid In praiſes of her King, And he declares what unto him The Spirit in viſion brings. John ſaw what the Spouſe had ſaid, And though Churches brought blows, He doth not matter it at all, But doth the viſion ſhew. John ſaw what that the Spouſe had ſaid, And his record is true. He comes and ſets a ſeal to it, In his viſion anew. The Spouſe ſhe ſang of ointment ſweet, And John doth ſet forth Chriſt, And declareth of his whiteneſſe, And of his glory bright. The Spouſe ſhe doth declare of gold, And his royalty doth ſhew, And John doth alſo ſay the King Shall his Enemies overthrow. The Spouſe doth witneſſe to his Word, And Iohn in Patmos Iſle Bare record to thoſe very truths, Concerning him he cryes. The Spouſe leaves off her Love, a ſong, Iohn the ſame matter he In Goſpel-time renews again With pleaſant harmony. He did bring matter which ſet out And declared Chriſt as King, And to his Crown and Scepter he A teſtimony brings. The Lord will do as he thinks good In all his holy things: By whom he will he'l publiſh forth Lordly of the high King. He binds not up himſelf at all To what hath been before, Yet here doth take the Spouſes ſong, And it anew declare, Chriſts followers ſhall ſing of him, And tell his wiſdom pure, And the deſtruction of his foe, And his reign that ſhall endure, 〈◊〉 latter flock will love the ſong, •• ey will rejoyce therein, •• ey will aloud ſhout forth the praiſes, ••• t are due unto him, •• e latter flock will underſtand, •• d know the emblems choice, •• d what the ſpouſe did ſing of him 〈◊〉 whom they will rejoyce. • hey will meet here in with Iohn •• d be transformed ſo, •• d be high in obedience, •• re then in outward ſhew. 〈◊〉 • hey will not the ſong reproach, •• at commeth from poor one; • t they will alſo ſing to him, •• at is the onely one. 〈◊〉 • hey will ſay the Lords ſpirit, 〈◊〉 in this ſong appear, 〈◊〉 no cheat nor fancy; 〈◊〉 in it ſpirit ſhines cleer. 〈◊〉 • hey will ſay it came from God, •• d told of ſecret ſin, •• d rebellions it ſpake againſt, •• as not from braine, but him. 〈◊〉 Solomon, King Solomon! 〈◊〉 doe love thee dear, •• ould have Nations ring of thee, 〈◊〉 thy ſweet ſpirit here. 〈◊〉 love Solomon the King, • or him I live, I die, 〈◊〉 that poor ones knew more of him; • efore I thither fly, 〈◊〉 love King Solomon therefore, 〈◊〉 would have all to know, •• he glorious grace that is in him, • nd his Sun-ſhining glow, 〈◊〉 love King Solomon therefore, 〈◊〉 have grieved ſo here, • hat poor hearts are not layed low; • ut at the ſpirit doe fleer. 〈◊〉 love King Solomon therefore, • y heart hath breathed ſtill, • nd ſpirit hath been poured forth, • oor empty ones to fill. O love, O love thou haſt brought forth, A glorious excellent ſong; B • t poor hearts will not entertaine But doe the ſpirit wrong. King Solomon thy loves come out. But poor hearts run away, And ſtrangely are deluded from The reſurrection day. King Solomon thy love comes forth, And poor hearts doe entreat; But they run after other ſounds, And call thy ſpirit a cheat. King Solomon thy moſt dear love, Is cancelled abroad; But yet the Seal is not marrd But ſtands, according to thy word. King Solomon thy love comes forth, And would faine ſouls embrace; But poor hearts turne away there backs, From thy moſt glorious grace. King Solomon thy love doth come, And • unto ſcorners call, But they are much offended at, What doth break down their vvall. King Solomon it is no hurt, For them to have wall fall, Which doth keep them away from thee, Which is the all in all. King Solomon thy love is come, And they have turn'd away, And yet againe love ſaith to them, Seek after Solomons day. O thy love, Solomon, doth ſay, Poor hearts why are you ſo Much offended at reproof, Which gives to ſin a blow. O dear King, Solomon, thy love Inviteth every one, To leave their Idols of all ſorts, And come unto thy throne. And doe not goe to Rabbies which In notions doe abound; But O pray love my ſpirit more, And delight in it's ſound. King Solomons love ſaith, O poor heart, Do not ſtraggle abroad, To any for diſtinctions, But keep unto my word. King Solomons love ſaith, O poor hearts, O doe not wrong your ſouls, To goe to others up and down, When love his loves unfolds. King Solomons love calls to poor ones, And O he doth embrace, And fall about your neck and kiſs, And call to royall grace. King Solomon would have a kiſs, O his lips are moſt ſweet, O the fragrancy that in him, Poor ſouls doe alwaies meet. The love of Solomon doth ſay? Why are you ſo diſpleas'd, Its your corruptions I would ſlay, And carry you to my ſeat. The love of Solomon doth ſay, Why poor heart doſt thou frown, At that which ſearcheth matters out, And layeth fleſh on ground. Solomons love ſaith, why poor ones, Doe you ſo from me fly, When the true ſearching ſpirit comes, That maketh ſin to dye. The love of Solomon doth come, And thoroughly reprove, Hearken to it, it comfort brings, Let it your ſpirits move, O doe not ſtart, and goe away, When ſpirit doth declare, The ſparkling glories of that day, Which is exceeding rare. But hearken to King Solomon, His love it cometh down, And calls to refractory hearts, To honour his great Crown. The love of Solomon is great, It will delight thy ſoul, It cannot chooſe but much refreſh. Drink in theſe Cups of Gold. And doe not ſay it ſhallow is, And a bare empty noyſe, When that the King brings forth his meat, Eate with him and rejoyce. If thon comeſt, O thou wilt ſee, His diſhes are compleat, O taſte of them, come, and behold For it is not a cheat. King Solomon, O thou art rare, Thy meat it is well dreſt, Account not of thoſe meſſes loe Which cometh for his Breaſt. And Solomon doth this declare, Hearken unto his word, 'Tis that thou mayſt be raiſed up, To Elders ſeats above. O doe not reject that which doth, Declare for Chriſt as King, Againſt the Antichriſtian day, He will deliverance bring, It is a glorious Pſalme of love, That latter day ſhall find, And the antients ſhall ſing of it, And drink of the ſame wine. O it is ſweet, it's ſweet, dear ſouls, Sure you doe not it know, I long till that you drink of it, It will make your heart glow. O I do love to ſing, O Lord, Of thee, O did you finde The ſame, you would revived be, With his ſweet flagon wine. O love, O love thou art moſt ſweet, Unto poor ſouls draw neer, That they may much delight in thee, And in thy ſpirits cheer. O thou art ſweet, O thou art choice, O let poor ones thee know, O love, O come unto them all, And let them ſee thee ſo. Come love, O come unto poor ſouls, That they may know thy flame, And be refreſhed very much, With thy choice glorious reigne. 〈◊〉 love, come love, do thou take hold, •• rnal reaſon fall • ll thoſe arguments that doe • ſe thy ſweet loud call. • e Love, O come, they will not then •• is a mixt Spirit, • rown, nor ſpeak ſo ill of that •• h comes forth from thy merits. •• ve come down, O wile thou come, •• ſo make known thy matter • every objecting Sonne, 〈◊〉 have his reaſon batter'd. •• ve come down, come down, o Love, 〈◊〉 this may fly abroad, ••• ince all that do oppoſe, •• meth from record. •• ve come down. come down, o Love, 〈◊〉 Soules may Sing of thee, 〈◊〉 • ender prayſes to thy name; •• is ſweet harmony. O they muſt be made willing, ••• e their walls fall down 〈◊〉 then they will honour Spirit, 〈◊〉 Chriſt doth here ſo Crown. •• e Love, come Love, and now take hold •• ery poor Soul here, 〈◊〉 them to taſt of this thy love, 〈◊〉 of thy royall chear. •• me Love and take hold of all, 〈◊〉 make ſcorning to die, •• e and ſhew grace to ſinners great, 〈◊〉 then they'l to thee fly. •• e love draw poor ones unto thee, 〈◊〉 youthfull vanity, •• let them all ſuch pleaſures leave 〈◊〉 ſee much more in thee. •• e Love, O come to poor young ones, 〈◊〉 would have them fa •• e, 〈◊〉 have a ſhare and part to thee, 〈◊〉 ſee that glorious gaine, •• ne Love, O come, to poor young ones, 〈◊〉 now revive their heart, •• e them from off their ornaments, 〈◊〉 give them the beſt part, Come love, come love to poor young ones, They will thee then embrace, And have a ſight how that they doe Thy glorious works deface. Come love, O come to poor young one, And let them with thee feed, Then will they die to all vaine things, And ſee how Chriſt did bleed. Come to young ones, O come to them, And they ſhall ſing of thee, And of thy royall work abroad And of thy Victory. Come love, O come to poor young ones, They'l then doe what is meet, And ſweetly walk along with thee, Like unto Scripture-ſheep. Come love, O come to poor young ones, To female, and male to, That they may not offend the Lord, And diſhonour his Spirit. Come, come O love to poor young hearts, That are ſo prone to pride, That they may come and run to thee, And in their God confide. O come, O love to poor young ones, That they may ſtedfaſt be, Like to the holy one of old That did profels for thee. Come love, O come to poor young ones, And they'l profeſs for truth, And not be enemies Unto thy Spirits lute. O poor young ones will dearly love Thy countenance ſo bright, If thou doſt but appear to them They will be changed quite. If they doe look on thee, and ſee Thy Temples that appear Like to Pomgranner, O they'l bee Refreſhed and much cheer'd. O ſhew thy face, love, unto them, Thy lovely Cheeks ſo bright, O its a ſight ſo wondrous ſweet It will their ſoules delight. O thou knoweſt, love, tis my great joy, To ſpeake in ſpirits ſhine, To poor young ones that they may come And drink of thy choice wine. Becauſe when I was little, and ſmall Thou didſt mee love, and owne, I would have young ones come to thee, And ſit about thy throne. Becauſe that ſome from thee doe goe And ſo againſt thee throw, I would have others come to thee, And of thy glory know. Oh I would faine have young ones come, They greatly pleaſe my heart, O come away from vanity, And herein take your part. Come love, O come; give them a call, And no trifle ſhall keep, Nor any Earthly thing intice From thy Goſple ſo ſweet, Come young ones, love would gaine you now From following of ſin, Can you die unto all things elſe, And live alone to him. O can you part with all things here, He doth you to him call, Let your beloveds vaile to him, That is the all in all: He'l give white garments unto you, You ſhall be holy and pure, And your Corruptions he'l lay flat, And make your joy endure, Let the great God know what you ſay, His love is ſweet and rare: O let it ſwallow up your hearts, For he is paſſing fair: O let this enter in your ſouls, Not in your head and brain, But in your inward vital parts, Even your hearts and reins: O love muſt get in you throughout, It muſt poſſeſſe as cheif, O it muſt rule in every part, What ſay you? is it not meet, It will be very ſweet to you, And your ſoul ſhall it ſinde When that he comes and meets within you In his ſweet ruſhing winde. O love, thou doſt delight my ſoul, Of thee I love to ſing, It doth revive, and chear my ſoul For to extol the King. O reſurrection love is come, How can poor ones deſpiſe, And now for Sina keep a day And 'gainſt new Covenant ſhut their eyes. The Lord doth manifeſt himſelf, O he is fair and bright, Poor ſouls how can you but own him In reſurrection light. Here is enough to rake your heart, If you fly not from grace, O it is ſweet to ſee the King, In his reſurrection face. O he is rare, O he is choice, Love wrappeth up your friend, It ſwallows up my very ſoul; What unto me he ſends. And ſtill ther's more than I can view, O it is freſh and green, And takes the pains to talk with you, O were it by you ſeen. It would enter into your hearts, And ſink into your reins, It would refreſh you every part, Not onely ſwim in braine. O love thou doſt delight my ſoul, Of thee I love to ſing, And I am raiſed very high, For to extol the King. Lord thou haſt lifted him on high, And in him writ thy word, He is the eternal light, and Sun That's raiſed up above. O thou haſt extolled thy Son, Whom doth the law compriſe. The law of love, and of Spirit; But Children ſhut their eyes. O thou haſt extolled thy Son, Of thee he doth declare, And the ſpirit now forth is come, • or him that is ſo rare. O thy Son is thy onely one, • n him thy ſoul delights, • he conteſt now is againſt him, • hat ſhall have his birth-right. All that is ſaid againſt ſpirit, • nd arguments ſo high • hall tumble, and fall down before • im, that for ſin did dye, • hat dyed to free from puniſhment, • obedience to that, Which was his Fathers will, and Law • nd buffetings he had, • nd much reproach from ſinners here, • ut ſpirit doth for him ſpeak, • nd Angels doe rejoyce about, • he Sons high glorious ſeat. O thou haſt exalted thy Son, He is the Eternall Word, • nd thy ſpirit was alſo one • n Councell that did move • o frame poor man, that doth ſurpaſs How glorious is he; • ut what's the Son that was before • ll, from Eternity; Before Creation did appear, How glorious, dear God, There was the Son that was ſo neer, Before the Creature had, A being, and he ſhall indure, For evermore to come, And all things that were framed here, Are centred in the Son; Thou carrieſt all to his boſome, And he declares the ſame, And the Apoſtle ſpeaks of them; But 'tis in the Sons name, Chriſt is the firſt, and onely reſt, And when the Scripture came, This reſt moſt ſweetly doth appear, 〈◊〉 a glo •• us gaine. O what a reſt, O what a reſt, Thou doſt center all in, O what a reſt is Jeſus Chriſt, That frees poor hearts from ſin, O this choice reſt, in ſecret place, In myſtery hid was; But he came ſorth in full ſet time, And his love doth ſurpaſs, And he brings forth a lovely Law, A Law that enters reins, And alſo purifies the heart, And pierceth every vaine, And now that the Son is ſo come, All Types are done away, No Tables of ſtone doth appear, In this clear Goſpel-day. O come to me poor ſoul, ſaith Chriſt, O come the Father calls, O come my love is very great, Come and let all things fall, To come to me, and be you ſure, You ſhall not looſe thereby, But have a glorious Law of love, Within your hearts to lie. I have a Law, I have a Law, The Father it doth own, O now ſaith Chriſt, why doe you not Flock about my high throne, O poor ſouls come, O come to me, Why will you, will you die, Deſpiſe not the true propheſy, That riſes up ſo high. Why ſhould you not come unto me, To me that loves ſo much I bleed for you ſaith Chriſt and why, Doe you not give a touch, I loved you, when you were loſt, And made of you my choice, That you might come away from ſin To reſurrection voice. I did ſhew forth my heart to you, In a ſharpe agony. Why doe you run away from me, And unto Sinai fly. I was willing to ſuffer wrath, And any thing for you, And why are you ſo obſtinate O come, and take a view. I was very willing to goe, Into the grave for you, And why will you leave, and forſake My Covenant ſo new. O what are you dead to the Law, Moſes is done away, And yet in Goſpel times you doe, Obſerve the Sinai day, Why will you not obey a Chriſt, Poor hearts you are deceiv'd, You are miſtaken when that you, Doe the new Covenant leave, You call your wiſe men for to plead, And ſpeak for Sinai breath, It comes not from originall, But Babylon doth preach. 'Gainſt the wiſdome that's from above, And the true wiſe in heart. Will not be caught with ſubtilty, Nor in it have a part. O they will plead for Sharon roſe, 'Gainſt gullant Ships that come, They'l alwaies unto Scripture keep, And for reſurrection, O thou wilt ſtand, and be for truth, With thoſe that are for thee; Thou wilt not let new Covenant fall, Nor thoſe that ſaithfull be. O thou wilt ſtand with them who doe There love, and zeal ſhew out; But they ſhall be reproved that, Againſt thee ope there mouth. O what Cowards Lord are they that, Have not a word for thee; But they doe thinke another way, To finde felicitie. What pleading Lord is there for ſelf, They ſay it's for Brother-hood; But it muſt not be looked at. When againſt thee it ſtood. O it is Brother-hood with Chriſt, That is more ſweet then all, And for to cleave to other things, Is a fighting againſt thy wall. O thou eternall, and bright Son, O thou art very ſweet, Thy wine doth much refreſh indeed, Thoſe that lye at thy feet, Thou took's the Cup of ſalvation, And loved in it to drink, The which the Father gave to thee, And did not from it flinch. He took the Cup of ſalvation, It was a pleaſant draught. He ſacrificed himſelf for ſin, And mounted up aloft. O now come taſte ſalvations Cup, O it him dearly coſt, It is a delicate ſweet wine, For him that's firſt, and laſt, Poor ſouls come, and taſte of this wine, That it may your hearts draw; So that you ſhall not goe away, Not ſtoop to Sinais Law. O come and drink ſalvations Cup, You ſhall not from him rent; But you ſhall much rejoyce in him, That hath your hearts ſo bent. O come and drink ſalvations Cup, And your ſpirits ſhall riſe, And you will much admire him, And his new Covenant priſe. Come and drink in ſalvations Cup, It will from ſin defend, It will tevive you very much, And will your lives a mend. O come and drink in ſalvations Cup, Your Fathers draught is there; He drunk it in creation work, Come drink it without fear. O come and drink ſalvation wine, It will make you fat, and fair, And beſtow courage, and make bold Babylons Brats to tear. O come and drink ſalvation Cup, Then you'l not endure thoſe, That doe ſo plead for other things To gratify the Whore. O come drink the reviving Cup, And let thoſe vile ones ſee, There ſhall be ſtrength againſt them all That will make the ſtouteſt flee, You will ſay Lord break them all down That are odious, and vile, Thoſe robbers, and treacherous ones Youl cry for victory Againſt them all, o come and drink, And then you will not run, To any Calculation Book To know time, and ſeaſon. O come and drink ſalvations Cup, • will refreſh you ſure, You have too oft drunk muddy drafts, Come unto this thats pure. That you may be cleanſed from ſin, Which Chriſt cannot abide, And come away from Rabbies brain, And unto him up riſe. O come and drink ſalvation Cup, And you in that will finde, That Babylon is broken down, By ſpirit ruſhing winde. O its ſalvation Cup he loves, O drink of it alwaies, And you will finde and meet with him, And his bright ſhining rayes, Prethy poor heart don't luſt no more After mens Cups ſo fine, Nor bring not any thing of ſelf, To mix with this pure wine: Hee'l give thee victory overall, He hath a Conqueſt day; For his great Scepter he will bring, Which muſt o're all bear ſway, When thus this glorious one appears, You ſhall ſee reigning day, And great vengeance one all the foes, That will not him obey. Poor ſouls doe you enquire for A right way to the King, And now declare of him abroad, And of his glory ſing. The ſpirit that doth tydings bring; But you will not it hear, But it will utter forth a Song, And in a Pſalm appear: The ſpouſe ſhe did ſing of her love, The ſame the ſpirit doth ſhew, And it to the receiver will, Be a hot Sun-ſhine glow, Receivers they ſhall ſurely have Great benefit and reſt, And thou wilt ſtill declare to them, What lyeth in thy breaſt, Receiver come and take thy part, Drink, and eate of loves meat; O take in Solomons plenty, for Its fitted and compleat, Receiver come and take thy part, King Solomon doth it ſend, 'Tis a meſs from his Table, Give thanks to him and bend. Receiver come and now give thanks For meat you have had here, Out of the hand of Solomon, Who loveth you ſo dear, O the Kings cheer is very ſweet, O receive it, o come, Theſe meſſes they are choice and rare From peaceable Solomon, Receiver tell me what ſay you, Is not this meat moſt rare, Methinks I hear ſome anſwer yes, Is moſt delicious fair. Haſt thou now had enough of it, Will half a day thee feed, Methinks I hear ſome anſwer no, Nor enough for my need. O come dear ſoul thou ſhalt have more, Of this pure food ſo fine, The King doth greatly thee commend, That thou wilt ſtay his time. And with his meat he alſo ſends, Flagons of wine to thee, And ſaith ſit down and drink my friends, O drink abundantly. O come then feed, o feed with me, Let us admire him, That doth ſo much refreſh our ſouls, With what he down doth bring; Come its a joyfull day indeed, The Lord God hath it made, Let us be glad alwaies in him, Was by the Pſalmiſt ſaid; It is the day the great God made, And the Apoſtles voyce, Is for that which was ſaid before, By the bleſſed finger choice. The Apoſtle alſo takes the words, And confirms them throughout; The ſinger ſpeaks of Chriſt high day; So doth the Apoſtles mouth. O lovely Pſalmiſt that indeed, Did then ſo ſpeak of him; That was to come and dye, and riſe, For poor rebellious men. A ſweet ſinger thou art indeed, Thou haoſt a delicate ſound, Thou ſangeſt forth reſurrection day, Nothing did it confound, And the Apoſtle remembers it, And ſhews what in it lay. What a rich treaſure there is found, In reſurrection day. It is a glorious Pſalme indeed, That of Chriſt did declare, Of his dear Lord he often ſpeaks, Which was to him ſo fair. And 'tis for him the ſpirit ſpeaks; O that poor hearts would hear, And not have countenance ſo bent; 'Gainſt what of ſpirit appears, If they had been true to ſpirit; They ſhould have had no loſs; But might have been armed againſt, Sina's dark legall dreſs. If they had been true to the throne, They might have learned much, And ſo have been defended from, There errors empty touch. O great and glorious bleſſed God, What high words for the Son, I call to minde that hath dropped, Forth from there nimble tongue. It had been better o dear Lord If words had been more few, Than for to dye to ſuch ſayings, Which ſhould have actions new. O that they may henceforth take heed, Of what they ſay, and ſtand Up more in actions, and practice; For the Cluſters of thy Land. The Camp of Iſrael greatly ſpeak, Saith God I know it well; But it is Joſhua and Caleb Will ſing forth Canaans knell. I know ſaith God that Iſraels Camp, Hath not wanted for talk, But o I know its Joſhua, And Caleb that ſhall walk. I know ſaith God the Camp hath ſpoke; Of matters they will do; But of its Joſhua and Caleb, Shall eate the cluſters new: I know ſaith God the Camp hath ſpoke, Like men of ready tongue; But o its Joſhua and Caleb That will to Canaan run I know ſaith God the Camp hath ſpoke We will do what God will have; But this I know that Joſhua And Caleb is more brave. I know ſaith God the Camp hath ſaid, That they will valiant be; But it is Joſhua and Caleb VVill goe along with me. I know ſaith God the Camp hath been, Very high in words of love; But this I know that 'tis Caleb, That mounteth up above. 〈◊〉 ſaith God the Camp hath ſaid, 〈◊〉 they will doe great things, 〈◊〉 this I know its Joſhua, 〈◊〉 its for the King of Kings. 〈◊〉 Camp they do ſpeak much, ſaith God; 〈◊〉 when I call for folk, 〈◊〉 • y make excuſes, and do ſay, 〈◊〉 have another walk. 〈◊〉 did you ſpeak ſo much, ſaith God; 〈◊〉 were your words ſo high, 〈◊〉 • ew ſaith God it was much more, 〈◊〉 in your hearts did lie. 〈◊〉 God he hath a watchfull eye, 〈◊〉 looks into the heart, 〈◊〉 he lets men alone a while; 〈◊〉 then ſtrikes with his dart. 〈◊〉 God, poor ſoul, why didſt not look, 〈◊〉 to thy heart within, 〈◊〉 thou didſt profeſs too much, • ere then a leſſer ſin. •• refore ſaith God henceforth look well, 〈◊〉 thy words come out; 〈◊〉 I will take thee tripping elſe, 〈◊〉 charge thy talking mouth, 〈◊〉 hath an eye ſo ſearching quick; 〈◊〉 men he gets ground, 〈◊〉 by out-ſtretched hand takes them, 〈◊〉 things are by him found, •• ow temptations will be brought, 〈◊〉 by the prudent come, 〈◊〉 thou wilt ſoon adhere to them, •• ough they offend the Son, 〈◊〉 though all men offended be, 〈◊〉 holy ſpirit here. •• ether you preſent, or abſent be 〈◊〉 make your ſins appear, •• ometh with words that are plain; 〈◊〉 have a ſpiritual depth, 〈◊〉 let all fall before it, they •• nnot it intercept. 〈◊〉 do not take offence at love, 〈◊〉 hich cometh you to melt, 〈◊〉 gain and win in your poor hearts, 〈◊〉 were it by you felt. O ſouls let love perſwade your hearts, To ſpeak more little and low; Till actions cometh forth with life, Honour to God to ſhew. O ſoul, let love perſwade thy tongue, To ſpeak at lower rate, That ſo thy actions may declare, Thou art at wiſdoms Gate. Where wiſdome powerfully ſpeaks, In his choice ſpirits ſound, To make it knovvn how that he can, All other things confound. O come and ſit at wiſdoms Gate; For wiſdome will you teach, It will ſhevv forth vvhat pleaſeth it, The ſpirit doth it preach. O come and eate of wiſdoms fate, Its excellent I know, And thou ſhalt then obſerve the King, When he comes to give his blow. O come and eate of wiſdoms fare, Thou ſhalt then know his minde, And when he blows the trumpet, then Thou ſhalt the trumpet finde, So as to ſound againſt the foe, And do as he vvould have. O therefore wait for vviſdoms voice, And more of it ſtill crave. Be willing for to wait dear ſouls, Have you got eyes within; Are you living Creatures indeed, What ſay you for the King; Do your ſouls think for to be ſafe, Without that living ſtrength. And if you have that you will finde, All things ſoon layd at length: Are you living Creatures indeed; Then try what is from life, Have you the ſtrength of the living, Is it in you moſt rife; Pray then vvhat is of life in you; What in your ſecret walks, And vvhat are you in family, And vvhat is there your talk, Are you nimble for Chriſt of foot, Are you uſefull in your place, If you are not you can't effect, To ſee the Kings bright face; Pray what are you that do ſo much Long for apoſtates fall, Have you the image of the Son, Upon your faces all. Pray what are you that would ſo faine See the apoſtates down, Or is your motion Eagle like; For the moſt glorious Crown. Ther's many heady brains indeed, That have had motion ſwift; But not like unto the Eagle, That ſhall ſet ſouls adrift. The Scripture doth ſo ſpeak indeed, Old ſcripture doth ſo ſay, If you ſay otherwiſe you muſt, Have new Scripture this day. What have you ſouls from old Scripture, Do you take the Eagles way, In ſoaring high up unto him, Is your hearts right this day; For him that is the holy one, The King of Kings is he, And holy works he doth require, From all that would him ſee. O tell me what are you dear friends, Are you of a living make; Then you have eyes in, and vvithout, That evill vvill forſake; None elſe for Chriſt vvill undertake; For thoſe that he employs, Muſt be ſure to preſent the vvhole, VVithout a rent or flavv. O try, O try vvhat that you be, And mind Johns viſion vvell, And ſay not its a ſhallovv ſpeech, VVhen it's the ſpirits knel. O minde and underſtand the Pſalm, Slight not vvhat it doth ſay. O let it enter in your hearts, Its for reſurrection day. Chriſt greatly doth it ſouls embrac, So doth the Father too, He hath dealt largely to you here, He loves free grace to ſhew; But when that ſcorners do come here, They count it a vaine ſound, And at the Cluſters they do jear, Which in Canaan abound; But if ſcorners do come againe, They ſhall have their part ſure, Which is that the Judge takes notice. Of this there thought impure, If that ſcorners do come againe, They ſhall their part here finde; How that the Lord God will appear, Againſt the ſcorning minde. Chriſt hateth every ſcorning thought, And the diſſembling look; Therefore you ſcorners that ſo ſlight The Cluſters, ſhall not pluck, Or eate of them that do ſo ſpeak 'Gainſt them, Chriſt knows your heart, O let the ſcorner ſay no more, He hath not had his part. O bleſs the Lord, O bleſs the Lord, My ſoul ſhall ever ſay. That doth ſo pour out his love, On reſurrection day. Halelujah, halelujah I to the King will ſing, That hath brought forth ſuch royall meat, He is the King of Kings: Haleluja, Haleluja; For the Pomgrannet rare, And for that lovely view of Chriſt, With which none can compare. Haleluja, Haleluja that This right Chriſt talk'd with me, And ſhewed himſelf ſo gloriouſly In his choice myſtery. O in the night thou didſt appear, Thy countenance was bright, Thou didſt ſhew forth thy ſelf, O Lord, Moſt ſweetly this laſt night. Haleluja, Haleluja will • till breath forth, and bring • onour and praiſe thereby unto • he high and mighty King. Haleluja, Haleluja for • his choice and bleſſed ſound; • hat here thou doſt bring forth a voice, • hy throne for to ſurround. Haleluja, Haleluja that • eſterday it was ſweet, • nd that in ſilence it took up, • nd led unto thy feet. • here that the Balm did ſweetly run • nd filled every part, • nd brought refreſhing unto me; • hrough many a piercing dart. Haleluja alſo is above; • rom whence love ſweetly comes, • nd ſounds forth praiſes unto him, • hat's the beloved one. • hough head be pained many a time, With the dark Sinai noyſe, • et it is carried through and gets, • nto mount Sion joy. • this day ſeven night I did hear? What greatly troubled me, • hat ſuch as do profeſs for Chriſt, • hould unto Sinai flee; • ut yeſterday, O the day paſt, He did revivings give, And eaſed Head, and Lungs, and all, And made afreſh to live From dying, ſad, and weakning paine, And burning heat ſo great, O what a living God art thou; What cometh from thy ſeat. Haleluja for yeſterday was A ſweet reviving day, O I ſhall ſtill have more of it, And in thy boſome lye. O yeſterday thou healedſt me, And in night comfort bring, And ſaid art thou now well my Childe, Yes thanks unto the King, I anſwered, and thou didſt come, Unto my ſoul betimes. Theſe looks were like the Pomgrannet, They were moſt choice and fine In the morning thou calledſt me, And ſaid O come and eate Of this that is ſent to thee forth, From the eternal ſeat. In the morning thou calſt betimes, Unto Companions dear. O where are you; why come you not, The meat is diſhed here. O the ſweet ſpouſe did ſhew before, A pattern to thy ſong, And brought her Epiſtle to be, A pattern unto Iohn. Haleluja thou ſhalt have dear Chriſt, That could not from thence goe; But thou muſt leave a promiſe that, The ſpirit ſhould overflow. I muſt now go away ſaith Chriſt; But I ſhall come againe, And greatly will refreſh your hearts, With reſurrection reign. O here's great tenderneſs of love, And here is bounty ſweet; Which is appointed unto thoſe, That are new Covenant ſheep: O this it is a lovely day, Do you it ſo eſteem, Are you not for new Covenant, Doth it not glorious ſeem, The Elders they it dearly love, Before the thrones their place, And they do worſhip and fall down Before the Kings rich grace. All Sinai arguments ſhall then. Fall, and confounded be, It is no errour and fancy, But a true propheſy. O you that will and do ſo plead; For this obedience here, Againſt a tiſen Chriſt indeed, Heel come, and it caſhiere. Haleluja, Haleluja to, The King that ſhowers down, And all thoſe goodly flowers blaſts, That are from Sinai ground. Haleluja, Haleluja is, Amongſt the Angels dear, Who do delight in Jeſus Chriſt, And unto him are near, The Angels are about his throne, And for him they will ſpeak. And ſo doth Iohns ſweet viſion, Highly commend his ſeat. O Iohn, o thou didſt ſee the Son, And Fathers honour high, And the Angels that do delight, About the throne to fly. And thou didſt ſing Haleluja's note, In the moſt glorious ſound, And all this it is coming forth, Babylon to confound. O thou ſheweſt all croking frogs, Should fall into the lake, Though now they teſtifie againſt Chriſt, And at his ſpirit gape. Iohn thou hadſt lovely viſions ſweet, Thou ſaweſt witneſs die. And thou ſaweſt them revive againe, And Babylonians fly. And thou declaredſt of their fall, That they ſhould ſurely dye. Thou alſo ſaweſt the Kings raigne, 'Twas he opened thy eye. O Iohn thou didſt ſee holy ones, Round about the Kings throne. That often had ſighed for Chriſt, With many a longing grone. O thou ſhewedſt the lovely Bowe, About the ſeat ſo high. Which no Babylonians can approach, For it will make them fly. O Iohn thou ſaweſt, and didſt write, Through the ſpirit moſt choice, And didſt cry Haleluja, With a ſweet prayſing voice. Thou excellent beloved one, Thy viſions were moſt clear, Thou enteredſt and hadſt a ſight, And didſt the voices hear, 'Twas thou that ſhewedſt the eternal Which from God forth did come, And didſt witneſs unto the ſame For him that is the Son, And Iohn thou alſo doſt declare, Unto the Godhead high. That amongſt men did take a ſeat, And for ſinners did die. Thou ſheweſt the reſurrection, And what 'gainſt foes ſhould be, And ſpeakeſt of the voice of ſpeech, And of that high glory. Thou then was drawn ſo neer to it, And enterance didſt make, To view the bright rare ſhining ſon, That did thee to him take, Up inviſion in Patmos Iſle, O there he did appear, The ſame Lord Jeſus whom thou loveſt, In boſome to lye neer. O glorious is the viſion Lord, Of the latter dayes time, And yet this generation, Doth not the viſion minde. Except it be through Rabbi's voice Their wiſe, and prudent men; But few of theſe did ſee the Sun, He w'ant made known to them. O how did Iohn weep untill that, The Book was opened; But then he ſoon was raiſed up, And in him rejoyced, That was found worthy to unſeal, O he did take delight, To ſee what latter flock ſhould have, In his clear viſion light. He ſaw the Candleſticks of Gold So pure, ſo fair, and bright, And view'd the Stars the which alſo Were brought unto his ſight. He loved for to behold the throne, And one the Elders look, And rejoyc'd at the opening, Of the Lambs ſealed Book. This loving John, this loving John How ſtill he higher goes, And alſo he the Goſple preach'd, To ſinners and to foes; But when he comes to ſee the throne, O how joy did abound, O then he ſung Haleluja to The Lord for his high Crown. When he into the City comes, That was ſo paved with Gold, O he rejoyced very much, In that perfect rare mold. When he into the City comes, Where the freſh Rivers be, He is refreſhed and doth pluck, Fruit from the living tree, When he into the City comes, O there he doth behold, The marvelous rich ſhine there is, Brighter then any Gold. When he into the City comes, Where Chriſt is admired, How glad is he to ſee the Lord, His Saviour and his head. O what a lovely way is this, That the ſpirit him led, To ſee and to behold the Lamb, That for his ſins had bled, O what a dilicate ſight had John, When ſpirit did him call, To ſee his Saviour ſo dear, The City and the wall. The walls and Bulworks he did ſee, That be ſo very ſtrong, O it was a choice ſight indeed, None can this City wrong, Alas poor ſouls you can't it ſee, You can't tell what is here, Except it be for that viſion, That in Patmas appear'd, You gaze and hear a while I know, Some wonder for to ſee; But O you cannot ſo take in This pretious melody. Alas you cannot ſee it ſo, You don't this glory know. O that you did ſee Jeſus Chriſt, It would make your hearts to glow. O he is ſweet and beautifull, Here is holineſs through all, O here's a royalty indeed; VVhich will make enemies fall. What good will ſinners have by this That do againſt him come But they ſhall all fall before Chriſt, That is the onely Son. Alas you do come here and ſee; But can't tell what appears, Except the Lord doth come to you, And your dark judgements clears. O prithy ſinner ſtay awhile, And holineſs embrace, Be out of love with all your ſins, Now the King offers grace. O that all ſinners did once know; What's to be found in him. O it cleanſeth the ſoul from guilt, And all the filth of ſin. It would make them publiſh for Chriſt, And declare his high work, In publiſhing his great fame abroad, And at the ſcorners pluck. Who againſt Chriſt and ſpirit goe, When thou call's to plead, For him and for his reigning day, 'Gainſt thoſe that him bereave Of whats his right, and do not teach, In holy Goſpel way, That all may hear and know of him, And his bright lightſome day. O come and preach forth vengeance, Lord, Apoſtates grow ſo vile, O come with vengeance, come dear Lord, To Robbers that do ſpoyl. O come with vengeance, come dear Lord, That there blouds may drop out, That do ſo rob and ſteal from thee, Stop the apoſtates mouth. O come, o Lord, come them and ſtrike, And all that they contrive, O come thou and ſpoyl all of them, That do thy throne diſpiſe. O come, o bleſſed God, o come, Let not apoſtates live, That have ſo reared up a Calf, And to it honour give, O come, o mighty God, o come, King David come and march, O when wilt thou, o King appear, In thy triumphant march. O David when wilt thou march out, It will delight my heart; When ſhall thy trumpet blow and ſound, When wilt thou ſhoot thy dart. King David thine longs to ſee thee, To ſee thee bend thy Bowe, To ſee thee in thy glory come, With vengeance to the foe. King David thy ſweet Pſalms do ſay, That didſt delight to ſing, That the Kings foes ſhould ſurely fall, H'eel to deſtruction bring. And ſplit them that have ſtoln from him, And doe devourings eate, And all of them unthrone o King, That are in Engliſh feat. O come, o David and march out, That rebels all may dye, And may not live here on the earth, That do thy Law deſpiſe. O I will ſing, o I will ſing Of David of the King, Who ſhall take hold of enemies, And them to ruine bring; But when wilt thou engage, o King Againſt Robbers ſo high, If this Generation had not ſo, Luſted exceedingly. They might have had Manna indeed, And draughts of thy pure wine; If they had not rejected thee, New inventions to finde. O Children they have not been, Conſtant unto thy way; But they have gone after their luſts, In this back ſliding day. O that Children were humbled, That they have own'd the raſh, That are ſo hardned in the way, That againſt thy work doth claſh. O humble, humble thy poor ones, That thou mayſt lift them up, And carry them to drink of that, Which is ſalvations Cup. O King David, King David march, Thy march doth look ſo choice, And it doth come moſt pleaſantly, In Zions lovely voyce. There will be none of Zinais noyſe, That will be ſtrucken down, It doth not honour the great King In's march, and in his Crown. O David, David, what a time, Haſt thou in England now, When ſo many Idols are up, To which poor Children bow. King David thou loveſt Goſpel-ſound, It pleaſeth well thine Eare, And where are they, O where dear King That one may this ſound hear. King David where is Goſpel pure, Do not men fancy bring; Poor England hath a mixture that, Doth not well pleaſe the King. O come and preach the Goſpel ſo, That Indians may have, And hear the precious ſound of thee; Without any reſerve. O let thy Goſpel, dear Chriſt be, Unto grea ſinners told, And let thy free love be held forth, To that rebellious mold. • et them know the Goſpels great grace, That it their ſouls may move. And that they may run after thee, And with thee fall in love. O let poor ſouls temptations die, And let them ſee thy face, And look more up with open eye, Upon thy glorious grace. O glorious King thy ſound indeed, Vnto poor ones is choice, O come then and declare thy ſelf, In the new Covenant voice. O that poor ſouls to it may come, And hear of thy great day, And ſo behold thy holineſs, And have a rich array. Let none be ignorant that have heard, Thy ſpouſes ſong ſo choice. Which hath been teaching matter too, And a great inſtructing voice. Let not any be ignorant, When the ſpirit doth ſo ſing, The love that the ſpouſe had to him, Which is the onely King. O let them know and love the Pſalme, The ſong which is ſo choice, Which doth ſet forth Ieruſalem, In her latter days voyce. O let them love the ſpouſes love, The winters paſt and gone, And the ſummer it doth appear, For the ſweet time is come, Of the Birds ſinging ſaith my Lord, And it is a choice ſound: Of praiſe, and glory unto him, That doth reſreſh our ground. The raine is paſt, O it is gone, All things begin to ſpring, And this unto the latter age, Muſt be ſung of their King. How doth ſhe ſing of Jeſus Chriſt, In his ſweet ſpringing there, O how ſhall ſpirit ſing of him, In latter ages rare. My love, my dove, my undefil'd, His purity indeed, Saith ſhe of him, and he of her, As Lilly in the field. So is my love amongſt the reſt, And my beloved ſaith ſhe, Amongſt the ſons is faireſt and beſt, Even as the apple tree. And I am come to eate and drink. Of this pure flagon wine. And I ſaith he of Hony Comb, Which is moſt ſweet and fine. He calls the North winde to awake, And eke the South to blow, For to refreſh his Garden and, To make his Spices ſlow. O I am come to thee ſaith Chriſt, And now he ſends his ſpirit, And his beloved Iſrael, Shall alſo know his merit. O Chriſt will ſay awake, come forth, Ariſe out of the grave. Stand up, revive, be freſh and green, As when in youth I gave, My ſelf to thee, O this indeed, Will be a bleſſed day, And all ſhall flock forth unto it; VVhen once he thus doth ſay. For o this great and glorious thing, VVill Heathens to thee bring. The Blackamores will run alſo, To own thee for their King. VVhen thou thy beloved one ſhalt bring, To ſit on thy high ſeat, Others will come apace to thee, It will thy flock compleat. VVhen thou ſhalt bring her unto thee Others will rejoyce therein, That thou haſt ſhown thy ſelf to her, And done ſo great a thing. I love to fing of her thy ſpouſe, To whom thou wilt give ſuch wine. I love to ſing of her great day, And of her luſterous ſhine, They'l ſay to ſome, o why did you, Go to tables of ſtone, To honour and ſet up a day, 'Gainſt the beloved one. O then ſhee'l ſay why did you ſo Much for old Covenant plead, When that the Goſpel you did own, Should you not Sinai leave. O ſhe will love the ſpirits Law, And for it ſhe will goe; And they that run away from it, Shall ſurely have a blow. O ſhee will not then ſtart aſide, Shee'l not arguments bring, To ſtrike at the new Covenant, That concerneth her King. O what a glorious time is that That brings the Jubily year, O how can they do any thing, Againſt this to appear. O my heart, and head pained is, To think what will become, Of them that after ſo much love, Do goe againſt the Son. O it doth paine and wound my heart, In fellowſhip to hear. That againſt the new Covenant, Poor Children ſhould appear. O bleſſed King, O bleſſed King, O who lays it to heart. So as to wraſtle much with thee, To ariſe and take his part. That is riſen up, and lifted high, O come and break all down. That is againſt new Covenant, And reſurrection Crown. Thou bringeſt here a ſpirit Lord, Which for poor Children crave, Yet they do not regard the ſong; But when I am layd in grave, Some ſhall then witneſs for this mouth, And ſay a ſong indeed, 'Twas that here to us was brought down, Souls to cheer up and feed. Come poor ſouls hear the lovely ſound, It will give your hearts eaſe, Think not that poor one here doth ſpeak, Be not at it diſpleas'd. Though the veſſell be very meane, Wherein this Counſell be, Yet O come and partake of it, And do not from it flye. O it is not of Croatures make, O had you but a taſte, You would not run away from it; But unto it would haſte. O it is not a mixed food, It gives counſell to all, It doth not lead from Scripture rule; But doth poor ſinners call. O the King liketh well of it, And you that are his ſheep. Do not bring weapons 'gainſt it, but Indeavour him to meet. And O dear ſouls, O you that do, So drink in this choice wine, O have a care that nothing may, Intice you with words fine. And come you poor complaining ſouls, That walks ſo neer to ground, O come you and embrace this love, O hear the joyfull ſound. O what am I, O what am I, But a poor ſilly one, A bruiſed reed thou mak'ſt abide, That cannot ſtand alone; But o my ſtrength is from above, It doth come forth from thee; Which makes me ſo it flam'd with love, And ſo in ſinging be. It is a glorious ſpeech indeed, And a moſt mighty voice, O that poor ſouls knew more of it, It is glorious and choice. Lord thou giv'ſt much, and here doſt come Thanks be given to thee. O take it, I it here preſent, Its thine, its not from me, And thou ſayſt ſo I will dear Child, Then Father, I am content, To ſuffer for thy ſake awhile, And for thee to be ſpent. O Lord thou doſt oft take me up, From every Creature here, And I ſhall have a time with thee, That are to me ſo dear: O Lord I love to talk with thee, And when up and down I go, My ſoul is grieved very much, And thou doſt know it is ſo. And therefore ſaith Ile take thee up, And thou ſhalt be with me, And drink of my Salvation Cup, I am glad to be with thee, And well content to be taken, From all beloved's here, That ſo I may walk with my God, And ſee him ſhine more clear. Eternall word thou haſt ſpoken, I do take heed to thee, For thou art the ſure word indeed, And the true Prophecie. No Errour could me lop, o Lord, From the high glorious tree, O I will boaſt of Ieſus Chriſt, In this ſweet harmony. Nothing could ever draw me from, Owning a ſcripture Chriſt, And I ſhall ſtill be kept to him, And to's word all my lifs. I long, I long, to ſing over, Hell death and alſo grave, Yet I am content here to abide, With teſtimony brave, I long to be cloathed upon, And to awake and ſing, And yet I am content to be, A witneſs for the King. O bleſſed be God for that life, Makes me not value any; Becauſe thou are unto my ſoul, Above beloved's many. I love them-all ſo that I would, Not have them their poſts bring, To jusſle againſt his that is, The bleſſed glorious King. O bleſſed daies o bleſſed nights, O let freſh praiſes ſpring, For what the ſpirit doth bring forth, Let the Creation ſing. O let the Cattle praiſe the Lord, Upon a thouſand Hills, O that the Birds alſo with praiſe, The earth throughout may fill. And o let every thing alſo, That creepeth on the ground, Which was not brought forth by ſins ſlime, To him high praiſes ſound. But o let ſinners know that do Still in Rebellion walk, It will be ſad for them that have, So much oppos'd and talk'd Againſt the ſpirit in that day, Wherein it call'd from ſin, Such ſhall meet with reproof from Chriſt, And have a check from him. Let none reject the living voice, But let it take effect, And carry out poor ſouls to thee, That will not them reject. O ſpirit doth come forth to them, With tidings of great joy, O let it take the heart for thee, And nothing ſhall annoy. O then the lips ſhall gratious bee, And the King will them own, Elſe he cannot love and regard, Nor ſhew his glorious throne. O that they may come unto thee, And here the Goſpel ſound, Which Satan cannot come to reach, For grace doth there abound. O what a royall day is this, A bleſſed time moſt ſweet, O could you reliſh it poor ſoules, You would great comfort meet. But O Companions I do know, You prize it very much, And you do deeply drink of it, For you have had a touch. Companions I am glad for you, I know you have been fed, And you have talked with the Son, In what the ſpirit hath ſaid. Companions I do know you love, And like pomgrannet cheer, I know you alſo underſtand, When emblems do compare. I know you have received in, The pleaſure of this day, Therefore ſpirit teacheth to praiſe; For Companions alwayes. O ſurely you are here this day, Now fitted for much more, That ſhall come forth from Jeſus Chriſt, From his rich pretious ſtore. O will you wait here many daies? Will you from pleaſures faſt? Me thinkes I here companions ſay, Yea while the viſion laſts. O you Companions witneſs ſhall, Unto theſe things ſo choice, And ſhall plead for the ſong alway, Through the ſpirits voice. O praiſe the Lord for Companions, Through whom witneſs doth come, For matters that have here been brought, Through the Eternall Sonne. Haleluja, Haleluja Lord, For companions I will ſing, And praiſes ſhall be given here, Becauſe they have not been Carried about, nor yet intic'd, From thee by any means, And they ſhall he e meet with reproof, If on Creatures they leane. Haleluja Haleluja for, Companions that do come, And are not wedded to any thing, But to King Solomon. Haleluja, Haleluja that Thou here witneſſes have, That will ſtill follow Jeſus Chriſt, To death unto the grave, Haleluja, Haleluja Lord, O I of thee will ſing, That thou haſt comforted us here, Thou art the Nations King. O Nations King, O Nations King, Companions are for thee, O they do witneſs to thy ſong, And to thy melody. Haleluja, Haleluja ſhall The Angels ſing to thee, Becauſe they do behold thy face, And in thy preſence be. O Angels they do love the King, And delight in his ſpirit, And praiſe thee for Companions true, That ſhall ſuch joys inherit. Haleluja, Haleluja ſtill, Angels ſhall ſing above; For they are pleaſed with poor fleſh, And do Companions love. Haleluja, Haleluja for, Thoſe that witneſs to thee, Lord Jeſus that did come in fleſh, Ther's few that faithfull be. O when that Chriſt did come in fleſh, He had witneſſes few, It was a hidden myſtery, Of which moſt nothing knew. Haleluja, Haleluja that, Thou bringeſt in ſuch who, Deſire holily to walk, With Converſation new, Haleluja, Haleluja Let Gath, and Aſkelon, Know that the ſpirit is come here, And Haleluja ſong. Let ſinners and Saints alſo know, And yet not angry be, That Chriſt hath juſtified thoſe, That love his harmony. Haleluja, Haleluja that, •• loveds can't obtaine; •• t they will rather die then leave, •• is ſweet and lovely gaine. Haleluja, Haleluja that, •• er's none can have their will, 〈◊〉 take away their witneſs for •• he glorious Hermon hill. Haleluja, Haleluja to • hee for thy bleſſed grace, • nd for thy powerfull workings here, Which nothing can deface. Haleluja ſweetly doth come down, •• r Companions ſo dear, • hough a poor little Company, 〈◊〉 them the whole appears. • hat ſweet and glorious Company, Which John ſo white did ſee, •• nging of Haleluja's praiſe, • bout the throne with thee, 〈◊〉 they ſhew forth the thouſands Lord, • hat ſhall have glory bright, • hat have ſighed and gron'd for thee, • nd for David ſhall fight. 〈◊〉 Companions be therefore ſuch, • ike to the Elders white, • o that the King may come to you • o converſe, and delight. 〈◊〉 companions be like to thoſe, • n converſation choice, • nd look to Chriſt with fixed eye, • nd hearken to his voice. Haleluja, Haleluja that • ou ſhall for ever ſing, And be beholding of the throne, Whence ſuch enjoyments ſpring. O then do you Companions praiſe, And long for this ſweet time, O breath after Chriſt coming ſouls, • t is high, and ſublime, O it will ſweetly raviſh you, O do you call for this, • nto the glorious bleſſed King, • t is perfections bliſs. O you ſhall ſit with him on thrones, And ſee the lamps of Gold, And the world as brittle glaſs, When you theſe things behold, O what a day, what day is this, O it inflames my heart, And doth it not the ſame with you, It takes hold of each part. Haleluja, Haleluja Lord For what thou doſt now ſhow, Unto the latter age and flock, And much more they ſhall ſhall know. O they ſhall have indeed much love, And mighty ſtrength for thee, O they ſhall ſhine moſt fair and bright, In holineſs to thee. O what a time ſhall that be Lord, When all ſhall fall flat down, In honour of thy glorious day, And thy eternall Crown. O bleſſed time, O bleſſed time, That Chriſt will ſurely bring, And they that have intelligence, They cannot chooſe but ſing, O it's a joyfull time indeed, Flowing with milk and wine, This is the day of Solomon, Who's luſter is divine. Haleluja, Haleluja that Thy time cometh ſo ſwift, O it is haſtening apace, And unto glory lifts. Haleluja, Haleluja that, Ezekiel ſhall rejoyce, And thy John ſhall triumph alſo, In thy reviving voice. Haleluja, Haleluja that Ezekiel then ſhall fly, That ſaw the wings about the throne, With pleaſant Harmony. Ezekiel that was troubled here, And ſo much ſorrow knew, Shall then rejovce and ſing with Iohn, And with the Elders to. O then Ezekiel, and thy John Shall not any more weep, Nor rebellious ones ſo trouble them, When thus with thee they keep. Haleluja, Haleluja for This glory unto them, That ſhall appear ſo bright and fair, Amongſt thy noble men. This joy is come down here in Pſalme, Praiſes to thee to ſay, And Haleluja for that, In this delightfull day. Haleluja, Haleluja that, When I ſhall lye in grave, This generation will ſay, A ſign, a ſign we have Had, for it was a ſign indeed, And it did often bring, Tydings unto poor ſinners of, The glorious bright King. O that poor ſouls did know the joy, That I have from above, O it would raiſe them very much, They would the viſion love. O bleſſed be the glorious Lord, O thou doſt ſweetly ſhine, Both day and night thou doſt come forth, With thy refreſhing wine. O thou haſt called me o Lord, To ſpeak of thy high time, And told'ſt me that I muſt declare, And mad'ſt my heart incline, Thou bid'ſt me ſing forth of the ſpouſe, I ſaid how ſhall I ſing, The prayſes of Haleluja, Thou ſaidſt that it ſhould ſpring, And ſo i • hath, O bleſſed Chriſt, O my beloved one, In a moſt fooliſh empty Childe, For it is from thee alone, What haſt thou done for England here, And yet they fly away, O ſpirit ſhall juſtify thee, And thy triumphing day. O come, o come beloved choice, To every poor heart, That they may love to follow thee, When thou doſt ſhoot thy dart. O come, O Lord bring ſpirit down, Let us the Mantle have, For thou when thou aſcendedſt high, A double portion gave. O how I long to ſee thine ſhine, And in holineſs walk, And to be holineſs throughout, In actions, and in talk. O come, o love, o come thou forth, Pray do not longer ſtay, For the inſulting world doth goe, Againſt thy glorious day. O come, o love, o come thou forth, The Saints do for thee call, And the Elders deſire alſo, To ſee thee all in all. O come, o love, o come for all, The world will be aſham'd, Of what they have done againſt thee, When thou appear'ſt in flame. O come, o love, o come, o love, O let thy Bride appear, And then ſhall Haleluja goe, In thy ſhinings ſo clear. O come, o love, o come forth love, O thine muſt call thee down, That thou mayſt beautify them more, For thy rich and high Crown. O come love and break forth apace, Overcome each ſtout one, That they may be conquer'd at length, And come to thee alone. O come, o love, o come, o love, The Box is opened, Wherein the pretious oyntment new, And its poured one thy head. And now o love break thou the B • x, And thy ſweet oyntment will, Refreſh and melt the very heart, And it with ſinging fill. •• ve, o love, thou ſhalt Conquer 〈◊〉 ſtouteſt ſteeled ſpirit, •• hy ſweet loving invitings, •• ch declareth Chriſts merit. 〈◊〉 O revive poor Children, •• me and raiſe them up, •• le that have taſted much of thee, 〈◊〉 drunken in thy Cup. 〈◊〉 thou before I go to grave, •• eſh them much within, 〈◊〉 alſo let me ſee poor ones, •• e melted for finne. •• ou haſt given me thy ſelf, •• t is not to beſtow; 〈◊〉 let me have thy ſpirit for •• r loſt rebellious folk. •• ou haſt given me thy ſonne, 〈◊〉 ſeal'd unto my ſoul, 〈◊〉 unto the poor ignorant, •• t thou thy ſelf unfold. 〈◊〉 is the thing my God indeed, •• t would rejoyce my heart, 〈◊〉 I am dead to all creatures, •• y ſay Lord in part, 〈◊〉 am taken from their ſight, •• e to their glory; 〈◊〉 it will much rejoyce my heart, 〈◊〉 ſee ſoule beautified. 〈◊〉 o ſee them about the throne, •• ll be great joy to me, •• d I love that their branches ſhould, •• o grow up to thee. 〈◊〉 them about thy table Lord, •• d let them ſpring and grow, • hat both male and female too, •• ght of thy goodneſs know. •• at they may underſtand thy grace, •• d be ſo taken up, •• at they may be aſhamed Lord, 〈◊〉 drink in other Cup. •• en in ſalvation cup O ſhall •• th young and old this day, •• e unto all corruption, 〈◊〉 unto ſinſull waies. O then my ſoul thou ſhalt him praiſe, And great rejoycings bring, For O my ſoul thou art in love, With the high mighty King. And O my ſoul praiſe thou the Lord, Father ſhall it do ſo, Methinks I hear thy anſwer ſweet, And after thee Ile go. Ile ſweetly roul my ſelf in thee, And hear the joyfull ſound, Which from above is ſent to me, And more ſhall here abound. For of Jeruſalem o Lord, I ſhall both ſpeak and ſing, Of that beloved antient one, Which ſhall revive and ſpring. And I ſhall ſing grace unto them, That have revived much, O ſhew thy mercy unto them, And give their hearts a touch. O come to every poor ſoul now, Thy ſtrength and wiſdome bring, 'Gainſt there objection for to fight, And make them praiſe and ſing, The ſtone of which the Apoſtle ſpeaker, It ſmiteth to the ground, And it's the ſtone which Daniel tells, Shall ſtrike all powers down. And it ſhall ſplit Apoſtates too, It is a royall ſtone, It undermines what ever doth, Oppoſe the glorious one. Lord Jeſus thou haſt appointed, With thee is the ſet time, And yet poor ſilly Children, To others do incline. To Rabbi's and to learned men, And do not wait on thee; But by another Goſpel they, Strangely deluded be. And they do not conſider how, That the ſpirit did ſlow, When as a ruſhing wind it came, According to thy word, And that the ſelf ſame ſpirit doth, In after time and day, To John and others to come forth, So that what Joel ſaid, Muſt not by any be confin'd, Unto the cloven tongue, Therefore poor ſouls take heed of this, Do not the ſpirit wrong. Whoſe wiſdome and power is ſeen, He is not tied to time, But doth bring forth a glorious Pſalm, A ſong that is divine. O what a day have waiting ones, O what variety, Hath here come down from Jeſus Chriſt For to open the eye. O what a day have waiting ones, What doth the ſpirit bring. For to draw up your hearts aloft, Unto the King of Kings. Will you go home and bring your hearts, To morrow here again, Will you beg that what you have heard, May in your hearts remain. O tell me now you waiting ones, Is not your heart through warm, With the ſuel that's from ſpirit, Then nothing can you harm. O latter commers do not think, O we can have the ſame, What can you in one hour or two, Of this choice wiſdome gain. O waiters o do you receive, A bleſſing from the Lord, O now do you go home and pray, Hee'l to your voice accord. And pray for your companion, That's ſtill to be imploid, In the diſcovery of God, That ſhe may have much joy. That ſhe may ſtill have ſtrength maintained, From the freſh living ſpring. And be inabled much more, Of his great love to ſing. Jeruſalem, o I love to ſee, Thee in thy ſweet ſmiling face, I love for to behold thy Crown, In this bright Viſion place. Jeruſalem though thy walls be, So broken and ſo down, The Lord Chriſt he will come to thee, And give thee a high Crown. Jeruſalem, though thou bee's now So ſcattered abroad, Thou ſhalt be raiſed up, and thou Shalt call upon thy God. Upon thy God thou ſhalt then call, Through the Sonns voice and power, And thou ſhalt ſee thy great increaſe, In that moſt ioyfull hour. Jeruſalem, though thou art ſo, Spoyled in every place, Thou ſhalt have a return where thou, Shalt ſee Eternall grace. Ieruſalem though thou art gone, Into remote parts far, Thou Shalt be brought unto that place, That is exceeding rare. Ieruſalem, though thou art now, So hiſſed at by all, O thou ſhalt come, and triumph here, And riſe from thy great fall. Ieruſalem, though now they talk 'Gainſt thee, and thee deſpiſe, O thou ſhalt come, and all thy folk, Unto high glory riſe. Ieruſalem, though thou art now, So frown'd upon by all, O thou ſhalt come, and they ſhall then, Smile about thy high wall. Ieruſalem, though thou art now, So ſcattered in thy bones, O thou ſhalt come unto thy Chriſt, And ſet one glories throne. Ieruſalem, o thou ſhalt bee, The Elders bright indeed, That ſhall admire there Kings raign, And on thee he will feed, • or he will not diſdaine to feed, On what thou doſt him bring, Tis of his own, of his own ſeed, And you'l together ſing. Ieruſalem thou ſhalt him praiſe, And thy dry bones ſhall ſing, • n this thy reſurrection, And ſhout forth to the King. Ieruſalem thou ſhalt then be, Thou ſhalt with open face, Be ſtill beholding of thy head, • n his clear Goſpel-grace. Ieruſalem, O thy looks will, • o pleaſe thy Saviour, he Will rejoyce, and delight in this, Thy pleaſant harmony. Ieruſalem, thou ſhalt come forth, With a chaſt nimble foot, And O thou ſhalt admire him, That brings the joyfull note. Ieruſalem, O thy love then, Shall wax ſo ſtrong and high, Thy ſtrength, thy wals, they ſhall aſcend, And make thy enemies fly. Ieruſalem, O thy lovely face, Thy reſurrection cheeks. It doth delight to behold. In this retirement ſweet. To ſee thy ſteady ſtedfaſt eye, That doth delight in Chriſt, To ſee thy heart and love to him, That for thy ſins did dye. O it is choice unto Gentiles, Unto Barbarians rare, I love to ſee Ieruſalem, And her delicious fair. Ieruſalem I love to ſee, To ſee thy North-winde blow. And eke thy South refreſhing ſweet, Which makes the ſpices flow. Chriſt Noſtrels delighted be, Thou ſhalt be raiſed high, His love and pleaſure is in thee, And thy enemies ſhall fly. Ieruſalem O thou are ſhe, That art the wedded wife, And thou ſhalt ſit down with him that, To thee will bring ſharp knife, To cut off all thy for • kins then, And circumciſe thy heart, For thou ſhalt then moſt willing be, And he will take thy part. O thou ſhalt then declare high things, And others ſhall them know, And be refreſhed with thoſe things, That from thy heart doth flow: Ieruſalem, O thou art ſhe, That Chriſt doth love ſo dear, Thou art the firſt beloved one, Thou unto him art neer, To thee thy Chriſt will tell his minde, And thou ſhalt do the ſame, He unto thee, and thon to him, Each other ſhall inſtame. Ieruſalem, O thy bright look, Greatly doth raviſh me, Thy River, and delightfull brook, And thy ſweet harmony. Ieruſalem, O thy looks are, Not rowling up and down; But thou doſt keep a ſteady eye, Upon thy Saviours Crown. Ieruſalem, O thou art ſhe, That will admire Chriſts name, And thou wilt trumpet and rejoyce, In the beloved's raigne. O dear Ieruſalem thou wilt, Make Gentiles glad in thee, When that thou comeſt and own'ſt a Chriſt, And unto him doth flee. What great increaſe ſhall he enjoy, When Jews and Gentiles ſeek Unto him from the Ilands round, And all his Children meet. Ieruſalem, O thou wilt not, Then for mount Sina ſpeak, Thou wilt not at all Hagar love, When on the Elders ſeat. When thus thou doſt behold his face, He then will make thee great, He will exalt thee to high place, And give thee elders ſeat. Ieruſalem, Ieruſalem, O thou doſt take my part, Although this generation, Againſt mee ſhout there darts. Yet I am raiſed up and fed, I ſee my Saviours eye, And the Pomgrannet juice ſo red, I do in him eſpy. Ieruſalem, o thou art dear, My heart is took with thee, Pſalm is down brought in note ſo dear, To ſing thy harmony. O dear Ieruſalem, thou ſhalt Appear as Joſephs bow, His goodly branches then thou ſhalt, Of all Chriſts truths allow. Thou ſhalt not look for him in grave, Nor any ſuch thing ſay, But thou ſhalt to new covenant run, And reſurrection day. Jeruſalem now thy theam is, Come ſweetly to my heart, And I rejoyce to ſing of thee, It will not from me part. Jeruſalem, o thou art ſhe, That all the world ſhall know, To be the firſt belov'd of Chriſt, And to thee all ſhall flow. Ieruſalem, thou art beloved, For thou art the Kings wife, And thou art ſhe that will admire, Him in ſweet ſinging plight. Ieruſalem, O at thy call, The gentiles forth will come, And at thy high loud praiſing voice, The blackamors will run. Ieruſalem, O thou ſhalt call, The Hetheniſh Indians round, Of thoſe poor black ones unto thee, Upon thy holy ground. Jeruſalem thou wilt invite, Such poor loſt ones abroad, That they may come unto the ſight, Of thy beloved Lord. Jeruſalem, o thou ſhalt take, A great command on thee, Dogs ſhall not bark, and for thy ſake, All things ſhall ſilent bee. O then the Dragons ſhall not rore, Thy ſweet eares to offend, The wolfs ſhall not make prey of thee, But to thee all ſhall bend, Ieruſalem, o then there ſhall No cockatrice eggs come out, To bring forth ſerpents to deſtroy, Or interrupt thy mouth. Ieruſalem no ſpider ſhall, Their webs ſpin upon thee, For thou ſhalt have the royall robe, O the high Kings glory. Ieruſalem, o there ſhall none, Come any way at all, To trouble or to moleſt thee, When Chriſt for thee doth call. O thou ſhalt walk in galleries, In a proſpect compleat, And thou ſhalt ſing and much rejoyce, Upon a royall ſeat. Ieruſalem, thou ſhalt up ſtand, In ſtature high and tall, O what a company will bee, Within ſalvations wall. Ieruſalem thou ſhalt be freed, From all dangers great, Becauſe the King hath given thee, A glorious fixed ſeat. O what enamourings, o what love, Between thee and thy Lord, Thou ſhalt have pretions food from him, And manna from above. Thou ſhalt have hidden manna then, Not meaſured in ſight, But it ſhall ever iſſue forth, Even from the tree of life. Coming from thy beloved one, 〈◊〉 hath ſet thee ſo high, 〈◊〉 • ou that art the glorious One, •• inks I thee eſpie: 〈◊〉 • hou with Chriſt, and Chriſt with thee, 〈◊〉 moſt glorious fight. 〈◊〉 it more come downe to me, 〈…〉 Souls delights, •••• ſalem, Ieruſalem, •••• e thy walls to ſee, 〈◊〉 ſparkled like to Diamonds, 〈◊〉 as the Jaſper be. 〈◊〉 • ſalem, O how doth ſhe •••• e forth in a fine ſhine, 〈◊〉 beautifull doth ſhee appear, 〈◊〉 looks they are divine: 〈◊〉 comes not forth with a vaile, for 〈◊〉 needs not be aſham'd, 〈◊〉 that her husband doth appear, ••• ch once for her was ſlayne: •• inks I do behold them great •• eir ſolemne ſweet choice, ••• at a ſhout will there be then 〈◊〉 from Ieruſalems voyce, 〈◊〉 ſhout of a King, the ſhout of him 〈◊〉 ſhall enjoy alwaies: 〈◊〉 theſe ſhoutings ſhall be brought forth 〈◊〉 • onour her great day, 〈◊〉 muſt needs have the Kings ſhout there, •• ll be there I know: 〈◊〉 is pleaſant unto you, 〈◊〉 after it doth goe. ••• e hope of Iſrael, Iſraels, hope, 〈◊〉 Iſrael thee know, 〈◊〉 gav'ſt them a name in Iacob, 〈◊〉 did ſuch valour show. 〈◊〉 Iſraels hope for whom Ieremiah, 〈◊〉 Prophets all did ſo mourne, •• ome raiſe, her out of the duſt, 〈◊〉 is thy true firſt-borne: 〈◊〉 Iſraels hope that gave to them 〈◊〉 Iacob that prevailing name, •• en wraſtling with him thou didſt ſay, 〈◊〉 Iſrael ſhould raigne. Of Iſraels hope that told Iacob Of ſuch a Crowne for ever, When he prevailed ſo with God. Iſraels everlaſting Father; And hope that comforted Iacob, And gave him ſuch a name: Let them come to that bleſſed Throne, Where is eternal gaine. O Iſraels hope that loved Iacob, And therefore did let him know, That thy Iudah ſhall bear the name, And prevailing for thee goe: O Iſraels hope in whom Iacob Had great familiarity, Great boldneſs and very much ſtrength, He would not from thee fly; O Iſraels hope that Iacob did So cloſely cleave to there, That he ſaid I'l not let thee goe, Till thy arme is made bare: The which by Iacob then was ſeen, And to him did appear To be for him a Conque our, Bringing forth victory there: O Iſraels hope in whom Iacob, Had ſuch great confidence, That he ſaid till thou bleſſeſt me, I'l not let thee goe from hence. Art thou ſo bold? Iacob thy God Liked it exceeding well, And where there are ſuch ſweet replies, Bleſſings abound and dwell. Doſt thou ſay that thou wilt not leave, Saith God, till bleſſings fall? Art thou of ſuch a publick ſpirit? I will thee Iſrael call, Seeing Iacob thou haſt ſuch ſtrength, And eagerneſs for me, Thou shalt become a Conquerour, And a great Triumph ſee: Thou ſhalt enjoy a publick name, That art of ſuch a ſpirit, Thou ſhalt be called Iſrael, And this honour inherit. O the hope of Iſraels, a holy hope, And remains to this day, Thy Ieremiah groan'd and cry'd, To thee for her alway. O the hope of Iſrael, Iſraels hope, Therefore ſhe cannot dye, Thou art ſo ſure an anchor that, Flouds cannot make her fly. O the hope of Iſrael is ſure, Thou wilt not alwaies ſtay, Thou wilt bring her out of the duſt, And Iudah ſhall obey. O come Iacobs deliverer, O come thou glorious reſt, O come thou Iacobs friend, o come For Sion is oppreſt. Come Iſraels hope it was for thee, That Ieremiah did groane, And that Ezekiel deſired to ſee, Upon thy glorious throne. O Iſraels hope, Daniel long'd for this, And deſired to know the time. He long'd thoſe bleſſings for to ſee, And to taſt of Jeruſalems wine. O the hope of Iſrael theſe did Sweetly preach forth thy grace, That ſo Rebels might leave their ſins And run a bleſſed race. O the hope of Iſrael he was, Moſt choice in Amos eye, He could not indure Ieroboam, Nor his calf ſhould up riſe, He did love to preach thoſe commands, Was againſt Idolatry, He did not fear any there, That did againſt him riſe. He was willing to lye at thy feet, His humility was great, He was bold againſt wicked Princes, And thy commands did teach. O the hope of Iſrael it was for thee, Iona was caſt in ſea. And ſwome in the whales belly, to Shew forth thy victorie. For by this it was declar'd and ſhew'd, How that thou ſhouldeſt come Forth through the belly of the earth, To ſhew reſurrection. O the hope of Iſrael for whom, Ioel did ſo love to ſhew, That ſpirit ſhould bee poured out, And give your foes a blow. Thou wilt appear for temple-work, Temple-work of latter time, And the prophet Haggai riſes up, With an incouraging wind. For to call to the governour of Iudah, To ſpeak for temple work there, And to Ioſhua with the remnant To fall to that work rare. And for this temple Habakkuk, Doth ſpeak from viſion true; But there were ſome that alſo ſaid, Theſe are deluſions new. And were ready to ſay that this, Should not accompliſhed be, But Habakkuk riſes and declares, That which is for Iudah. The prophets ſweetly do declare, The latter ſinging ſtate, And ſaith God will rejoyce with ſinging, Over Iſrael at high rate. And they ſhall ſee evill no more, Shall not miſcarry or fear; But ſweetly rejoyce in the Lord, And his glorious works declare. Zephaniah did prophecy, What Iſrael ſhould enjoy, When that no evill ſhould approach, But everlaſting joy. Zephaniah lov'd to prophecy, The ſingings that ſhould come, And the joy that ſhould be at the Returnes of Sion. And Zechariah he for Iſrael Did very much appear, And ſhews what ſhould be in that day, When Iſrael drew neer. •••• hets did love to cry up Chriſt, 〈◊〉 admiration high, ••• old, behold the King cometh, 〈◊〉 • ooks ſhines with glory. 〈◊〉 of them in Iſrael did, •• ery much delight, 〈◊〉 did tell of the glory of that, ••• ld ſhine ſo clear and bright; ••• y did ſhew forth the bleſſed time, 〈◊〉 excellent it ſhould be; •• en Iſrael is gathered in, 〈◊〉 Goſpel for to ſee. ••• achi points not unto Moſes, •• nto Horebs ſtate; 〈◊〉 to leſſen Chriſts dignity, 〈◊〉 ſet it at low rate, •• loth not ſpeak for Moſes, or •••• re for Horeb ſo, 〈◊〉 allow of obſervation, 〈◊〉 give thy truths a blow, 〈◊〉 a Prophet very high, 〈◊〉 that mighty one, 〈◊〉 wonderfully doth declare, 〈◊〉 bleſſed glorious Son. 〈◊〉 that great Prophet that doth, •• lare at ſuch high rate, ••• t which ſhould make voyd Moſes ſeat, 〈◊〉 ſurpaſs Horebs ſtate, 〈◊〉 they abuſe him that doe ſo ••• ntain another thing, ••• inſt the reſurrection; ••• ence ſatisfaction ſprings. ••• he hope of Iſrael whom ſhall, 〈◊〉 troubleſome times appear, 〈◊〉 • he hour of temptation, ••• pring away poor ones tears. 〈◊〉 he hope of Iſrael haſten, 〈◊〉 time of thy ſpouſes ſhine, 〈◊〉 at ſo ſhe may ſit down and drink, 〈◊〉 thy ſpirits pure wine. 〈◊〉 which this generation knows not; 〈◊〉 doe evilly entreate, 〈◊〉 call Zion and ſhe will ſay, 〈◊〉 at it is very ſweet. O the hope of Iſrael doe thou, Bring thy beloved dear, In thy own houſehold, for with her, There is none that can compare. O Iſraels hope, if that Prophets, In that time, for them cry'd, Sure it is neerer, and for them, A voice muſt here up riſe. O let thy Iſrael behold, And ſee Pomgrannets choice; About thy Temples to appear, And let them hear thy voice, That wilt inflame their hearts with love, And with affection dear. O come, come Iſraels hope, O come Give them the Jubily year, O bring in Iſrael to thee; Let them behold thy Crown, And they will talk of thy wonders great, And of thy high renown. O thy beloved Iohn was grieved, To ſee Judah broken down, To behold the waſting of that City, It made his ſoul to mourne. O he mourned to ſee its ſpoyl. It made thy Iohn to weep, Till that he did ſee the Temple, And did eſpy thy ſeat. O he rejoyc'd to ſee the Temple, So to be raiſed up, In ſuch a glorious manner, and, Seven trumpets did break forth. O praiſed be the Lord our God, That hath ſent forth a Pſalm, To ſpeak of Iſraels bleſſed hope, And of his glorious arme. And praiſes be given to him, That is Judahs great King. Unto him that is Iſraels God, And will cauſe there riſing. Then shall there be no mixtures, nor No Moſes in that day; But Jeſus Chriſt shall worship'd be, In his own manner and way.

The 13th. Day of the eighth Moneth. 1657. Here begins a Dialogue between the Father and the Son I Am willing ſaith Jeſus Chriſt, To come in ſuch a forme, And I doe not grudge to be made, A ſervant here to warne, To warne ſinners up thereby, And to draw them to thee; O ſaith the Son, I love this work, It is felicity. But Son ſaith God, thou alſo muſt Be pinched on the Cheek, And thou muſt have thy hair pluckt off, O this muſt be thy ſeat. A ſeat of ſorrows Son thou muſt Have and rebukes below; Well Father ſaith Chriſt, I am content, And doe not fear to goe; But Son unto the ſlaughter thou, Muſt be brought as a sheep. And be a gazing ſtock to all, And with deriſion meet; Be it ſo ſaith the Son, ſeeing God, Will have me ſo to doe; I am content to be ſo us'd, That ſinners may be new; But Son thou muſt doe more than this? What ſaiſt thou unto that, Canſt thou bear the great heavy ſtroke, Which will lay thy heart flat, I that I can, ſaith the dear Son, I will bear what thou wilt, That ſo I may goe cleanſe, and purge, Poor ſinners from their filth; Thou muſt ſatisfie all, O Son, And every thing fulfill, And give what ere I doe require? What ſayſt thou is it thy will. The Law will have its full due ſum; That ſinners should have brought, O be it ſo, ſaith Jeſus Chriſt, I will drink up this draught. The Law, and death, and ſin at once, Will come upon thy back, O ſaith the Son this can't me skare, Not in doing me ſlack, And the Father doth likewiſe ſay, This will cauſe a going, Of the ſharp ſpear into thy fleſh, Pierced by cruel men, And then the bloud and water will. Guſh out from thy ſweet ſide. O though it doth ſaith Chriſt, I will In my Father confide; But Son thou muſt be left alone, Diſciples will fall aſleep. Thouh they doe yet, I will look up, Unto my Fathers ſeat. But Son the hand that dipt with thee, In that ſweet diſh of meat Will take mony to ſell thee, and Will thee betray and cheat; Be it ſo ſaith the Son, yet I Will not ſtart from thy will; But cheerfully goe one, and not In any tittle ſail; But ſon to adde unto all this, They'l ſell thee to the foe, And thy company and number • hall have a broken toe. • e it ſo ſaith Chriſt yet I ſhall ſoon, Make up the number again, 〈◊〉 ſhall be compleat in number, 〈◊〉 my throne, and my Raign. And ſtill the ſon ſaith Father I, Will cheerfully on go; • or to accompliſh redemption, • mongſt rebellious folk. • ut then Pilot will thee condemn, • e'l condemn thee to death, • his ſaith the ſon don't ſadden me, • or it will bring much health. • ut there valiant Peter will fall, • nd he will thee deny, • e that thou ſaidſt ſhall be a rock, Whereon to build ſo high. 〈◊〉 it is he ſhall deny thee, 〈◊〉 open common place, 〈◊〉 but ſaith Chriſt hereby I ſhall, • ave a ſeaſon for grace. • ut ſon thy valiant Peter will, • eny thee till he ſwears, • nd that will be much more I know, • hen plucking off thy hair. • hough ſaith the ſon it will greive me, • et I ſhall there have grace, • rought by my Father to give him, 〈◊〉 ſhall him meet apace. • nd he'l look back on me again, • o whom this grace will ſhine, • nd ſo he ſhall ſee his own heart, • nd be humbled in time. • ut ſon thou muſt be led to croſs, And diſciples fly away, What then wilt thou do when they are not, • o carry croſs in that day. • hen ſaith the ſon thou wilt provide, • ome ſtranger there about, And if a ſtranger bear my croſs, 〈◊〉 ſhall ſee grace ſhine out. And I ſhall the more thee admire, Therefore I do not fear, To venter upon the whole work, To bring deliverance here. O but my ſon there will come more, Thou muſt be nailed to croſs, And there hang between two robbers, This thou muſt have at laſt. Well if it be ſo, yet I will ſtill Say thy work it is ſweet, For I ſhall there meet with and have, More company to thy ſent. Though I one of my number loſt, Thou on croſs bringeſt again, This doth not ſtartle me at all, Nor won't my glory ſtain: But ſon the while thou art there nayl'd, They'l offer bitter gall, Although they do, yet ſaith the ſon, I will not let work fall. But ſon what if thy father ſhould, Withdraw in latter time, O though it will moſt bitter be, Yet I will drink this wine. For ſaith the ſon, I muſt ſhew forth, A ſutableneſs in all, Therefore if that Eclipſes come, It is but for high call. But ſon thou muſt be laid in, A ſepulchre ſo new, That its firm ſtone, and will bear ſeal, That none may thee remove. But ſaith the ſon, though ſtones be ſtrong, And ſepulchre ſealed up, I know that thou wilt reach thy hand, Thou my God wilt me pluck. But ſon thou muſt lay there three dayes, And many hearts will flag, Well ſaith Chriſt though they do yet, My voice ſhall make them glad, O I do know there hearts, although They do queſtion, yet I Will carry reſurrection flame, And quickly open eyes, My Iohn to whom I am ſo dear, He that ſhew'd love ſo high, O he ſhall diſcover the ſon, That for ſinners did dye, He ſhall ſweetly ſhew forth this thing, The father to advance, O he ſhall ſhew the ſon doth bring, A choice deliverance. When reſurrection ſon ſhines out, O Iohn he ſhall declare, And all his ſorrows done away, All ſin all wrath and fear, O Iohn doth ſhew this very Chriſt, To whom the father ſpake, He is revealed unto us, And doth diſcoveries make. This very Chriſt, o this bright ſon, Is riſen up and he, Is firſt beheld by hand-maids poor, Mary ſhe muſt him ſee. Iohn loves him, but Mary muſt tell, Hand-maid was firſt with him, To her the Saviour did appear, And by her ſhewed to men. Iohn doth not diſdain to take in, The hand-maids which were there, Who did ſo much love Jeſus Chriſt, And reſurrection rare. O Iohn he did ſpeak of hand maids, Whom Chriſt did love ſo dear, And tells that Jeſus Chriſt he did, To hand-maids firſt draw near. O Iohn his record of the ſon, Is very ſweet indeed, He doth diſcover him to be, The glorious lovely ſeed. Iohn he ſhewed forth Jeſus Chriſt, In his bright glorious ſhine, And his great ſecrets are with him, O Iohn ſpeaks moſt divine. What he ſaw from •• riginall, In the Eternall ſtate, He doth ſhew forth and it declare, At a high bleſſed rate. O how he doth exalt the ſon, And lift up in our eyes, And doth declare in what he ſaith A whole Chriſt is compriſed. He doth ſet forth his lovely Lord, As a pure pattern here, That ſo all may view Jeſus Chriſt, And his great love dear. Iohn ſets forth Chriſt in that he came, So poor, ſo low, and mean, And ſaith this is the very Chriſt, On whoſe boſome I did leane. This is the Chriſt that came to thee, Its he cleanſeth from ſin, Its he that juſtifies the ſoul, And ſanctifying brings. Come come to him, ſaith Iohn, poor ſouls, O how humble was he, To ſuffer and indure ſo much, To bring forth victory. This is the ſon, o this is he, This is the onely one, That hath ſuffer'd and indur'd ſo much, To bring redemption. This is the ſon, o this is he, That was ſo ſlain for ſin, And he will wait till that he doth, Shine forth to all as King. And his ſhall raign on earth as Kings, And prieſts and prophets too, The which the Harlots prophets and, All antichriſtians rue. And they which have ſo gone about, To break and to ſtrike down, O they ſhall then all fall before, His high and mighty Crown. Saith Iohn, this is the ſon indeed, That is a ſheild to them, That to him for all ſafety come, Againſt the perjured men. O this is he, this is the ſon, That was a ſervant here, For to fulfill his fathers law, Which lay in his heart dear. And then ſaid God, my Son come up, 〈◊〉 thy own glory be; 〈◊〉 thou haſt been faithfull, and got 〈◊〉 perfect victory. 〈◊〉 Son, my Son ſaith God thou haſt •• lfill'd and pleaſed me, 〈◊〉 come my Son, thou ſhalt rejoyce, And thy ſouls travel ſee; • y Son, my Son, thou haſt fulfill'd • nd nothing could thee fear, 〈◊〉 come my Son, and thou ſhalt have, 〈◊〉 kingdoms for thy ſhare. 〈◊〉 come my Son, O come my Son, •• at didſt not fear the grave, 〈◊〉 thou art lifted on the throne, 〈◊〉 Kingly garments rare. 〈◊〉 come my Son, o come my Son; 〈◊〉 I doe love thee dear, • ho had ſuch love unto thy foes, 〈◊〉 thou didſt make appear 〈◊〉 come my Son, for thou haſt won, 〈◊〉 Crown, and mighty throne; •• ho waſt ſo willing to goe forth, 〈◊〉 or ſinfull fleſh to own. 〈◊〉 come, I doe in thee delight, •• ou ſhalt the kingdome have; •• ou that of thorns didſt wear the Crown, • hich ſinners ſcorning gave. 〈◊〉 come my Son, o come my Son, 〈◊〉 thee doth lye the power, •• ou ſhalt put all things under thee, •• now the time, and hour. 〈◊〉 Iohn he wrote down all theſe things, 〈◊〉 did record of thee; •• om what he ſaw, handled and felt, •• om thy Eternity. • nd ſpirit comes forth with this word 〈◊〉 grace, and love ſo pure, With this ſincere and wholeſome food, Which ever ſhall endure. 〈◊〉 John he loved very much 〈◊〉 he dear and pretious Son, • nd could therefore ſpeak of his death • nd reſurrection, Of his humane low fleſhly ſtate, And of his Godhead high, In declaring the lovely Son, He ſaid what he eſpies. This Son he is the eternall word, That from above comes down, And here takes up a place, and ſeat And then retakes his Crown, A holy glorious Chriſt is preach'd, By the beloved Iohn, Who kept in minde originall, And ſo declares along. O dear choice Iohn was much raiſed; For he had been lifted high, And inſtructed in School moſt pure Of the eternity. O Iohn was often taken up, And had a view I know, Which made him love, and ſpeak ſo much, Of loves hid flaming glow. O Iohn by ſpirit he was led, And whether did he goe, To read in the Originall, Great myſteries to know: Iohn a brave witneſs unto truth, In Patmas did remaine; For teſtimony unto Chriſt, And it was Eternall gaine: In Fathers boſome he was layd, And mercy ſeat did ſee, And he obtained glorious things, From the bright Diety: O Iohn what afterwards muſt be Deſired much to know, And therefore preſs on to it, And entring further goes, And the further, the more he ſee, And the more doth admire; The more in viſion he beholds, The greater's his deſire. O glorious writer, Lord, indeed, Was thy deat Iohn of thee; He was not ſilent, but he doth, Hold forth the things he ſee, He ſhewed 〈…〉 Jeſus Chriſt, Who ſate on throne ſo bright, The enemies ruine and fall, In his great conquering fight. He ſhewed that all reſtor'd ſhould be That in Creation time Appear'd ſo green, ſo freſh, and new In its beauty and prime. He ſhewed that all was in the ſon When he appear'd in place, Creation-groaning is done away Through reſtitution grace. O what a witneſſe art thou John Of Chriſt and of his ſpirit, O thou ſhalt ſit on Elders ſeat Through thy dear Saviours merit. John thou wilt not offended be That hand-maids here ſhould ſing, That they ſhould meddle to declare The matters of the King. John will not be diſpleaſed that They ſit about the throne, And go unto original. And nothing elſe will own. John he will not oppoſe and ſpeak Conteſting againſt that, But O John will be pleaſed with What layeth fleſh ſo flat. O John will not condemn the ſong, But rejoyce that the King Hath hand-maids that are riſen up To ſpeak the truth for him. O John, O loving John thou wilt Be like thy maſter here, For when on earth he went about, Hand-maids to him were dear. O what a glorious writer's John, That goeth down ſo deep Into the hidden myſteries To fetch matter and ſpeech. O John he declares Chriſt as man, And Chriſt as God alſo, And thus he will oppoſe and ſmite Thoſe that againſt him go. And when the Antichriſtians came, John he waxed more bold, In any thing if they deny Chriſt, he will faſter hold. For he is the eternal light, He is very God and man, The bright, the holy, and pure One, Thus of him ſpeaketh John. And hee'l not let this truth to go, For it was what he knew, He ſaid he is the Alpha, and He is the Omega too. O John he had enjoy'd the ſeal That cometh from above, And therefore John and Mary doth Abound ſo much in love. O bleſſed be the Lord of love, That doth with ſpirit crown, In bringing forth that harmony, The which doth here abound. Halelujah, Halelujah, will I here for ever ſing, For thou with Crown and Scepter here, Doſt ſhew thy ſelf as King. Halelujah, Halelujah that Thy ſpirit here is plain, And it doth ſtrike at every ſin That in the heart remain. And every one that falleth down, And lyeth at thy feet, Thou wilt be ſure to lift them up And ſet them on high ſeat. Thy Word and offer it is plain, Thy method it is choyce, O every unbelieving heart, Pray come and heat this voice. This day thou haſt thy kindneſſe ſhown, Though many do diſdain, Yet thou haſt ſome choice ſpirits here, That do not count it vain. Thou here haſt ſober ones, O Lord, To whom thou haſt been ſweer, And they do reliſh the rare things, They do in ſpirit meet. O thou haſt ſome choice ones, O Lord, That in thy heart do ſee, And thou art loving unto them That follow after thee. O thou doſt love poor hearts, O Lord, That will not thee deride, Although thou comeſt in a way That wiſe ones do deſpiſe. O thou doſt love poor ſouls that will Not from reproofe them hide, Though that the ſpirit meets with ſin, And at corruptions chide. O thou doſt love poor ſouls, and ſay, O do not open mouth 'Gainſt that which offers grace to you, And would your ſins caſt out. Come here ſaith love, and be no more Deſirous of that, Which will bring death and hell at laſt, And lay your glory flat. O come poor ſoul, ſaith love, O come, Where haſt thou been ſo long, Why haſt thou not come into me, Whoſe affections are ſo ſtrong. O come poor ſoul, and do not now Excuſes to me make, But when that love is offered, Pray come and eat and take. What ſaiſt thou to Original, Pray take and eat the Book, And thou wilt find much ſweetneſſe there, And love therein to look. The ſpirit doth make very much Of every word and thing, And gives encouragement to that Which exalts Chriſt as King. Therefore do thou do ſo, dear ſoul, Go againſt the beaſt ſtill, For him that is ſo pure and bright For to fulfill his will. O what a ſpirit ſoul is this That fain would conquer thee, It is a loving ſpirit ſouls And it will make you free. O 〈◊〉 Doctrine it is plaint, Its application new. O treaſure up the Doctrine And application too. It is a lovely Doctrine, But do not take it ill, That applicat on alſo comes, But O embrace it ſtill. O love application ſo choyce, Though it ſhould break thy bone, It is to let out corruption, Do not againſt it groane. O bleſſed and moſt glorious God, This day is very ſweet, What ſay you unto it, dear friends, Do not you it ſo meet. O ſcorners underſtand it not, You do not ſearch and know, And how then can you feel and find The glorious ſhining glow, You ſay 'tis a poor ſilly one That her own words doth ſay, And do not obſerve it throughout To finde what in it lies. But preſently away do ſtart, So do Profeſſors too. But have no taſte nor fight in that, Which is Viſion ſo new. But O ſpirit ſhall here more ſing, Notwithſtanding all thoſe In reproof and in praiſes of The bleſſed Sharon roſe. And O you ſober waiting ones, Spirit doth love to ſing, And to relate here unto you The matters of your King. O you dear ſober waiting ones, What fragrancie is here, For the Box it is opened, and The Oyntment doth appear. And is poured out on you, dear friends, Who love ſpirit ſo plain, Who hath brought here a Pſalm this day, That's ſo diſtinctly fram'd. O now, O now behold this love, And more of it ſtill crave, That ſo you may ſee more of him That this choice ſpirit gave. O it will tell you more dear ſouls, If that you'l hither come, Therefore be ſure you prize and love The high and pretious Son. O then let heart think ſo, and ſay, It is moſt ſweet and true, And he ſhall more allure you ſtill, And thus your joys renew. Oh pray the glorious God you may Have a ſight of his grace, In its original and riſe, Even in election face. O this is a ſweet lovely ſhine, A ſight that's very high, O it is in Original, It's in Eternity. O heaven it is opened, Poor ſouls, O will you come, O the clouds they are paſt away, Will you behold the Son. This is a day of loves free grace, A day of its bright rayes. A day wherein it utters much, What will you to it ſay. Will you embrace it, it is ſweet, It is moſt delicate, O it will raiſe you to the Throne, And unto glory take. It will open a door that you May into heaven look, And you ſhall taſte much ſweetneſs when You have eaten the book. O that the Lord would thus appear, That you theſe things might ſee, And by them be brought forth into A perfect liberty. And therefore praiſe the Lord poor ſouls, That hath a love ſo dear To purge and cleanſe thy ſoul from all Sin and corruption here. In ſuch a meaſure as it ſhall Not reign nor overcome In thoſe that walk with Jeſus Chriſt The glorious Solomon. O love, O love thou entereſt it, Go on to do ſo ſtill, And in rebellious ſtubborn ones Accompliſh thy will. O bleſſed be the God and King, For ſuch a day and time, Wherein he cometh forth ſo choice With things that are divine. A day of love to ſober ones, A day of love indeed, A day wherein you may rejoyce, And with Jeſus Chriſt feed. A Pſalm, a Pſalm of love indeed, That is ſent from the King, A Pſalm of love that the ſpirit Unto your ſouls doth bring. A Pſalm of love, a lovely Pſalm, That doth extol the ſon, And doth declare the royal grace That from his love doth come. O what a Pſalm ſhall there be ſung, When dry bones from the grave Stand up and l • ve before the Lord, They'l ſing a Pſalm moſt brave. They'l love the Pſalm, and O do you Unto your Children tell The Pſalm, and ſong that here hath been, Let it in your hearts dwell. Tell it to enemies and foes, That do oppoſe the Lord, And ſaid it was an empty thing, Do you theſe things record. A Pſalm a Pſalm of praiſes Shall have and enjoy here, And a Pſalm when I do depart, Which will my ſoul much cheer. A Pſalm, a Pſalm I ſhall then ſing For the bleſſed Kings Throne, And for his Scepter that will not Refuſe me for to own. That here have been a ſigne to all, I ſuffered much for it, In obedience to ſpirits call, And more I ſhall ſing yet A ſigne, a ſigne to Children, O that they would it mind, And it is a ſigne to enemies, And they ſhall it ſo finde, A ſigne, a ſigne to Churches too, Though they againſt it throw; A ſigne it is to every one, With love it over flowes. And therefore O Love more come down In thy ſweet harmony, And let the Nations round about Delight to hear of thee. As King, and Prieſt, and Prophet too, In thee all doth abound, That hath, or is, or ſhall be here, In thee its to be found; And it's a glorious voice of ſpeech, When that the Lord doth ſpeak, As many waters in the noiſe Ariſeth from his ſeat. O there the bleſſed winged ones Do fly about the Throne, And ſing forth praiſes unto thee, And do rejoyce to own Poor creatures, and to be emploid Swiftly up and down, Although they always do behold The high and bleſſed Crown. But O it is moſt bitter, Lord, To walk on Engliſh ground, 'Mongſt thoſe that ſo oppoſe thy truth, And in errour abound, O it is very ſad to me To go 'mongſt old or young, That do ſlight thy moſt pretious things And ſay its a mixt tongue. It is grievous unto my ſoul To walk here up and down, Thou therefore tak'ſt me up to thee And let'ſt me view thy Crown; And City which ſhineth ſo rare, Thy river there is choice, And there's the Tree of life alſo, There I ſhall hear thy voice. In the midſt of my ſorrows here, Theſe things thou ſheweſt me, And they refreſh me very much In my captivity. O thou, my ſoul, my ſoul thou lov'ſt, To ſee him that is fair, And thou delighteſt very much In him that is ſo rare. He that John and Ezekiel ſaw, Is come down to my ſight, And lifteth me up from the grave, And doth renew my life. Though I be in captivity, Yet he doth make me ſing, And though I often mourn here Yet I afreſh do ſpring. O dear Lord, thou open'ſt to me, And thou doſt to me ſpeak, And thou doſt call me up to ſee The Kings moſt royal ſeat: And Halelujah ſhall ſtill Be ſung unto the King, That night and day doth here appear, And ſuch proviſion bring. He is the ſon, O he is all, Though others do me check, I have enough in him, O Lord, And will be at his beck. All night I will roul in thee, O thou beloved choice, Who will fit me for the next day To declare with loud voice The movings of the Spirit, when Thou didſt creation frame, For all things were made by thy word Which quicknedſt the ſame. My Chriſt, O I will reſt with thee, That doſt come to me here, And doth refreſh me very much With thy rich glorious cheer. And ſaith, O come to me my child; Love unto thee will talk, And tell its mind, and it will ſhew Its pleaſant lovely walks. O come this night and lodge, ſaith God, O come and reſt with me, And in my boſome thou ſhalt have A choice felicity. And let poor ſouls have much, O Lord, In the cloſe of this Pſalm, O let them taſte of this thy love, And ſmell of thy ſweet Balm. O that companions might this night Alſo be taken up, And very much partake of that Which is ſalvations cup. That they may ſweetly be with thee, And in the night-time dark, Yea, even at midnight enjoy Something from thy own heart. O come beloved waiting ones, Spirit will try you all Whether your love be bottomed, Then you'l not from it fall. O Spirit it will try you all Whether heartily you come, It is for holineſſe throughout, For love unto the Son. A holy holy Spirit here Would your poor hearts allure, It is for holineſſe, dear ſouls, That always ſhall endure. You that profeſſe love to ſpirit, O let others it know, And let your converſation Shew forth that it is ſo. O ſhew it forth in all you do, And give glory to him, That you have ſeen ſo often here, And have ſo faithfull been, O now dear bleſſed glorious God, I'le take what thou doſt bring, And it doth cheer me very much That I ſhall of it ſing. O I will ſolace with my God In his boſome ſo ſweet, O I ſhall lodge with thee, I know, And with thy kindneſſe meet. Comanions will you now go pray My Chriſt, thou ſaiſt alſo, That thou wilt to thy Father pray, Thou ſhalt be heard I know. O I muſt have ſtrength from the Chriſt, I am ſure thou wilt it give, And it is that and that alone Can make me for to live.

Octob. 14. 1657. From Eight of the Clock till about one, there was a Speaking to particular perſons. BLeſſed be God that this laſt night I could not hear any ſpeak, Becauſe methought their words were ſo Unlike the Eternal ſeat. Where I had been whole days and nights, And heard of myſtery choice, Therefore a burthen it now is To hear another voice. I have been at thy lovely ſeat Where Creation I did ſee, Methinks Creation doth not look In that right rich glory. I have been at thy glorious ſeat, I have convers'd above, And therefore now I care not for Other inferiour love, I could not taſte of any thing; Nothing will now go down, For I have taſted other meat In viewing of thy Crown. I care not for any thing Lord, I know not what to do, But when I do come unto thee My enjoyments are new. And I do not now care at all To live upon this earth, When glory doth appear to me It ſhews another mirth. How can I pleaſed be dear God, With company below, When I above have harmony, With Covenants high glow. O yeſterday Eternity Had here a luſterous ſhine, It ſhewed the Original In myſtery divine. O here was ſung the progreſſe And walks of that body, Which was ſo willing for to come For ſinners here to die. O thou art glorious, O Chriſt, Thou didſt moſt bright appear, Thy love and goodneſſe it did ſhine Moſt pretiouſly and clear. O love thou melteſt here my heart, Thou art the onely reſt, O thou art as a flame within, Thy fire it is beſt. And now my heart is ſtreightned much Amongſt creatures to go, Thou haſt been here ſo delicate In thy election ſhow. O loving God, O loving God, My heart it doth ſo flame, It will not be contented till It enters in thy reign. O loving God, O loving God, Thou ſweetly doſt come down, And giveſt my ſoul a viſion of Thy moſt delightful Grown, Thou calleſt ſons and daughters to Come and behold thy love, And view it in original, Which cometh from above. In Original, in Original. There may you ſee it ſouls, O come read in original book, For that d • th it unfold. Original is opened, O come that book and view, That ſo it may raiſe up your ſouls, In pleaſures that are new. O come, dear ſouls, O come dear ſouls, Theſe rivers they are ſweet, O come delight to ſwim in them, Where you may Je us meet. O 'tis a love, a love indeed, A love of life ſo choyce, It will revive exceeding y With its pure Goſpel-voice. O do you love the ſpirits law, Come view that law of love Which God and Chriſt do ſo much own, It cometh from above. Dear hearts be ſure that you do love, The high eternal light, The Son of God which did come down To thee in darkeſt night. And he doth now require of thee A full obedience. O be ſure you embrace his Law, And do not ſtart from hence. For Chriſt he dearly loves thy ſoul, Therefore to him re • i • e, And that is all that he of thee For his love doth require: O love ſpirit for it is pure, And it will make th •• ſhine, O do you take delight in it, For it is moſt divine. O love the Law O love the Law Of life that is ſo pure, O it is a moſt bleſſed Law, It always ſhall endure. O love the Law, O love it dear, For it is very choice, A School Maſter indeed that hath A very teaching voice. O the Lords choice beloved Saints, That now lye in the grave, O they did keep unto thy Law And counted it moſt brave. Thy ſervants counted it moſt dear, And forth King did cry, O they did teſtifie for thee With witneſſe very high. O thoſe dear and choice ones, O Lord, Againſt Apoſtates all Highly did plead, and longed for Their ruine and their ſall. Theſe dear ones did not wander from Thy Goſpel-light ſo pure, But their obedience unto thee Did all their life endure. O they could not be carried from The high Kings bleſſed walk; But O they witneſſed for him And of his Law did talk. And ſouls, if you for David are, And for his Engliſh march, O then do you keep to his Law, Which is ſo dear and choice. If that you be for him and his march, Do not ſtray any way, But O keep to him and his Law In this backſliding day. O love the Law of the dear Son, And reſurrection day, O come to God through his Son, And then you will obey. You will then obey the great God In ſpirits light ſo pure, But if you do leave off this Law, O you cannot endure. Original he bringeth down Election Book to ſhew, That ſo you may here read in it, And after it may go. Yeſterday in this Book I read Of Father and of Son, From which the ſpirit did proceed, And now for it I come. For in Election-Book I read, And in it ſaw theſe three, In all their workings ſo diſtinct, With pleaſant harmony. O Spirit mov'd on waters high, And cauſed the great depth For to divide and ſeparate, That of dry ground bereft. The Spirit comes from Eternal Word, It is that breath moſt choice, That came forth from the living God, In his Creation voice. O I did ſee Election clear, All that is wrought in time Doth ſhine forth in Original, In its beauty and prime. And the ſun doth ſhine forth in all, His Image it is ſweet, And doth appear in every thing That doth the Father meet. And Spirit's alſo at the Throne, And from thence it doth come For to declarce of Jeſus Chriſt, Who is the onely Son, Oh! God he is a Spirit, and Jeſus Chriſt is the ſame, And Spirit takes of God and Chriſt, And declares in his name. O what a glorious one is this! O what a lovely ſpirit! That ſhineth here ſo pleaſantly, And from them doth inherit. As ſoon as Spirit it doth move, The Sea quickly appears, O the waters are cleanſed and The mud it doth caſhire. The ſpirit gathers the waters, And then in creeks about, And in channels he ſends them forth, And giveth ſprings throughout. The Spirit moved the waters, and The Spirit ordered depths, The Spirit gathered the Sea; And the dry ground is left. The Spirit is very glorious, And wonderous in all, And the depths doth unto the depths For his high prayſes call. The Spirit ſhineth on waters, The choice Deity face Did there appear, and then waters Did ſwiftly run apace. O they do ſwiftly ebb and flow, That they may praiſe throughout, The ſea after its kind doth praiſe, And the ſprings round about, The Spirit moves, and all things then Do look moſt ſweet and choyce, And all things had its limits ſet By the Deities voice. The Spirit moves on waters and Then day and night comes forth, And all things had its due ſet place, This is Scriptures report. O when you ſee the waters and When you the Sea behold, O think upon theſe movings that Such myſteries unfold. O the time cometh on apace, Thoſe that in darkneſſe lie, Shall be called to wonder at Thy glorious Spirit high. The M • rriners that to & fro So on the ſeas abound, Shall take notice of Spirit high, In its Original Crown. Thoſe that thus travel in the depth, And on the waters lay, Shall then behold the Spirit high, In its Creation day. They that do on the waters go, And the Lords wonders ſee, Shall ſweetly rejoyce and ſound forth The Spirits high glory. The Spirit mov'd on the waters, That there the ſhips might ſwim, That ſhould be made uſe of after That fallen man did ſin. The Spirit cauſed ſhips to ſail, That Creation might be The more beheld, and there you may The Spirits movings ſee. He gave wiſdom for to build ſhips, That his works might appear In their great choice variety To man more bright and clear. And that you might learn the more, On God in all to look, And be carried forth unto him In his Original book. It is a delicate ſpirit which Is in Deity wall, The ſpirit it is very good, It comes from him that is all. The ſpirit is Creator too, And with the word doth joyne, O the ſpirit is one alſo In Deity divine. The ſpirit in Original Hath been with God and Chriſt, And alſo doth proceed from them, And is eternal life. The ſpirit on the waters mov'd, And great increaſe did come Of fiſhes, which did multiply, And in the waters ſwom. In the waters variety Of fiſhes that are great, And alſo ſuch as are moſt ſweet And choice delightful meat. O what a rare ſpirit that moved Thus in Creation time, A ſpirit and a lovely one That is high and ſublime. He made the whale ſo huge, ſo high, And ſo great every way, So ſtrong that it is as a King In the waters to ſway. Nothing can there before it ſtand, But it wheels all about, And hath a perfect victory In the Ocean throughout. O the whale overturns ſhips, It is a mighty thing That thus the greateſt veſſels ſplit, And to deſtruction bring. A glorious ſpirit breathed forth On the waters, that it Should thus contain the mighty whale That there as King doth ſit. For all things are by ſpirit made, It ordered the whole, And gave command to every thing In the Creation mold. O Job when that thou cameſt out, Thou ſhalt ſing of the whale, O thou ſhalt ſhew him as a King Over fiſhes and ſcale. And thou that to God ſpakeſt of it, When thou ſhalt ſee ſons reign, Upon thy ſtanding tiſing feet Thou wilt admire the whale. Thou wilt admire the ſpirit In its Creation rare, Which ſo diſpoſed every thing, None can to it compare. The ſpirit alſo it did make The little fiſhes ſmall, And his great power and his love Doth ſweetly ſhine in all. O the ſpirits moving was rare In all his fiery race, In every thing it did appear On the Creation face. But yet thoſe that go on the ſea, Cannot thus ſing of thee, Without the knowledge of the Lord There is no melody. But O go to the Marriners, And lead them to thy ſea • , That they may read the ſpirits works In creation compleat. Then when they on the waters go, They will ſee ſpirit there, And then they will in every thing Behold the ſpirit rare. O go unto the Marriners, Let them unto fleſh die, And let them reliſh the ſpirit, And Jeſus Chriſt eſpie; O let them follow Jeſus Chriſt The King of Nations great, And they ſhall then give thanks to thee, And run unto thy ſeat. If that poor Marriner were here, That in priſon hath been, Spirit would of the ſea and ſhips Bee talking unto him; If that that Marriner were here, The ſpirit would to him ſing, That ſea and ſhips ſhould be uſefull And employed for the King; O if that Marriner would come, The ſpirit would him aske, Why that he did ſo often ſay Love ſhould abide and laſt; O if the priſoners would but mind What in their bonds they ſay, They would act more for Ieſus Chriſt In this back-ſliding day; If that the priſoners did mind this, They would better fruit bring, Which ſhould be maniſeſtly ſeen To all in every thing. The ſpirit is in Creation ſeen In every B •• d that ſings, And in each creature that doth here On earth ſo ſweetly ſpring; O ſpirit thou art ſweetly ſeen In thy creating houre. In all things that here cometh forth In every plant and flower; O ſpirit it ſparkels and ſhines Forth in the Onix ſtone, And in the Berill, O ſpirit, It is the rare choice one: O the ſpirit ſhineth throughout, It doth moſt ſweetly look, What a pleaſant witneſs is this, Wherein ſo much is put, Its ſpirits influence doth came Trees to look freſh and green, Each little ſprig for to have ſapp, Whereon the leaves are ſeen; It cauſeth bloſſoms, and the fruit, It is from ſpirits blow, And his rare workmanſhip is ſeen In each garden below: The ſpirit it is greatly ſeen In the creation all, And it is reaſon that it ſhould Be at the ſpirits call; The ſpirit alſo did appear In threefold councill, that To raiſe man-kind out of the duſt, On his creation ſat. Three is not ſpoken of before Nor in this manner nam'd, But they are clearly mentioned, when Poor man is to bee f • am'd, That ſo he might behold them all, And think on this love well, Though other creatures had the three Yet not ſo viſible: Sure the worlds originall cannot Bring forth ſuch a choice ſound, Lets look up to this diety For there it doth abound; O it doth greatly ſparkel there, But few can it behold, So as to magnify this love That doth ſuch things unfold; The honour ſhew'd to man is great, He is pleas'd above all For all are ſubject unto him, At his command and call; But when that he was form'd and fram'd, He had not breath to breath, But then the Lord did it covay, And unto him bequeath; Incomprehenſible this love D • ety breathed in, This creature whom they had thus fram'd. And given life to him: Moſt glorious was his ſtate, and ſeat, Till that an angell bright Became a ſerpent, and did tempt Him at God, law to ſmite; When that they were in Paradiſe The ſerpent to them came, With his ſubtill temptations, And they yeeld to the ſame; The creature had not honour now In the fields as before, O he had loft his glory, by This luſtfull ſinfull gore; When that he was in parad • ſe, Obedient to the Lord, All things ſubmitted unto him, And ſweetly did accord In a ſpirit of holineſs, And when that comes again, The Devill he ſhall be bound up In everlaſting chain: In the creation of poor man How did the ſpirit ſhine? O it was a moſt royall peice, That had image divine; What exellency did appear, And ſhine in every thing? What a choice work-manſhip was that, Which from theſe three did ſpring? And when that man did walk about, And the cattle behold, And the Birds which ſo ſweetly ſing They did to him unfold The diety and on the deep, The ſpirits breath was choice, And all the little birds did ſing To man with cheerfull voice; And mans work was more Excellent And looked pleaſantly, I am delighted very much To behold this glory; For he was Lord and maſter then And raiſed over all, And he moſt ſweetly did rejoyce Before his luſt, and fall; O his countenance it was rare, His beauty excellent, His form and faſhion, and his grace, From very high diſcent; And for him thou haſt ſweetly brought A moſt pleaſant Pſalm here, And the Godhead appeares in it Moſt pretiouſly and clear; O ſpirit thou didſt move on duſt, O ſpirit thou didſt come, And rear up man, and breath in him That is the lovely one; But O when the ſerpent did tempt, He was diſobedient, And his image is defaced then And his glory from him rent; But notwithſtanding this great fall, He's raiſed through the merit Of thy dear ſon and by him ſhall A glorious ſeat inherit. Then in creation of female Thou took • ſt his rib, and bone, And did command a ſleep on him And didſt thy work alone, But not a ſleep in order to Ioying in body or mind, That could not be becauſe it was The rare perfection time; It was not a ſleep as now wee take, But it was a reſting ſweet, And ſuddenly thou then didſt make For him a help moſt meet; But why didſt thou lay him aſleep, O thou didſt make him ſee, That he muſt not be taken in To the work of the Three, He muſt not ſo preſume and reach, Though a ſoul rare and choice, Yet he muſt not attempt to joyn With the great diety voice; He is poor duſt, and muſt not bee Taken in councell here, Though he be of a glorious make, He muſt not here appear; The ſpirit alſo mov'd herein, And opened joynts and bone, And did make up a Curious piece, Here appear'd three in one. And then the work it was compleat, Meet help to him is left, That ſo they might in paradiſe Talke in that ſweet choyce breath. O then the work it was moſt pure, It looked very ſweet; O diety, the Birds of thee In ſinging notes did meet, Birds, Beaſts and Plants, all thee did praiſe And were uſefull to him, In the prime firſt Creation days, Before that man did ſin. And the moſt glorious God deſired But one thing in this ſeat, To be reſerved for himſelf Amongſt his gifts ſo great: And the Devill begins with that, And cunningly ſaid it Was good for them, but his drift was, Mans innocence to ſplit; But the ſpirit, the ſpirit was, So choyce, ſo high, and rare, The ſerpent could not hit at that Nor his glory lay bare. O he could not meedle with that, But it was above all, It remained bright, glorious, great, Though man had ſuch a fall. The glorious tree, the gooly tree, The knowledge tree ſo high, The fruit that was forbid by God, The ſerpent at did fly. The Devill he did fly at it, Times at foreknowledg high, The Bargain it was very great, And much in it did lie, The ſerpent for foreknowledge would, Readyly part withall, So he might have an inſight there, He would let all elſe fall. The ſerpent ſtrikes at foreknowledge, To Children it is dear, But his deſtruction is therein, For to be ſeen moſt clear. The ſerpent he did come, and doth, With ſubtilty beguile. Poor Eve, alas they quickly are, With ſubtil miſchief foyl'd. And when poor man is fallen, he Is like to one amas'd, He cannot tell whether to goe, But doth about him gaſe. For Birds and Beaſts all are againſt Him, that to him before Were in ſubjection, and did yeeld, They will not now adore: Nor he cannot ſee as before The paradice ſweet ſhine, For ſin, and Satan had come in, And ſpoyl'd what was divine. All things do look ghaſtly, and pale Upon poor fallen man, O they do not as heretofore In full perfection ſtand, O they run in the thickets then, And hide in darkeſt place, They are aſhamed to appear Before the Almighties face. But in the Cool God comes and calls Adam, where art thou now, But Adam, was affraid, becauſe He did to Satan bow: Adam, what is become of thee, O what doeſt thou do there O doſt thou think from my preſence To hide thee any where: The ſerpent hath beguiled thee, And thou doſt think to hide, But thou ſhouldſt have been more watchfull Againſt temptations ſide, Satan did make thee to beleive, That thou ſhouldſt be as God, But thou ſhalt find he did deceive, And meet a ſcourging rod. But O foreknowledge now ſteps in, And for poor man doth plead, And diſcovers election, And ſhew that Chriſt muſt bleed. O foreknowledge that doth ſtep in, And th • n the Serpent dyes, And he doth wallow in the duſt, And on the ground doth lye. He, that once was an Angel bright, Is caſt down to the Lake, And never ſhall with fallen man Be partaker of Grace. And the original of Sin And Satan did take place, And ſo alas did bring about Mans fall and his diſgrace. Foreknowledge brings election out, And doth declare that love, And ſheweth from Eternitie What cometh from above. For in original is ſet Gods foreknowledge ſo great, And O let not free willers now Account of this a cheat. It's true the Serpent chaſed man From out the glorious place, But O the Serpent could not ſpoyle His intereſt in Grace. For the Eternal Son ſteps in Unto poor fallen man, And he's recovered again By a moſt royal hand. According unto foreknowledge And election indeed, The Lord doth preſently provide This choice and pretious ſeed. This flouriſhing foreknowledge tree, In deſpite of all ſoes, Doth ſtill indure and ſtand upright, And it ſhall ever grow. It's the foreknowledge of a God, It looks moſt freſh and green, O it appears moſt pleaſantly, There's nothing like it ſeen. But Satan labours many waies, At foreknowledge to ſtrike, And to eclipſe its glory and Saith it was from foreſight Of ſomething that poor man ſhould do, That it was from ſight of worke, And thus the Devils inſtruments Do at foreknowledge pluck. But the Tree of foreknowledge ſtood In an abiding ground, And there's no other cauſe for it, But what in God is found. The Tree of knowledge it did ſtand In Paradiſe, and there Is alſo put the flaming ſword, Which is exceeding rare. The flaming ſword is alſo there, That it might run through all That would be ſtriking at this Tree, Thinking to make it fall. But who ſo ſtriketh at this Tree, The flaming ſword ſhall cut, And thoſe that cavil at Spirit Shall ſurely have the hurt. Some in this Generation, Pretending much for Grace, Say it was for all, not only ſome, But this doth it deface. And though that Chriſt doth with ſweet voyce Call to rebellious ones, And they are left without excuſe, None can come to the Throne, But ſuch as in foreknowledge were, O this is glorious Grace, The Deity doth here ſhine forth In its election face. O the Son he doth magnifie The Fathers grace and love, But yet the Son he doth not ſpoyle Foreknowledge from above. And poor Souls you will not then think Upon free will ſo much, If you go forth to Jeſus Chriſt, And have redemptions touch. O look unto the ſon of God, Fo he foreknowledg knew And all the glorious things that ſo From Gods election grew, And when ſouls rightly take a view, O it is through Chriſts light, Elſe its dangerous to look On that which is ſo bright: The ſword that was about the tree, It had a lovely flame, It did ſorround foreknowledg tree That nothing could it ſtain, The very ſpirit that did move In firſt creation ſo, It alſo doth defend this tree Againſt the evill foe; And O this glorious tree is-kept Though Babylon would have ſlain, And hath indea voured by all means This flaming love to ſtain; But O the ſword is about it, And this your faith ſhall ſee, And therefore look up to the Lord For there is victory, And do not fly againſt ſpirit, Which doth ſo much appear For the truths of the diety And would draw your ſouls near; Ezekiell he was taken up, And did in viſion bright, Behold the glorious Diety, He had a precious ſight Of ſeverall winged creatures, when God thus did him up call, For then moſt ſweetly he beheld The Originall of all: The ſpirits work in creation, In rivers he is there, And in dry land he doth appear; In all things very rare; And father, and ſons light and love Is in a l that was made, And the ſpirit, theſe three are one In all that then was ſaid: Then in redemption ſpirit comes, And thereof he do h talk And ſhews the bleſſed royall King In his redemption walk; The ſpirit of the ſon hath told And of the Father dear, And to the creature doth apply; And bringeth this love near: The ſpirit reads originall book, Not for himſelf alone, But to apply redemption To the poor weeping one, And therefore love poor ſouls to drink Of ſpirits wine ſo choice, For that will cleanſe your ſouls from ſin, And free you from all droſs: Come O you ſober waiting ones, You love to drink herein, And for to taſt of Jeſus Chriſt Who frees the ſoul from ſin; Come waiting ſouls, come what ſay you Unto this wine ſo ſweet, What ſay you to the cluſters that You did from Canaan meet; But O the ſcorner comes and laughs, At Canaans cluſters great, But the children do not delight To ſit in ſcorners ſeat; But O come forth you ſober ones, And eat of the choice grape, For the juce is refreſhing ſweet And after more you will gape; O come you ſincere ſober ones, For its prepared for you, For they are reliſhed and toucht But by a very few; Poor hearts you that do ſigh and groane, Gome drink of ſpirits wine, It will carry to Jeſus Chrſt, And will your ſouls refine; O poor hearts methinks you ſhould not Hear thoſe would make you fly From the ſweet teachings of this love, Which in your hearts ſhall lie, O the anointings of the Lord Will make your ſouls to ſhine, O do not ſpeak againſt that which Is ſo high and ſublime; It doth not favour any one, It is not from the brain, But it doth ſearch the heart throughout And it doth try the reines; O pray ſouls receive the ſpirit For it is very high, It did create and form all things That you do here eſple; O pray ſouls love the ſpirit which Alſo doth ſhew the ſon, In his redemption work ſo great, For from him he doth come, And O what doth the ſpirit ſhow Of his anointing great, And what will not anointing do Before the higheſt ſeat; Pray waiting hearts drink of this wine, It ſhall with you remain, It will not onely fly to head, But run in every vein; O come poor unbeleeving ones, Look to this royall grace, And ſee the cups that over-flow They'l fill your ſoul apace: O Chriſt he minds the trembling heart, And the wounded ſpirit, That taketh what doth iſſue forth From his victorious merit; Would you poor hearts have a ſpring time O come you and wait here, For the cold winter it is gone And ſummer doth appear; O come you drooping hearts, O come, For ſpirit doth love ſtill To ſpeak particularly to you, Your empty ſouls to fill; It is the publick ſpirit ſouls And it doth love to ſhow The large and royall grace that doth To ſinners overflow; And the book of originall Theſe things doth tell and bring, Poor ſouls, O come and read in it The matters of your King. O Chriſt when he did riſe from grave, With Godhead ſpirit high, He minded Maries tears, and then Did pitty weeping eye; It was his work for to aſcend, And ſwiftly go to throne; Yet when a weeping Mary comes, Hee'l not leave her alone Without ſome words of comfort, O He muſt to Mary talk, And alſo ſend to Bretheren. Who likewiſe love his walk She cries Rabbony, and would touch, But prethee Mary ſtay, For I am not aſcended yet Saith he, but go that way; He did not ſtay, I cant now talk; But wipes away her teares, And ſpeaks moſt kindly unto her, That ſo ſhe might not fear; O what a glorious Chriſt is this, That doth ſay I am he, And what'a bright and flaming love, May poor hearts in him ſee. While ſhe was weeping he do h ſpeak, And unto her doth come, While you have eares on cheeks for him, He will bring comfort home Unto your ſoul, and you ſhall drink, And have your fill of love; And it ſhall riſe up to a flame, And carry you above O come then and do you behold The King in his high reign, In full compleat perſection, and See all the enemies ſlain: This you ſhall ſee, therefore rejoyce: In your Saviour ſo dear; Behold the love of him that will Wipe away all your tear • . Therefore O Souls come unto him, Beleeve he is your reſt, And love the Goſpell very dear, And covenant that is beſt; And be ſure you obſerve what doth Come from the King of Kings, And let none lead your ſouls away From that which comfort brings: But O obſerve the true Goſpell, For it is choice indeed, And it is very glorious For the ſoul on to ſeed; How ſweetly died Sillinghaſt In Goſpell ſound ſo choice, And O how much did his ſoul prize Thee in new covenant voice: O he was faithfull unto thee, And much comfort did bring To thine, how ſweet's his riſing day That kept cloſe to the King, And did not from new covenant ſtart, Love ſwallowed up his prime, And he did witneſs very high To truth of latter time; O how ſweetly did Pend • rvis Take farewell of all here. And was faithfull in teſtimony And in obedience dear; He ſtood unto new covenant, Did not to Sinai run, Nor to ſtone-tables for a rule, But did to Zion come; O how lovely and ſweet was he, Who morned for Davids ſpirit, Who did ſo much deſire his march That he might his inherit; His ſoul was ſad, and could not bear Any ſhould take in hand, What was againſt the bleſſed ſon For whom he up did ſtand; O his name and fame it ſhall live From firſt unto the laſt, He greatly loved thee and did To thy commands ſtand faſt, And every where did ſpeak for thee, His heart was on a flame; O he was faithfull unto Chriſt, And to his bleſſed raign, And O how ſweetly did he ſpeak Forth in the ſpirits ſound Of the commands of Jeſus Chriſt When he went on this ground; He own'd the pooreſt one that he Did look upon as thine, And did praiſe Jeſus Chriſt in all O his ſoul did incline Unto thy glorious Kingdome, and Did long for thy high throne, And to behold thy bleſſed face That art the ſmiting ſtone; How ſweetly did he ſet thee forth, And how did he oppoſe Thoſe that were not for Chriſt, that is The onely Sharon roſe; He did not care what any ſaid, But kept unto record, This is the evill of this day Souls do go from the Lord; But ſweet were the commands of Chriſt, Unto this ſervant dear, They were to him moſt pure, and bright, And did refreſh and chear; O what a glorious frame is this, Sure it is very ſafe, And it wi l certainly lead ſouls In to the ſtraighteſt gate, O lovely died Pendarvis Lovely was his renown, And every way moſt pretious, And bleſſed is his Crown; He was lovely in principles, Lovely in Doctrine, And lovely in his practice too Which beautified him: Bleſſed was he in holineſs Which did ſo ſweetly ſhine In his moſt humble holy look With countenance divine; He died unto yoke-fellow And unto children dear, And early in the morning he Approches the throne near: That ſo for dear Jeruſalem He might with face on ground Go weep, and mourn unto the Lord Who will by ſuch be found; He waked early that he might For poor Jeruſalem go Unto the throne, and there he wept That others did not ſo; O this beloved bleſſed one Did long ſo after thee, And thou didſt Crown his daies, and life With ſpirits melodie; And he was not raſh with his tongue, But he did ſpeak moſt meek, He was a choice and lovely one, He was a dilicate ſheep; And a ſweet pleaſant Pſalm thou haſt Sent for this lovely one, Who did delight in Jeſus Chriſt More then in any one: O that others did alſo mind This example ſo rare, That they might go forth after him That is ſo bright and fair, And my heart doth to children go, I would ly at thy feet, And beſeech thee to carry them Unto thy Goſpell fear; O I could even die O Lord That they might live to thee And embrace that pure Goſpel law Where is ſuch melodie; O that thoſe poor ſouls would now come From that which is ſo dark, From Sina's law which even doth Shoot like a peitcing dart; O it doth ſhoot 'gainſt thee O Lord, How can I it embrace, For it ſhoots againſt the covenant Which hath ſuch glorious grace; Though thy Goſpell-commands I love And fellowſhip would crave, Yet I had rather go to earth And ly in the deep Grave, Then to enjoy it with thoſe, that Doe ſo love Sina's walk, How can I embrace it with them That for that covenant talk; O I cannot have fellowſhip Though I in it delight, For ſo to hear my Saviour wrong'd Is grievous in my ſight; But O I would have fellowſhip With faithfull reall ſpirits, According to a Goſpell rule Through my dear Saviours merits; O fellowſhip is ſweet indeed And will be till I die, And then a witneſs you ſhall have To it that is more high. With teſtimony againſt thoſe That are apoſtates great, And againſt Seperates alſo, That do love Sina's ſeat; I matter not what any ſay, Who will not theſe things own, For I ſhall ſtill ſing more of it And for thy raigning throne: O lovely ſpirit thou art beſt, That cometh down to me And carries forth my ſoul in this Choice, and ſweet harmony; O rare ſpirit, O thou art rare That ſhineth forth ſo pure, Thou art the high and bleſſed one That ſhall allwaies indure; O ſpirit, thou art very choice, That Ioel ſaid before Should after Chriſt come down, and it Is come, and ſhall much more; O rare ſpirit thou art the ſame Come to Diſciples then, And did ſeal unto Joels word, For after ages men, But not to ſeal, and terminate It only unto them, But the firſt fruits it was of that Shall be to latter men. And thy handmaids were promiſed Much of that ſpirit choice, And it is, and it ſhall come forth In a rare ſinging voice. It ſhall be poured all along, While that the ages laſt, But Antichriſtian Rabby's do Indeavour this to blaſt The glorious choice ſpirit, Souls, O the annointings ſweet, They'l make you ſing, and quickly lay All others at your feet, The ſpirits ſweet anointings, ſouls, O what will they not do, Go to the Lord, for the ſpirit In his diſcoveries new; A holy ſpirit, ſouls, it is, Which you have ſeen this day, And the ſpirit hath come forth here, In the Creation way. O love ſpirit, which doth ſo come In firſt Creation ſound, And ſee the progreſs he hath made, And none ſhull you confound. O in the dayes of viſion You ſhall ſpirit behold, And be affected much with him That ſhineth more than Gold. He is a glorious royal one, He is eternal Light, It is reaſon you ſhould wait on him That is ſo high and bright. O come dear ſouls come and try it, See if it be not more Than any ſpirit that's on earth, Or hath been heretofore. O come poor ſouls, come peeviſh ones, O come and now draw near, And tell me, ſouls, if any do So gloriouſly appear. O come and try the ſpirit, ſouls, What can you to it ſay, It is the voice of God indeed, In reſurrection way. O come and try the ſpirit, ſouls, And ſee what it doth bring, Is not the meſſenger moſt ſweet That cometh from the King. O come and try the ſpirit ſpirit ſouls, O it is full of love, And it is ſent forth unto you, It cometh from above. O come and try the ſpirit then, O bretheren come try, Come ſiſters, and ſay what you do In the ſpirit eſpie. O come and view the ſpirit, ſouls, And hear what it doth ſpeake, And ſee the Scepters glory which Cometh from royal ſeat. The ſpirit it is bold and high, The ſpirit will not creep, It is the ſpirit of Nobles, You muſt unto it ſeek, It is the onely Conquerour, What will you try withall, For he doth come with the ſure word, And for it he doth call. The ſpirit ſometimes hath the noiſe Of wings, which up do fly, And ſoundeth ſweetly in his voice, O come the ſpirit try. And thus it was in viſion, when Ezekiel up was took, The ſpirit in appearances Moſt variouſly doth look But that this glory he might beare, God bid him at the roll, And it was ſweetneſs unto him, And God did more unfold. O eare the roll, Ezekiel eate, Viſion ſhall make thee glow, And thou ſhalt be ſtrengthened; and ſhalt With new diſcoveries go. What living Creatures did he ſee, And Cherubins behold, O what appearances had he, And what did God unfold. O go Ezekiel, now diſcover, Tell Iſraell my mind, But O you will be ſure in them Much rebellion to find. Saith God unto the Prophet, and He was obedient, And he declared the mind of him From whom he was forth ſent; O ſouls, now will you keep to him That is ſo high above, And march unto his Kingdom, though You meet with many a Rub. O it is time to act for him, And for Jeruſalem wall, For men they are grown impudent, And would fain make it fall, O therefore call poor loſt ones in, Call the perverſeſt men, And let them view this City Lord, And ſhew grace unto them. O call rebellious ones, O Lord, Call the moſt ſtubborn ſpirit, And ſpirit them for to come forth, And robbers diſinherit. Convince the Treacherous, O God, O their danger ſo great, And let not them longer ſtand our, But come unto this ſeat. The ſpirit greatly for them mourns, And Scripture doth bring here, Therefore if any comes to try, They muſt with it appear. The ſpirit it is noble, and Will not uſe poll cies, But comes in myſtery, moſt choice, And from mens reaſon ſhes. It comes in a plain form of ſpeech, Though its voice be divine, It doth not love confuſion, But gently tells its mind. The Scripture is a lovely piece, Spirit diſcovers the ſame, And it doth witneſs of all three In the choice diety name, And the Lord now hath ſent it forth, In prayer that is moſt choice, And in a ſpirit of prophecye, And in a ſweet ſinging voice. This ſpirit hath kept this poor one Amidſt many attempts, From the Devil and World too, And not only from thence. But from Church-members, and their rage O Lord is very great, But O let them repent of it, And be humbled at thy ſeat, And notwithſtanding all thou doſt, Keep me from any harme, For I am kept incloſed in Thy moſt beloved arme. I care not to go up and down, For it ſadneſs doth bring, But I love to behold thy Crown, And of thy Throne to ſing, O I do love to come to thee, Though others do revile, And 'tis not all any can do That ſhall my comforts foyle. And when my Father ſpeaks to me, I do on all things then Look as unworthy for to be Compared unto him. My God, my God, O thou art he That doſt ſo take my heart, O I ſee all to be in thee; O here's the lovely part, Come ſouls taſt of his royalty, With a believing • ouch, The ſpirit loves you dearly, ſouls, And that you ſhould take much. O he doth love the weary ſoule, And he will give it eaſe, Let nothing therefore you affright, But labour him to pleaſe. It's a moſt holy, choice ſpirit, What ſay you Bretheren, And ſiſters, have you had enough; O he'l more to you ſend, If ſtill you are hungring for that Which is ſo ſweet and choice, You ſhall from the Original, Heare more of the ſweet voice; It is the ſpirit of Nobles, A princely ſpirit indeed, Art thou willing it to'embrace, It will ſupply thy need. Souls here is meat and drink indeed, If once you taſte of it, You will not reliſh any thing, For nothing elſe will fit, And the ſpirit it will teach you For to own it aright, And to paſs through all ſcornes, for The true and only Light. O therefore come and learn of it, And to all things elſe die, And be contented to looſe all For this ſweet Harmonie. O my dear bretheren, will you For ever with it cloſe? And the ſpirit will more and more In it your hearts compoſe. O bretheren pray, that ſo the Lord May make you ſtedfaſt ſtand, And continue faithfull to him, In this backſliding Land. O pray to him that ſtill he may More powerings give here, And make you more and more reliſh This ſweet refreſhing chear. O bretheren and ſiſters dear, To morrow will you come And heare what is declared, by The ſpirit of the Son. And O companions, will you now Meditate on theſe things, O that hey might digeſted be, And in you live and ſpring; And do you praiſe the glorious God, O praiſe him night and day, And I will alſo praiſe his name, And reſt with him alwaies.

5. November 1657. about 2. of the Clock. The matter before I writ (as I was told) was touching the Saints ſuffering and Martyrdome &c. and ſo it appeares by what leads to a ſpeaking of the prepared body. O Lord my God, O thou art much In remembring thine here, Of thoſe times. which are paſt and gone And of ſo many yeares, What doſt thou fetch paſt ages back, And years unto this time? O doſt thou bring thy Martyrs here To ſight, ſince Chriſt firſt wind? O muſt thouſands of years declare What by thee hath been done, In deſpight of all Enemies To glorifie the Sonne. O living Creatures Wings muſt mount, O their wings muſt ſoar high, And greatly thou muſt praiſed be, By thoſe that thee eſpie; Living Creatures about the Throne Muſt needs praiſe him that comes, And takes the body from his Father, And as a Lamb brings down, O living Creatures, this muſt needs Such a true Lamb admire, And they muſt fall down before him That doth ſo much retire; Elders with living Creatures ſhall Then compaſs thy Throne round, Then Jewes and Gentiles ſhalbe brought Upon ſalvation ground; Patriarch Jews ſhall come in number Which is compleat and true, And Apoſtle Gentiles ſhall then ſpeak For the high number new. Patriarch number ſhall be joyn'd With Apoſtles ſo ſweet, And both ſhall make up one number, High ſublime, and compleat; No toe ſhall wanting be though it Appear ſo little and low, Yet all ſhall be brought unto that Which as Lambs Body ſhall go, This Body Patriarchs ſhall ſhew, And Apoſtles ſhall declare; O compleat is that Body, it Is glorious and rare. A body that Father prepared To ſuffer for elect, And ſo bring forth Creation which, Sin hath ſo much here checkt, And a Body muſt thus declare, And for poor ſinners ſhew, Therefore this Body muſt not want A finger nor a toe; For the Body Father ſent downe, Which was Virgin body pure, It was compleat from head to foot, This body ſhall indure. This body the Father ſent out, It was prepared of old, And came forth in ſweet Virgin ſtate, Though laid in manger mold. This prepared body, dear God, It was compleat and choice, And thou didſt ſend it forth in time, With a choice Virgin voice. This body in Virginity Takes up its lodge therein, Though it comes from the mighty throne, Virgin womb muſt it bring. O what a glorious body's this That from eternity ſprung, And did declare Virginity To the rebellious Sons. A glorious body it was, when With Father it did lodge, And a glorious body when that it In Virgin had refuge. When in womb, and in birth, O it Had there no bloody gore, A Virgin pure, white, and clean, and Such as nere was before. A Virgin cleane, a glorious ſtate That was brought forth thus here, O it was of a glorious make, And without filth appeared. But a moſt glorious Son, O God, Provided in body to come, And though an Infant, yet it was A pure Virgin white one. And no cry was found in his mouth, No ſin that did make cry, But O the glorious Son did come Not with ſuch ſinfull cry. A bleſſed body God prepared, A body free from all, From ſin, from filth, from luſt, from fear, When forth to manger calld; A body, and prepared indeed, So glorious and ſo bright, Who had no voice 'gainſt Herod, though He againſt him did fight. A glorious body that came forth In a choice myſterie, A delicate one, that was moſt fair, And did not in blood lye, A delicate rare Child was Jeſus And he looked fair at firſt, And no waſhing he needed, for He had no ſinfull luſt. A glorious body, a glorious Child, That did not whimpering ſpeake, But O delicate countenance Was upon that ſlain ſheepe, Moſt delicate when it was in womb, And when it in manger lay, And when on the Croſs, and in grave, Nothing took it away. A rare Body was Jeſus Chriſt, In all his paſſages here, And a glorious body he is, in His interceſſion deare. A body that God did appoint, The Mediator to, A body to ſuffer for ſin, And to make old things new. A body, and a body brought, For poor ones to admire, And O let ſouls advance him, and Still unto him retire. O this body pleaſeth my ſoul, It is not ſo with you two, Then praiſe is unto ſpirits Pſalme That brings this body new. The Scripture ſhews this body bright, And Spirit brings a Pſalme, Then poor hearts why are you troubled For ſuch a double arme, Of a Body the Pſalme ſings now, Which from the grave was brought, O don't then cry up other things Which is a mixed draught. But come and praiſe the Pſalme that brings The whole body ſo choice, For Chriſt he is the firſt, and is Second Reſurrection voice. Pray be not diſpleaſed at the Pſalm, And ſay it's mixed here, Becauſe the body of Jeſus Chriſt, So prepared doth draw near. Pray do not bring your argument 'Gainſt Chriſt but to him come, For you muſt bend and bow to him That is the only Son: And if ſpirit this body brings, O eate and take your fill, And do not ſo oppoſe what the Spirit ſo ſweetly brings. Learn of the Apoſtles, learn of them, Which of ſpirit ſo did write, And O do not reject it when It cometh down in ſight. See what report that it doth make Of Jeſus and his Crown, And if ſo then, O bretheren, Leave not though ſome do frowne. For Spirit Chriſt doth ſay it will Take of his and ſhew you, O do not refuſe offers of Chriſts diſpenſations new. Bretheren O be faithfull to Chriſt, You profeſs him to love, O then give up your ſelves when that He comes thus from above. Bretheren you ſay that you love Chriſt. Pray then let it appear, And don't object againſt that which, Doth draw his body near. If the prepared body will ride Upon an aſſes colt, O do not ſay 'tis not the King, And ſo from him revolt. For although the King is upon A meane low kicking Colt, Yet he is King, and doth need that His glory to unfold; Chriſt chuſeth poor low and mean things Lay's aſide Rabies skill, And ſends for the poor aſſes colt All boſting for to kill. Chriſt needs poor things becauſe great ones So much do him preſcribe, Chriſt will not give them the glory That in him wo'not confide, Chriſt needs poor things to ſhew ſpirit, Which is ſo high in power, Becauſe the wiſe will not embrace It in his way and bour. But they mix ſome of their own clay, And of their puddle here, With that which is holy droppings, And from him doth appear. O Chriſt doth come in ſuch a way, And in ſuch myſtery that Moſt ſay O 'tis a fooliſh King, That lays his honour flat. What a King, and ride on aſſes colt, When that it is ſo ſmall, O ſure this is not the great King, Who is the onely all, But Chriſt minds not the ſcoffers, nor For ſcorners doth he care, But he doth call for the poor aſſe, And rides his journey rare. How ere he comes, be glad if he VVill ſet you on your feet, If that he will inſtruct you how You may the Saviour meet: This body as the Father ſends, Be ſure him ſo to take, As he wa kes with diſpiſed ones, And with the poor doth eate, And is filling their Vials, with His odours moſt compleat, The Lord Jeſus is that body, Which took ſo low a ſeat. O can you the Pſalme underſtand, It is brought by a plain mouth, And it will pleaſe God if you take It, in its degrees throughout; Then obſerve the Pſalme of degrees Before you away do goe, Or elſe you will it greatly blame, And ſurely have a blow. Therefore O now, take in the Pſalme In its high and low degree, That brings a body ſo prepared, O that you might it ſee. Do you then beg Faith from on high, From the moſt bleſſed ſeat, That you may ſee that body, which In glory is compleat, And was ſo, before thus he came, He did all things eſpie, A body prepared, a body With glorious Deity. But yet not as Beaumont reports, For he doth allegorize, The body was with Deity, But not as he deſcribes. The body prepar'd before time, Was in the deities ſight; But notioniſes of the body, They doe not ſpeak aright. They ſpoyl great myſteries becauſe, They cannot bring them out; But by an allegory, or by A high ſpeculative mouth; But O true crucified Chriſt, Teacheth us myſteries here, And O he bringeth down a Pſalm, Which is moſt pure and clear: A glorious body Chriſt needs muſt be, Who takes in threefold light, Who takes in one and three alſo, Even the Godhead might: That muſt all glorious be, Who takes in Heaven and Earth, Sea Rivers and all Creatures ſo, From him they iſſue forth: That muſt a glorious body be. Who takes in light and all, And hath Stars Sun and Element, Within his Diety Wall, That muſt a glorious body be, That takes in every plant, That takes the whole Creation in To its high bleſſed mount. That muſt a glorious body be, To whom living creatures ſo bow, And unto whom Elders fall down, And Deity allow. That muſt a glorious body be, Where all Iſrael ſits down, And where thoſe that are grafted in, Receive the bleſſed Crown. That muſt a glorious body be, Wherein all doe ſo ſhine, And the firſt and laſt do's appear, And have deliverance time. O that body, and that alone, There is none like to it, A very glorious body prepar'd, Upon Almighties ſeat: A very glorious body ſouls, Have you ſuch Sermons had, That of prepared body ſpeaks, Who is with glory clad. The ſpirit in a Sermon-Pſalm Of Chriſts body ſo choice, Doth here come forth, O therefore hear This ſweet and pretious voice. In all ages ſome Saints they have, For this body been ſlain, The Patriarchs and Apoſtles have, With their blood it maintain'd. O they fall down before the throne, Before this body choice, And ſing to him as Creatour, With Haleluja voice. O they doe ſing ſalvation to, The Lamb that ſtood ſo ſlain, And in his office as a Lamb, They doe him there maintain. A Lambs bow'd to, when he is ſeen, In the Diety ſo great, To have fellowſhip, and to come, And appear on that ſeat, And they fall down before the Lamb, Becauſe they honour muſt give, Unto the worthy one who doth, Make poor fallen ones to live. They all fall down before the Lamb, To honour his dignity high, And the great power that he had, The ſeals for to make flye. They muſt honour the Lamb for he, And onely he could break, And open the faſt ſealed book, And lead up poor low ſheep. All muſt fall down before the Lamb, Though he look ſo ſlain, Yet, O great was the work he did, And none can it defame. A Lamb although that he doth ſtand, So upon the ſlain ground, Yet a Lamb on a throne to whom, Such prayſes did abound. Yet he doth appear as a Lamb, When in office he comes, And when he is to reed the Book, He muſt ſpeak with Lambs Tongue, When reading the Book he comes forth, As a Lamb that was ſlain; But yet the breaking of the Seal, Requires Lions Reign, The breaking of the ſeals muſt have, The Lions power and ſtrength, And then the Book it muſt be read, With lovely voice at length; When Lion hath broken the ſeals, The Lamb doth read it plain; Before whom all thoſe doe fall down, That are the Kings own train, The Cherubs, Seraphims, living creatures, And the elders compleat, They all fall down when the Lamb looks, From his high throne and ſeat, A very glorious body to whom, Living Creatures ſo bend; And to whom elders with loud voice, Such praiſes doe ſurrend, A very glorious body though, It ſtood like poor ſlain Lamb; Yet in perfection it appears, To ſtrike down Babylon, A Lamb, and a Lamb with ſeven Horns, O what a Lamb ſo grown, O its a choice and precious Lamb, Prepared for the throne, A Lamb, and a lamb with ſeven Horns, O how were all here met. Seven Candleſticks, ſeven Lamps choice, Were all at the Lambs beck, And he had alſo ſeven Stars, That is ſo bright a Sun, O here was perfect number bright, And all through the Lamb come, Lamps Seven Horns, ſeven choice burning Seven ſpirits him to attend; What a number of ſeven had he, His ſtout proud foes to rend. O Iohn ſaw Chriſt in perfection, In his number compleat, And O the viſions which he ſhews, Is moſt lovely and ſweet, A ſweet viſion of the ſlain Lamb, When he is riſen in power, When he had reconciled all, He then breaks Babylons Tower; Therefore ſaith he unto Mary, O doe not touch me here; For I am not yet aſcended up, To draw perfection neer. Don't touch me, for I have not yet, I have not taken might, So as to break all enemies; And give to them a flight; But now, O now Iohn may touch the Lamb, When ſeven Horns doe appear, And when ſeven eyes do ſhew him Sons, O Iohn he may draw neer, The Lamb he is compleat in all, He hath full Majeſty, Sufficient value for poor ones, Who doe his rich grace ſee. The Lamb hath Lion ſtrength indeed, When horns they doe come out, When that his juſting power appears, Againſt Babylons rout, And his great ſtrength doth then come forth, To Iudahs root ſo rare, And to the branch that then ſhall call, His beloved from far, A glorious Lion, a glorious root, That out of David ſprings, And comes, and hath prevailed too; For victory he brings, Who could rouſe up Iudah till that, This root did ſpring and grow, And how could the Tree have come out If God did not thus blow, A glorious body for that is, The Sermon of this day, To ſet out the body of Chriſt, Though in a ſinging way; Yet the Doctrine muſt proved be, In the Pſalm that is ſweet, O therefore minde the Doctrine, Which ſheweth Chriſt compleat; For faith looks not on miracle; But on the body bright, And therefore faith doth fetch ground from; What it here brings in ſight, Faith it doth goe to the body, That is prepar'd alway, And fetcheth power and ſtrength from thence, All evils to alay. Faith therefore doth not come hither, To fetch miracle for any; But faith comes to ſee and behold, Prepar'd body for many, O faith it comes, and doth require, The body of Chriſt to behold; And therefore come dear ones to that, The which will truth unfold: Pray dear comers doe not deſire, A miracle to have; But pray come and with faith behold, Whole Body riſe from grave: Come and behold Chriſt body ſouls, And gaze not on miracle ſtill, O doe not follow him for looks; That will not your ſouls fill. Don't follow miracle bread; here Is morſels that's more ſweet, The whole body Father prepar'd, Walks upon ſpirits feet; Pray don't hunger after miracle-Loaves, For it won't ſatisfie, It will not break corruption, It can't open your eye. Pray don't love for miracle bread, It will not make you ſtrong, So as to ingage againſt the foe, And ſpoyl Antichriſts throng. Pray doe not come for miracle-bread, For Chriſt is riſen up, And ſpirit brings the whole body, To give your ſouls a pluck, Is not Chriſt body far more ſweet, Than miracle bread ſo ſmall; That ſatisfies thouſands of ſouls, And is broken to all. And this whole body here it comes, That is more than a Loafe; Then hearken not to miracles, Againſt the ſpirits vote; Becauſe the whole body throughout. And the Father is one, And it will ſtrengthen to the work, Of Chriſt advancing throne. Is that enough to ſatisfie, Inſtead of miracle here; Then O come and eate heartily, To whole body draw neer, Praiſed be God for the body, That Iohn did ſee ſo clear, O praiſes to God night and day, That this body draws neer. Haleluja, Haleluja for, That glorious viſion high, And for the breaking up of ſeals, Which made ſorrow to fly. Haleluja for the glorious Lamb. And for his coming down, And for his bleſſed, and free grace, And for his royall Crown. Haleluja for that the Lamb is, Unto his children come, For to take the Book, and read it, And open the kingdome, It was a glorious one to Iohn, That ſaid pray doe not weep; For the Lion he hath prevail'd, For his poor, low, loſt ſheep. O Iohn you may wipe away tears, The Lions come with power, O the root of David appears, In thy ſad weeping hope; Iohn doe not weep for thou ſhalt know, Great myſteries to come. For thou are greatly belov'd by, The bleſſed glorious Son; Iohn doe not weep, for now thou ſhalt In bright viſion behold The things that afterwards ſhall come, Unto the latter fold. Come and behold great glorious things, That have a ſparkling ſhine, Look into Heaven and behold; What is bright and divine. O do not Iohn lie down and weep, Thou muſt ſtand up and goe, And look that ſo thou mayeſt ſee, The enemies overthrow. Iohn do not weep but caſt thy eyes, Unto the glorious throne, And view what from thence doth come forth, From the Eternal one. O then Iohn had a lovely ſight, That was moſt bright and fair, And ſpirit doth invite you to Come to this body rare. The ſpirit it doth lead you to, The things that are moſt high, To him that came from Heaven to Earth, And in the grave did lie, Souls come to the whole body and Doe you not ſtick at part, Feed not on little morſels when, All is ſent to your heart. Souls ſpirit alwaies doth and muſt, For the whole body ſpeak, That it may carry ſouls unto Chriſt on his lovely ſeat. Souls come and take the body that, Was crucified for ſin. And O be much in love with him, That is the bleſſed King, A glorious body ſouls indeed, On him pray fix your eyes, For this prepared body doth, All things in it compriſe. Apply this doctrine dear ſouls, Be ſure you take it all, For it will ſteele and ſtrengthen you, And keep you from a fall. O you will be carry'd on ſweetly, And be comforted herein, But O ther's nothing elſe that can Free your poor ſouls from ſin. The Spirit comes and doth ſhew it, So ſweetly here prepar'd, That ſo you may freely come eate, Of this moſt dilicate cheer. This Pſalm, O it is very ſweet, Of the great King of Kings, For O the matter is the ſame, Of which the Harpers ſing. The Harpers they doe ſing of thee, Harpers as witneſſes come, And O the glorious Trumpets do Sound of the lovely Son. Bleſſed be God that doth provide, Such a body compleat, That doth cauſe his for to beleeve, Againſt the erronious ſeat. Bleſſed be God for that body, That will over-come all, By his great mighty power and ſtrength, They ſhall before him fall. Bleſſed be God for that body Prepar'd which Doctors ſo ſpeak, That he might confute many and Shew divine wiſdome great. Bleſſed be God for that body, That is of noble make, A prepar'd Virgin body, So pure in City, and Gate: A rare choice workmanſhip that God, Prepar'd for ſinners vile, That he might be their Saviour, And all their evils foyl. A very rare gift was indeed, That whole body to me, And you and every one that comes, His free grace for to ſee. Thoſe that are rich in their conceits, Cannot this treaſure finde, They are not in capacity, To taſte of this ſweet wine. They that do think that they are wiſe, And will not here ſtoop down, O they cannot ſee Jeſus Chriſt, And his high glorious Crown, They cannot take in this Pſalm Lord, Which here doth ſpeak ſo high, And doth declare ſuch wondrous things, There Rabbies makes them fly. O they that come to catch at words, The Lord catch them in that, That they may willingly lye down, Before the ſpirit flat; They that doe come and doe deſire, Something for to catch up, That they may carry it about, Lord give their hearts a pluck. O come unto poor ſouls, O God, O overcome their heart, That they may not 'gainſt ſpirit gape, And from it fling and ſtart. Lord catch the tatling tongues & break, Scorners reproaching here, That ſo deridingly doe ſpeak, 'Gainſt what of Spirit appears, But let Companions ſee O God, The body that's prepar'd, O let them own a holy Chriſt, That is ſo choice, and rare. Companions, Chriſt is ſweet this day, In theſe his comings down, In all his glorious victory, To have his Martyrs fam'd. Companions, O how ſweet is Chriſt, His righteouſneſs is great, He is a very faithfull one, That ſits one royal ſeat. O Chriſt was kind to Patriarchs, And to Apoſtles there, He is kinde unto Jew and Gentiles, Though Anti-chriſtians tear. He is kinde to poor hearts, although Unbelief would them flay, Yet Chriſt he keeps them and doth make Them to obſerve his way. Chriſt muſt be obſerved aright, By thoſe that ſing his praiſe, Or elſe they walk not with the Lord, Though they keep holy days. If Chriſt be not obſerv'd in all, Great fault hee'l with you finde, But O with ſpirit he doth walk, In his choice ruſhing winde. Companions are you pleas'd with Chriſt, And with his doctrine too, Though it in Pſalm be poured forth, A courſe that is ſo new. Doe you praiſe for Chriſt doctrine and Pſalm, Which here he doth ſo bring, O then how greatly you will be, Reviv'd when ſpirit doth ſing. Hath this day to Companions been, A teaching day moſt ſweet, Which hath ſo witneſſed againſt Perjur'd rebellious ſeat? The voices which have gone this day, Even in their meetings all, Have not held forth the whole body, To which ſpirit doth call. And though that Children have met, Different from the apoſtates traine, Yet there meeting is not aright, Nor of new Covenant ſtraine. Though Children have met this day, And great prayer ſeems to ſound, Yet God doth not accept that which Is not on new Covenant-ground. O that Children would not ſo riſe, Againſt the doctrine ſweet, Which is for the whole body prepar'd, To ſet on royall ſeat. O that poor ones would thank ſpirit, That in love ſo doth come; For to overthrow that which is, Not pleaſing to the Son. Poor hearts, why doe you wrangle with me, Alas what am I herein; But O you wrangle againſt him, That great teachings doth bring. Poor hearts doe not wrangle with me, I am but poor and ſmall, I cannot anſwer your wranglings; But leave it to Chriſt my all, I dare not argue with you for, I ſhall ſpoyl theſe high things; Therefore I doe refer you to him, That moſt rightly doth bring, A confirmation from his word; For what the ſpirit ſaid, And let thouſands come forth to me, In ſpirit I'le ingage. I dare not elſe engage with one, For that would be too ſtrong; But in ſpirit I am confident, Againſt a thouſand tongues, O let God put his harp in hand, Then I'le challenge you all, And I doe know, I ſhall ſtand ſure, And you will crumble and fall, If God doth put his harp in hand, Then no man ſhall it break. No weapon form'd ſhall proſper againſt, What Chriſt ſhews from his ſeal, If once that harp be in my hand, I'le ſtand againſt you all; Doe what you can, yet this weapon, Shall not at any time fall, The harp, and viall full of odour, Will make me ſtand upright; Then I can challenge all that will, Come and againſt me fight. I fear not for to tell them now, That I don't matter it, Though that againſt the Pſalme they ſpeak, And the inſtrument would hit. And O pray let the Rabbies come, That doe the ſpirit hate; And let them hear what ſpirit ſaith, That ſpeaketh at high rate. Prithy ſouls come, O let them come, Entreat them to doe ſo; That they may hear what ſpirit ſaith, That their objections know, Pray let Court-Chaplains come & know, Spirit againſt their Maſter fights, And againſt them who do ſtand up, And ſay its day, when night. O let Court-Chaplains enter here, Were there hundreds of that rout, The ſpirit here would deal with them, And ſhew their caſting out, The ſpirit it would ſing to them, And ſhew their Harlot feaſts, And tell them that the Scepter is, That Kings that will defeat Them, O if that ſuch men were here, The ſpirit it would preach, And ſhew forth the great power of him, That Antichriſtians hate, Companions you can witneſs that, The ſpirit is very ſtrong, And how that it doth challenge all, That its powring out wrong, Companions you can witneſs what Spirit ſpeaks for Nations King, And his moſt royall glory, for Spirit doth of him ſing; Companions dear, Companions dear, What a glorious time is that, When that this King with power appears, To lay his enemies flat; For O the time is coming that, The enemy ſhall know, That goes ſecurely up and down, What is the Almighties blow. The time is coming are you fit Companions, what doe you ſay; Can you ſing praiſes unto him; For this approaching day. Companions are you ſtrengthned, For the King to appear; That you may engage for the King, And own his latter year. Companions dear, no matter though, Others it deluſion call, Yet O doe you eſteem of that, Which brings the all of all. Its no matter though others doe, So much diſlike her ſhew; For they doe not her underſtand, The Kings hot ſhining glow. And therefore ſay its not ſpirit, They cannot ſee it here; But if they knew it were the ſpirit, They would for it appear, And thus they doe refuſe what they, In prayer have for ſo been, Though mercies come unto the door, They ſay it is not him. And thus they did poore hand-maide wrong, And ſay, O thou art mad; 'Tis no Peter but an Angel, 'Tis no earthly clod, O thou art mad Rhoda, Unto her they did ſay; We cannot beleeve it is Peter, Was their words in that day, And thus they doe ſay in our time, And count hand-maid to ſpeak From their fancy; but it's that, Comes from eternal ſeat; But what ever that they doe ſay, Yet Jeſus Chriſt is here, And our aſſ-mbling is ſweet; Becauſe he draweth neer. The aſſembling of your ſelves ſpirit, Doth not at all deny; But you are to obſerve that, Which is moſt choice and high, God loves that Churches ſhould appear, And meet in his own light; But O he would not have them for, His comings down to ſlight; Spirits not againſt aſſemblies; But holds them forth moſt clear. But O let not aſſembliss, Againſt the ſpirit appear; But if you are for aſſemblies, From a true reall heart, Then O now aſſemble for him, That ſhouts forth piercing dart, Againſt thoſe that doe ſo oppoſe, And ſo reproach and come, Againſt thoſe adminiſtrations which Doe come forth from the Son. O dear ſouls where i'ſt you can learne, A doctrine more ſweet, O then goe forth to Jeſus Chriſt, And lye down at his feet, O minde how that the ſpirit doth ſend, And ſhew body prepar'd, And how it ſets forth to Jeſus Chriſt, Which is ſo choice and rare. Companions dear doe you alwaies, 'Gainſt miracle-mongers ſpeak, And doe you plead for ſpirit that, Your joys may be compleat, O doe you look for faith the which In Jeſus Chriſt is found; And will help their ſouls in all ſtraights, For it unbelief drowns. The ſpirit unbelief doth check, For it angers the Lord, It witneſſeth 'gainſt what is not, According to record. Many time-pleaſers are amongſt The union of this day, And yet they will not ſuffer that, The ſpirit ſhould it gainſay; But the ſpirit it will gain ſay all, That at this day unite; Becauſe they doe not goe the way, Which in Scripture is right; But they doe cleave unto ſuch things, As fancy leads unto, And doe deſpiſe thoſe things that are, So glorious and new. But Chriſt he doth not own union, Upon the ground men goe, And I am confident hee'r blaſt, The union that is ſo, O poor priſoners they are miſlead, Becauſe uniting breath, Upon falſe grounds is nothing but, The fancies of their head. O God hath ſhewed us this day, That all muſt lie in grave, And all thoſe things muſt be laid by, That men eſteemed have. O who do plead ſo much for Chriſt, As thoſe that unite at this day, But yet they will not him allow, To come in his own way. But let any one come and ſpeak, A few fair words of thee, Then preſently they will unite, To ſhew loves victory. O miſerable love is come out, And doth poor Children draw, And that makes them ſo fall away, And to ſtrike at thy Law. But Apoſtles ſhall for Chriſt unite, Cherubims and Seraphims high, And all thoſe unitings that are, Againſt him ſhall fall and dye. Chriſt art thou leſt to Cherubims, And to the Seraphims, And to the holy Heavenly hoſt, Thou alſo art their King. O come, O Cherubims, O come, King Jeſus for to Crown, Come Seraphims with burning zeal, For Nations King come down. O come, come Cherubims, O come Seraphims with burning Coal, And O doe you appear for him, And his glory unfold. Come Seraphim with living Coal, Poor ones here to rouſe up, That they may appear 'gainſt Babylon, And by the roots up pluck. O Seraphims coal if thou doſt touch, They will to thee accord, And quickly riſe for Jeſus Chriſt, According to his word, When Scraphims coal poor one doth touch, They quickly will fall down, In their ſelves and be ready for The Lord Jeſus to Crown. When Seraphims coal love blows afreſh, O it will ſouls inſlame, If they ſhall not here quiet be, Till apoſtates be ſlain. When love blows up the altar coal, And Seraphims forth come, O then will poor ones be for Chriſt, Both in their words and tongue. It will be a very choice time, When Seraphims here doe flye. How many will follow the coal, That will not now relye. When Seraphims with a live coal, Doth touch Iſaiahs tongue, O he doth then ſtand on his feet, And for God goeth one. Seraphims hot coal from above, Makes the heart look up high, And preſently it doth goe forth, For Jeſus Chriſt to flye. For a voice in the coal there doth, As well as in Seraphim come, For to raiſe up poor dying hearts, To declare for the ſon To ages of the Myſtery, That from the throne did come, And to tell them of the living Hoſt which He ſaw above the Son. And his Miniſtry was moſt ſweet, For God he did out-goe, And the glorious power did make him, For Chriſt to over-flow. He was deſirous that he might, His Lord Chriſt much advance, Therefore with open eye he looks, When ſpirit doth on him glance. And now dear ſouls will you goe home, Will you on theſe things feed, O will you then to morrow come, For more to ſupply need. The Lord he hath this day prepar'd, You for more here I know, He hath brought down his body ſweet, To make your ſouls to grow: O pray then call to mind Doctrine, That holds forth Chriſt above, Remember the Doctrine of the pſalm, 'Gainſt miracle-mongers, that don't it love Remember the doctrine of the Pſalm Which you have heard this day, And O remember to apply It after Spirits way, That ſo Satan may not at all Steal your affections away, And O dear hearts be carefull now Over matter you pray, Now Lord this night I'l with thee reſt, I know thou wilt bring more, O praiſed be the Lord, for what Hath come down heretofore, O praiſed be the glorious God For what this day hath come: I will now in thy boſome roll, Who art the glorious Son.

NOVEMBER the twelfth 1657. about ten of the Clock. It begun with a ſpeaking touching the faith of NOAH, in building the Ark, and ABRAHAM in offering his Son, and ſo went on concerning Faith. BUt faith is that which pleaſeth God, He takes his walks therein, And is above all that men can ſhew From their own reaſonings In Salvation, and preſervation, And victory throughour, This faith muſt riſe up to the Lord To fetch and bring all out. Faith juſtifies the will of God, And the foreknowledge tree, Faith ſpeaks well of electing love, Which reaſon cannot ſee. Faith is the very power of God, And life wherein doth lie, All bleſſing and all glory, for It pleaſeth the moſt high: O then let all know that the Lord Will have his will and way, The which the Scripture doth declare, And muſt in us bear ſway.

Whiles this was uttered. the Quakers being preſent ſpake, but could not interrupt, for withmore power and ſwiftneſſe the voice went on as followeth.

None can hinder the mighty word Of the eternall One, But the Devil he riſeth up, And is offended with that tongue, The which extolls the glorious God, And of him doth declare, Againſt that comes his inſtruments, For it they cannot bear. The Devill hates the Spirit ſhould Exroll the eternall breath, And that it ſhould advance that God, Which giveth ſaving health. The Devil rageth at the truth, At that which is moſt choice, To that which is Gods rare workings, Me ſends condemning voice. The Devil cannot hold his peace When God is declaring faith According to election, and To foreknowledge high ſort, But the Devil greatly doth rage, And his inſtruments come, Yet O ſpirit will ſing thy praiſe, And extoll the high Son, Though all the powers of hell ſhould riſe, And in their rage come here, That ſhall not ſtand againſt that faith, Which ſhines ſo bright and clear, The ſpirit comes down to ſlay Devil, And break his inſtruments quire, It is ſene forth for to witneſſe Againſt thy inward light, Thou talk'ſt of inward light, but O, For what doſt thou it bring, It is to oppoſe the Lord Jeſus, As Prophet, Prieſt, and King, Thy light is not Jehova's light, 'Tis not light or the Son, But 'tis that Satan hath framed Againſt the glorious One. The ſpirit of truth is for Chriſt come, For to exalt his power, And this doth not pleaſe the Devil In this his tempting hour, But doth intage the Devil ſo, To plead againſt the truth, Which God diſcovers from above By his ſweet ſinging Lute, O do not thou poor man thus chat, Or for the Devil plead, When that his Spirit forth is come, That did for ſin ſo bleed. Chriſt bled for ſin, O why doſt thou For the Devil here ſo plead, And ſtand up and contend for him, And the Lord Jeſus leave. The Spirit cannot endure that you Should againſt the Son go: And therefore now againſt thee it comes, Who art to Chriſt a foe. The Spirit is much offended that thou Doſt thus his Pſalm refuſe, And da'ſt ſo boldly plead for that Which Chriſt will never uſe, The Lord Jeſus doth love Spirit, And by his ſweet alarm, He now doth witneſſe againſt thee, That blows the Devils horn. The Spirit doth blow ſalvation, The Spirit for that doth come, To declare againſt what thou bring'ſt To oppoſe that living Throne. The Spirit moſt powerfully comes forth To give to thee a Check, It is moſt Royall, choiſe and pure, And doth to Chriſt direct. The Spirit is a holy one, And full of purity. The Spirit that crucifies ſelf Doth give to thee the Lie. The Spirit it doth come from God, And from the glorious Son, In theſe his ſweet appearances, And againſt thee it comes, The Spirit of foundation ſpeaks, Which is of Jaſper ſtone, And of thoſe bright and living things, Which are about the Throne. The Spirit will not let thy rage, Nor Devil, nor ſin take place, But O the glorious Spirit will Oppoſe thee to thy face, And this Spirit the Lord doth own, And it is not in thy power For to prevail and batter it In thy attempting hour, Though all of you ſhould now oppoſe What is ſo dear and bright, Yet the Spirit it would declare Againſt thy helliſh light, But O man thou art chained faſt To the Devils way and will, And thou doſt think Spirit to choke, But its prevailing ſtill. 'Tis not in thy power, nor in Thouſands were they with thee, Nor in the Devill, nor Hell it ſelf To ſpoil this melodie; For Spirit chieſeſt melody is choice, It's glorious and rare, O Spirits Harmony is ſweet, Nothing can with it compare. Companions you that love the Lord, This Spirit doth you deſire, From the Devil and his inſtruments, Unto him to retire. Dear hearts keep cloſe unto your God, And prize his Spirit high, And though others oppoſe it, yet Do you unto it fly. O do you keep cloſe unto God, The Devils power is ſlain, He nor his inſtruments cannot Bring any thing to ſtain; For the great God is preſent here, In his Pſalm that's moſt ſweet, Be not diſcouraged becauſe it Doth with objections meet, But O do thou appear O Lord, With thy power that's great, Againſt thoſe that dare to come forth To oppoſe thy Royall ſeat, For though objections do ariſe, You are ſtrengthened by Chriſts hand, Though they do bring forth Treachery, Yet through faith you ſtand. And have a glorious ſight of it, O it is very ſweet, Dear friends can you rejoice in that Which others count a cheat, But Spirit ſings victory over All lies and cheats throughout: O Spirit, it doth ſing O Lord Againſt the lying mouth. The Pſalm it hath a joyfull ſound, It victory can ſing Now over the accuſing tongue, And what it forth doth bring: O the Pſalm it is very pure, And to Companions dear, Becauſe the Lord appears in it, All Cheaters for to fear, O thou doſt bring us to the ſhore Where living Creatures be, And we behold the glory and, We do thy power ſee, O victory I ſing O Lord Againſt the lying mouth, O Halleluia I ſing, And victory throughout: O ſpirit it is powerfull, In theſe thy comings down, O what a mighty royalty In beholding thy Crown. O what a Noble King is Chriſt, How he appears in ſight, When any oppoſition comes Againſt children to ſight.

I was an eye and ear witneſſe to this Pſalm againſt the Quakers, and heard many of their impudent objections, I ſhall instance ſome. The men came in ſate down in the room, at the end of two hours ſpake against the truth at the name of Christ and electing him, then the voice anſwered their ſeverall objections, which are in the Pſalm, they ſaid, we were told ſhe could neither hear nor ſee, and yet ſhe anſwered in words, and names me one in the room, at which they raged higher, and ſpake againſt the Kingdome truth, but the Lord ſent down a louder voice, that did drown this, and ſo ſwift, that the writer could not take all, but as you may read victory, ſo I can witneſſe that it had victory over them, that they were not able to tarry in the room, but went away raging againſt the truth in the Pſalm pray mark the Pſalm, read it again and again, much incouragement to thoſe that have the truth, at that time to ſee ſuch a deciſion of truth againſt error.

O what a victory O Lord, Doth from Jeſus Chriſt come. O God the Father doth appear Moſt clearly in his Son, O what a victory O Chriſt Doth ſhine forth in thy face, In thy bright reſurrection, And in thy glorious grace, Victory over death and ſin, A Royall victory, By him that now in ſpirit doth Againſt the Devil cry. O what a glorious victory, God in it doth come down, Againſt all that Satan can do His bleſſed truth to crown, O what a victory is this, That God to us doth ſhow, That by the very powers of Hell Can never have a blow, A glorious victory indeed, O ſouls will you come in, And cloſe with Jeſus Chriſt this day, And part with every ſin. Victory, victory I ſing In this triumphing day, Over the Devil, Hell and Sin, And fears ſhall flie away. When the Spirit is poured out, O let not children fear, Although the Devil in his doth rage, And at out-goings tear The glory of the Lord is here, O then let Children Behold his power and Majeſty; And ſtand in aw of him. Unto thy children thou wilt give, What is to thee moſt dear, O thou wilt ſhew kindneſſe to them, That unto thee draw near. O thou art faithfull unto them, They ſhall with comfort meet, That • o keep cloſe to Jeſus Chriſt, And prize his ſpirit ſweet. O bleſſed be the glorious Lord, He will with us abide, And will appear 'gainſt thoſe that do Againſt his ſpirit ſide: O bleſſed be the Lord that doth A victorious Pſalm bring, O praiſed be that mighty God, That in Spirit I ſing, Praiſed be God hath ſo poured, And ſo flowed forth here Againſt that helliſh light that would Thy own appearance tear, But O thy children, O Lord, They ſhall abide and ſtand, And be kept cloſe unto thy word, By thy outſtretched hand. O thy children have not an ear To hear their lying tongue, Thy own children ſhall not receive What from hell forth doth come: Thy children ſhall not embrace The cheats that go about, But they ſhall be kept to the day Of Redemption throughout. Thy children are kept ſo faſt By the power of the Son, That now they cannot ſtart aſide, Though ſuch inchantments come, And praiſed be God for that which We here, have found this day Of God, and Jeſus Chriſt which doth In our ſouls bear ſway. O You are very ſafe who do Sit down, and ſup with Chriſt, Who have his prepared body So freſhly brought in ſight, You have heard of the body which God prepared for you To be broken, that ſtill you might His love afreſh ſtill view, O 'Tis a Royall body, Friends, I know you love it dear, And that you do not at all mind What againſt it appears: O 'tis a royall body, ſouls, What can you of it ſay, Have you embraced Jeſus Chriſt In the Fathers own way. O ſee how ſpirit Jeſſifres Againſt the Devils lies; O let it therefore teach your ſouls, For it more up to riſe, The more you do love God poor ſouls, And Jeſus Chriſt do ſee, The more you will prize and eſteem Of ſpirits melody. O you his beloved children dear, You ſhould for ſpirit ſtand, You that profeſs for Jeſus Chriſt, And for Jeruſalems Land, Give thanks to God that overcame, Though you ſo ſinfull be, And this very God will appear Againſt all Treachery, And go away you vile ones that Do ſo kick againſt him, You are defi'd by ſpirit and He manifeſts your ſinne: O go thy way from ſpirits ſhine, Which here appears throughout, And againſt thee this day doth plead, And thy deceitfull mouth, But 'tis not in thy power to break This pleaſant Harmony, Although thou comeſt with helliſh tricks Againſt it for to flie.

This Viſion was, the night before the Quakers came, ſhewed to her, but ſhe knew not of their coming, but the Lord did provide for their coming. By this we underſtand the riſe of them, and in what ſtrength we must encounter with them.

Lord, thou the viſion haſt fulfill'd, That I this night did ſee; For thou ſhewedſt a grievous thing, That did come to bite me Thou ſhewedſt a Cocatrice to me, And it was very high, And it had teeth that were moſt ſharp, And againſt me it did ſhe, Its teeth were like to iron, Even like iron ſtrong, And a fiery eye I did behold, As it did paſſe along, It firſt came in moſt cunningly, And a while it did walk, But at laſt it did open mouth, And againſt me did talk: O what a terrible ſight dear Lord, Did I in night behold, But then came power from above, And of it I did take hold. It was a very grievous ſight Unto my fleſhly pare, But O the Lord did then appear, And ſtrengthened my heart; For O thou didſt bring forth O Lord The other night a Viſion ſweet, For a Lamb then there did appear That ſtood ſlain for the ſheep: O Lion di • ſt ſhew a Lamb to me, With pleaſant countenance. That did appear moſt lovely ſlain, And did my ſoul advance To him, and this did ſtrengthen me; For the ſlain Lamb to ſtand, That is ſo faithfull unto me In his protecting hand, The one night a Lamb I did behold, The other a Coccatrice, And the former did ſtrengthen me; For it could do no leſſe. O the Lamb it did ſtand by me, I knew not what it did mean, Till that the Coccatrice appear'd, And ſtrove to make me lean. O I did ſee a Lamb ſo ſtand With countenance moſt bright, But did not know the meaning till The other appear'd in ſight, And this Lamb my ſoul muſt extoll, In a triumphing voice, And O its this thou canſt not bear, Though it be ſweet and choice, God hath ſent forth his Spirit in power The God head to maintain, And the body that is prepar'd Againſt thy criticall brain. O the choice faith of Gods elect, The Devil much doth ſpight, And election he can't endure, But againſt it doth ſight. The Devil doth election hate, Againſt foreknowledge flies, But the Spirit according to Scripture doth Give him and thee the lie, But O election love is ſweet, O it is choice and pure, O Faith muſt needs lay hold on that, That thou canſt not endure; For through electing love poor man, Was ſet upon his feet, And was made to revive again, Through election ſweet, And through grace was ſtrengthened, And grew and flouriſh'd brave, And Chriſt delighted for to come, And bring this through his grave; And though poor man had many a foe, Againſt him for to fight, Yet that faith ariſeth to God, That comes from his Almight, For ſo the Goſpel doth declare, Where Chriſt ſweedy appears, And that word, bringeth forth from him, By which the ſoul draws near. O faith is that the which the Lord Greatly embraces ſtill, O It is that which ſweetly doth Your ſoul with good things fill, Faith works by love, and love in faith O companions is dear, O what an Harmony is that, Which herein doth appear? Faith it doth juſtifie the Soul, So as to condemn ſin, And faith it purifies the heart, The which Chriſt down doth bring. Faith it doth juſtifie the ſoul, It doth it in Chriſts way, He is the object of that faith, Which in true ones bears ſway. Faith it doth juſtifie from ſin, And it is very pure, Faith it commends the Love of God, And ſhall for Chriſt endure, O Faith it is prevailing, for Victory is found therein, That nothing can prevail againſt, For it is from the King, How excellent is faith O Souls, O what of it have you, That ſo you may moſt chearfully Embrace the Lord anew, O embrace Jeſus Chriſt O Souls, With a moſt royall faith, For O it is this will learn you To live at a high rate, O faith it is moſt precious, This day it doth appear, For the Devil he cannot bear When it doth ſhine forth clear, O Souls, now what of faith have you, That hath been ſpoke of here, And hath ſo mightily ſhined forth, Againſt ſuch fi • thy gear, If thy pen hath written it down, I ſhall be very glad, Becauſe the power of God this day, Greatly the Pſalm hath clad. If thy pen hath writ the ſwift Pſalm, I ſhall praiſe the moſt high; For it is worthy of thy pen Thy Spirit it did fly, That ſo the earth may hear of it And that it may appear What a mighty Spirit God did ſend, While vile ones did draw near. It will make all true hearts rejoyce, And you chiefly I know, That have been witneſſes to it, When it did overflow, A very bleſſed Pſalm, O ſouls, That had victory at hand, To ſing and triumph when that they The Spirit did withſtand. O will not this eſtabliſh you In love to Spirits light, That hath ſo great power and ſtrength With the Devil to fight. O if the Spirit remains in you, It will bear rule indeed, And it will raiſe you unto him, That here for ſin did bleed, Will you remember ſuch a time, When any would you fear, How that the glorious Spirit did All oppoſitions tear. A condemning power Spirit hath Received againſt all, That do oppoſe and ſtrike againſt The high Salvation wall.

Here is as much as could be taken concerning the Quakers, the Pſalm being ſo very ſwift, it could not all be writ.

Feb. 7. 1657. CHriſt perſon ſhewed what Angels ſpake To thoſe dear ones of old, His glorious perſon did ſhew ſorth The figures, and unfold The Tipes this branch from Jacob came, That John did ſee ſo bright, Which did open the ſeaſed book, And his tears from him wipe. The perſon of Chriſt Jacob did ſee When he travelled on the way, He ſaw the Heavens opened. And was comforted in that day. He ſaw the royal L • dder there, Whereon divin nature walked, Whereon the Angels loved to look, And of it to Jacob talked. Jacob muſt ſee God, but he could Not come him for to reach, Till the ladder was laid to Earth, Wherein Chriſt body was preacht; And carried up his eyes to behold And ſee the glory high, Which did greatly revive Jacob, And quickened much his eye. The perſon of Chriſt did make out All that old Iſraell ſaw, The Altar and the Tabernacle, The perſon of Chriſt convey; The perſon of Chriſt did ſhew forth the Rare mercie ſea: ſo choice, Which was in the Arke, and he holds out Clea ly in Goſpel voice Its meaning, he brought clearer light, He comes in rich array With girdle of Gold about his paps, Which John ſaw in his day. The perſon of Chriſt brought forth free grace, Which was diſcovered then, When that his perſon did up riſe Amongſt the ſons of men. The perſon of Chriſt ſhewed the High-Prieſt In his great office choice, And in the priviledges he had To utter forth his voice. The perſon of Chriſt ſhewed the High-Prieſt In all his rich array, And fully declares the deliverance, And the redemprion day. The perſon of Chriſt declares Tabernacle In all its ove-layings with Gold, For he did ſhine brighter than it, And more glory unſold. The perſon of Chriſt did ſhew forth Solomons royal ſeat, And ſweetly diſcovered every Tipe, And preacht them at high rate: His perſon did not allegorize them, As notional brains do, As it they were not real truths, But inward fancies new. But the perſon of Chriſt breaks notions, And doth not truths ſo take, And ſpeaks not like the Notioniſt, But after true Records rate. For the perſon of Chriſt the Father intruſt With the Records throughout, And he is faithfull to his God, And ſpeaks plainly of them out. The perſon of Chriſt is intruſted with The Record of Diety, And he doth ſtrike down all this way Of mens falſe allegory. The perſon of Chriſt ſheweth forth all Is in him whom is chief, The Comprehender of the whole, Where only is relief: And none but God-man comprehends The types and figures all, For they did but him repreſent, Whom is the all in all. O allegorizers they abuſe The whole Record throughour, And greatly doth wrong the God-man, Through whom all doth come out; O they confound the whole Scripture, And makes it an allegory, And ſo doth depart from the truth, And againſt Gods wiſdom fly. But glorious God-man doth declare, All was in him at firſt, Though in a manger low and poor, Nothing could wrong or hurt. Shepherds ſaw glory round about, A marvelous great ſhine, And Angels were the meſſengers To diſcover Chriſt high time. To ſhew his birth his lovely birth, As to a manger ſtate, Yet accompanied with a glorious Hoſt As Angels from the high gate: From the gate of power, that lovely gate, From which the Angels came, He is ſurrounded with glory More bright than any flame. Angels John ſaw about Lamb Throne, So did the Shepheard here Behold Angels ſervants to Chriſt, Though in a manger laid. John ſaw multitude of Angels about God, and alſo the Lamb, So Shepheards ſaw the meſſengers Being tydings of Chriſt to Land. Angels did not only delight to ſpeak For the Son, when as a King, But when he as an infant came, They do attend on him. Angels did not only honour Chriſt when He on white horſe did ride, But when he was in manger laid, They appeared on his ſide. Angels did not only give their voice When Chriſt was in glorious height, But when he as a ſervant came, They ſhewed forth great mirth. They honour Chriſt as the royal one, For whom ſpirit doth appear, And declareth him unto the World In his rich Goſpel dear. So that not only Angels but ſpirit Declares the pretious Son, The ſpirit that mov'd upon waters, For him doth ſweetly come. The ſpirit comes forth for the Son, And honoureth his birth, The ſpirit divided the waters. And ordered their depth and height. The ſpirit did for the Son come forth, And his over-ſhadowing ſhew, The ſpirit that divided water, That are in depth below. The StarsSun and Moon and every thing That looks ſo clear and bright, The ſpirit did ſweetly declare, Alſo the pretious light. He doth to ſinners ſweetly ſhew The rich eternal light, Light when all in dark chaos lay, And alſo brings in ſight. The Son that's light, and in his birth Did bring rate gales of wind, And doth declare the glorious King That looketh ſo divine. And ſpirit comes forth in his high works To poor and feeb • e things, And thus he doth to all declare The royal glorious King. That ſo all may ſee that God he doth Thus that no flaſh may boaſt, But that all may give honour to Him that is Lord of Hoſt. The ſpirit loves for to make uſe of The poor low fooliſh things, That ſo he might thereby exilt The Son as King of Kings. The ſpirit loves to ſhew himſelf To thoſe are very poor, That he may confound learned Doctors, And break the ſcarlet whore. Spirit brings to ſuch the birth of Chriſt, The birth of the noble King, That ſo they may rejoyce in his raigne, And of his triumph ſing. Praiſed be God for his ſpirit, Ahat honours poor hand-maids vile, Who were in the firſt tranſgreſſion, And did the Creation ſpoyle. Praiſed be God for the ſpirit Which looks on fallen ones, Tnd comes to the chiefeſt of ſinners With tydings of Salvation. Praiſed be God that hath ſo much Honoured his dear Son, And hath given him ſuch high reſpect, When he in manger did come. A birth, a joyfull birth indeed, Was Chriſt though at firſt ſmall, Yet O he was moſt great and high, And glorious through all. The ſpirit brought him amongſt Doctors, And the ſpirit for him did ſpeake, And conſuted the Rabbies then, And his Fathers wiſdom preacht, He had no guilt nor filth at all, Yet ſuffered for ſin, A holy juſt perſon he was From the very firſt conceiving. But yet in bloody filthy gore, He appeared for thee and me, For ſinners and rebels he did dye, And brought felicitie. For ſinners which foreknowledge did Call for to ſee free grace, Diſcovered in his pretious blood, Which quickeneth apace. God as well as man, and man as God, In one perſon did dwell, And this ſtrikes down that Harmonie That cannot ſing ſuch a knel. But part Chriſt and under vallew him, And take him by peece-meals, Therefore they ſo run aſtray, and Like drunkards from it reele, For Chriſt he is true God and man, He ſo was in firſt ſtate, He ſo appeared in reſurrection At high Aſcentions rate, And ſo living creatures him behold, Elſe they could not have worſhipt the Lamb, For it is Idolatry to worſhip that Which is a very man. But God-man may be worſhipped, And living creatures ſo did, And Elders clod in white worſhip'd The Lamb in the Godhead. O high death it was honourable, And had a lovely Crown, That none could take away from him, Though they did on him flown. But yet they could not have their wills, They would have ſpoiled him quite, But not a bone of him muſt be broke, That was preacht in true light. Joſeph of old the bretheren did So deſpiſe and abuſe. And Joſeph here doth follow Chriſt, And his Croſs not refuſe. Joſeph muſt follow Jeſus, and He muſt the Croſs embrace, He waited for the Kingdom, and Shewed it in his race, Joſeph rich Joſeph now draws near To honour the Croſs there, To take in all the types of that man, Which ſhewed the how ſo rare. Joſeph of Arimethea did In the time of the Croſs appear. Though Simon a Cirenian was, Compel'd to bear it there. A garden incloſed is prepared For the ſweet crucified Son, A place where he delighted in Lillies to walk among. A garden, a rich garden's prepared. A garden well inclos'd, That no ſwines might there rent and tear Where lay the Sharon roſe. A garden incloſed for Chriſt body, That no Bulls of Baſhan might tear, Nor any goring may come in, Or rending there appear. A garden incloſed for the body Of our Saviour dear. Whom in garden ſo lov'd to walke, And alwaies to appear. Though a Preacher of grace to all To leave without excuſe, Yet O he reſts in his garden, There to him have refuge. In a garden, a rich garden, A ſutable garden indeed, Was this moſt pretious body laid, Which for ſinners did bleed. A garden a rich garden which Had all compleat about, The wall, the door, the trees, and plants, And every thing throughout. A garden, where new ſepulchre was, His body in did ly, Which was ſo pure ſo perfect and So full of fragrancie. A new ſepulchre where none was laid, The lovely body muſt have, To ſhew he would make all things new, When that he riſe from grave. A ſepulchre where no bone or ſcul For this rare imbalmed body Is prepared, from whence he muſt Riſe, and mount up on high. A new ſepulchre he was laid in, To ſhew the Kings honour great, That died to take away ſin, He muſt have all new and compleat. And this is that Lion the which Ezekiel in viſion did ſee, It is the Lamb ſo pure and white, Which was ſlaine for thee and me, This body it was high and great, And had a glorious riſe, And this repreſents thoſe that alſo Shall from him obtain life According to the will of God, And the moſt glorious Son, And the ſpirit for all the three Are ſeen in Salvation. Many they ſay Chriſt is the Son As to juſtification, But as to ſanctification they do Deny the righteous One. They therefore are to be reprov'd, As ſlighters of the Son, And as underminers of what, For Jehova did come. And ſpirit reproves Rabbies alſo, The groſs and the refin'd, For they are alſo of thoſe that Do ſi ly ones beguile. Though Rabbies ſay we have left ſure word, Yet they ſhall know ere long, That ſpirit doth preach the Goſpel Forth with the ſoundeſt tongue. Though Rabbies fall off from the Lamb That is moſt pure and clean, Yet they ſhall ſee 'tis the spirit of power Which on our ſouls do erne. Alas poor Rabbies you are not Like unto thoſe of old, For they were not ſo lifted up Above Chriſt pretious folde. O people are deluded and They have been many a year, Ere ſince Antichriſt come on the ſtage, They have been beguiled every where. Though old Dr. Apoſtles preacht, And Chriſt himſelf did learne, Yet O they are beſotted with Antichriſt ſtinking leven. Though Chriſt ſpeaketh of latter days, Wherein he would his ſpirit pour, In ſuch choice great variety; They'l not believe it, in its hour. And Chriſt ſaith that before it ſhall come Lyin words and many a cheat, Againſt the ſpirit and the Son, And his moſt glorious ſeat. And they do ſay how ſhall we know Between true and the falſe, But God he ſends his ſpirit forth For to ſhew what is droſs. And true ſpirit doth take in Scripture, By faith no allegories, And it doth ſhew forth Jeſus Chriſt, In's birth, death and his riſe. And the ſpirit it ſheweth forth Chriſt, In his offices and we may ſee, The three in one and one in three In divine diety. The ſpirit ſhewed the true God, In true man here to dwell, And thus ſhewed the choice rare one Through forth the joyfull knel. The ſpirit ſhewed the figures, And all the choice rare tipes, And the ſweet emblems which before Did come for Jeſus Chriſt. And it ſhewed that Chriſt is enjoyed By the indwelling ſpirit, By its witneſs and Teſtimony, Unto the Godheads merit. True ſpirit doth ſhew that Chriſt is enjoyed By a ſweet lively faith, The which comes from the Son of God, And is no tattle and prate. True ſpirit ſhews when Chriſt is enjoyed, By faith we then up riſe To the pleaſure of God in Chriſt, And appear holy in his eyes. True ſpirit ſhews when Chriſt's enjoyed, The ſoul is juſtified and ſanctified too, And that it goes to him alone For Converſation new. True ſpirit leads forth unto Chriſt, And then to be baptized, Not as notioniſt ſay 'tis all in ſpirit, And plain Scripture deſpiſe. But true ſpirits honours the Son, And his out goings too, It honours the head, and all that he Would have his members do. True ſpirit don't bring head without members, Nor head and members without a way Wherein they ſweetly together may talk Of the rich Aſcention day. But true ſpirit takes head and members, And ſhews Chriſt lovely way, And gives direction how they ſhould Act towards him in this day. Spirit ſheweth forth Chriſt and his way, How they ſhould act and ſpeak, And diſcovers that worſhip which Their Souls ſhould undertake. Companions forſake not the aſſembly Of Saints, it is moſt dear, But ſeek it in the way of Chriſt, Which moſt lovely doth appear. Companions don't deny fellowſhip, Nor the ordinances ſweet, If that you do ſpirit will reprove, And tell you you embrace a cheat. But Companions witneſs to ordinances, And to true fellowſhip, For Jeſus Chriſt is held forth there Before him a garden compleat. Companions you may take this comfort From Chriſt Doctrine this day, That you have a good conſcience though Other make of you a prey. Companions this doctrine exhorts you To walk chearfully along, That you may honour the ſpirit, And grow for Chriſt more ſtrong. Companions be exhorted now, Alwaies to watch and pray, That ſo you may hold forth ſpirit Moſt lively in your way. Companions be exhorted to Cleave unto Spirits Pſalme; Which is ſo full of doctrine That will our poor hearts warme. Companions be exhorted to eſteem, This doctrine in a Pſalms; Becauſe tis of our Davids love, And ſheweth forth Solomons arme. Companions be exhorted to Truſt in your power high; For aſſiſtance when ſo many do Againſt the truth ſo fly, Dear companions we exhorted are, To depart from conſuſions all And every principle and practiſe, That doth new covenant inthrall. Companions we are exhorted to, Praiſe the new covenant high Becauſe our dear Saviour did once So willingly for us die. That ſo we may not account low, Nor bring objections againſt that, But keep cloſe to refurrection, Which will lay all enemies flat; Companions, we thus exhorted are, That none may take away our Crown, The which we do enjoy in this, Upon true Paradiſe ground; O Companions, we are exhorted, That none may rob us heer Of the rare white ſtone, and new name, Which ſo pretious doth appear; Companions the time of love is ſweet, In paradice pure ground, O it doth ſmell moſt delicate. Let us it compaſsround; Let us compaſs the Tabernacle! Where the golden Pot of Manna ſtands, Which will fill, and nouriſh our ſouls, In journying to the pleaſant land: O we ſhall ſee our Aarons rod, And delight in its buddings there, In its coming forth againſt the foe It will all enemies tear; Companions, the white ſtone looks bright, It is a lovely one, It is elect, choice, and pretious, Lets go unto this ſtone; O frends, let us follow the ſtarr, That leads up to the Throne, Which is that lovely ſpirit, for which We have ſighed and groan'd; A beloved ſtar, dear Companions, A glorious ſtar indeed, Which the Father hath beſtowed on us With which he doth us feed; O let us dearly priſe that ſtar That leads unto the King, Let us follow it allwaies For it will thither bring; The ſtar conducted the wiſe men, But not Herod, though he Said where is the Babe, ile worſhip him, Ile alſo go and ſe: But the Lord God he doth diſcover Such in there practice ſtill, For though he ſaid ile worſhip him, It was that he might him kill. Companions, let us keep our eye Still fixed on the ſon, And let us priſe him very high How ever he doth come; Converſe with the ſpirit in Scripture, That right models you may know, Be aſhamed of what you have done amiſs, And he will the pattern ſhow; We ſhall have direction and guide Both what to do and ſay, In all our practices throughout In this the latter day; We ſhall be ready to receive Of our Lord, when that we Are made aſhamed of our wayes We ſhall his glory ſee; When we are troubled at our wayes, We ſhall an aſſembly be, And not depart at all from that Which is felicitie. At the foot of Chriſt it is good to be In this confuſed day, Wherein ſo many reare up things, That are after their own way. And then we ſhall know where he feeds, And what doth pleaſe the Son, And where he doth lead forth his flock, When unto him we come. O tell us thou whom our ſouls loves, How and where we ſhall go, O ſaith the ſpouſe where is thy flock, Teach me that I may know. She runs to Chriſt her beloved, To ſhew her his right way, And O ſhe ſaith tel me my love, Let's know it in this day. And ſhe ſaith tell, O tell me you, Whom my ſoul loveth dear, Where thou feedeſt in the noon time, Shepherds put me to fear. O tell me, ſaith the ſpouſe, O my Shepher'd, My love tell me where thou feeds, O ſet me in a right fellowſhip way, Do thou ſupply my need. For I would not go to other teacher, But to him whom ſo lovely appear, Tell me O ſaith the ſpouſe tell me, Thou whom my ſoul loves dear. Where the only ſeeding place is, For I would thither run, And be ſound feeding with my love, And my dear Solomon, Tell me ſaith the ſpouſe, O tell me my Love On whem I feed alwaies, For I cannot have pleaſure till I come To ſee thoſe happy daies. Tell me ſaith the ſpouſe, Love where thou feeds For I cannot abſent be, But muſt go where my Solomon ſeeds, I love him ſo to ſee. Tel me ſaith the ſpouſe where thou feedeſt, For I do thee eſteem, And herefore O I would alwaies On thee my Solomon leane, O tell me ſaith the ſpouſe my Love, Or I ſhall elſe find chat, O I cannot ſuſtained be, But in thy boſome and lap. Tell me ſaith the ſpouſe where that thou feed'ſt, That I may go thither now In this time of the Wilderneſs, When ſo many would me bow. O tell me ſaith the ſpouſe to Chriſt Where is thy feeding place, For I cannot reſt till that I Behold my Solomons face. Tell me ſaith the ſpouſe, Where thou feedeſt For thou art my delight, I cannot reſt or ſleep till that Thou teacheſt me true light. Thou haſt looked in at the window, And thy fingers did drop, O tell me where thou feed'ſt my love That hath ſuch lovely locks. O tel me where thou feed'ſt my Love, That makes the Lillies grow, And cauſeth the Pomgarnets to bud, And ſpices to over flow. O tell me ſaith the ſpouſe to Chriſt, Where thou wiſdom doſt ſo ſhew, That thither I may follow thee, And with thy flock may go. O tell me where thou feedeſt that ſo I may foxes eſcape, That ſo do ſpoile the tender Vine, And deflower the grape. O tell me where thou feed'ſt that ſo, No foxes forth may come, To hinder or for to deceive, And keep from Solomon. O tell me where thou feed'ſt my Love, For thou haſt taken my heart, O bring me into thy Chambers, Let me enjoy that part. Of inward cloſe Communion, Let me with thee remain, And hide me in thy ſecret place, When I to thee complain, Thy fellowſhips they are moſt ſweet, And do delight my ſoul, Therefore ſaid ſhe ſhew me my love, Do thou thy truths unfold. O therefore come my Love do thou, Shew unto me thoſe things, That golden chain of fellowſhip, Do you inſtruction bring. O come and do you ſhew to me What will make my ſoul to ſing, Shew to me Scripture fellowſhip That will reviving bring. If thou know'ſt not if thou can tell, And art unraveled quite, O come i'l ſhew thee fellowſhip In this bewildered night. If thou know'ſt not my ſpouſe, but art Laid level to the ground, O come and I will ſhew to thee My fellowſhips choice Crown. If that thou doſt not know but art Stripped of thy own things, O prethee then come to thy Love, He will right fellowſhip bring. If that thou doſt not know but art Lying at thy Lords feet, O come and he will ſhew to thee A fellowſhip moſt ſweet. If that thou knowſt not come and thou Shalt have a ſight ſo bright, As will make thee from all things elſe To take a ſpeedy flight. If thou doſt no • know, O then come, The Lord doth call for thee, Toge acquaintance where thou maiſt Have pleaſant harmonie. And if that thou alone my ſpouſe, Wilt thus for me remain, Paſs by the Shepherds that do tear, And againſt thee complain. If that thou wouldſt know where I feed, If thou inquireſt the way. Go by the foot ſt • ps of the flock, And with them make thy ſtay, And do thou come forme every thing, All mixtures that there be, Go by the foot ſteps of he flock, And come and feed with me. This is the reſurrection day, Wherein Chriſt did appear, But Mary thinks 'tis the Gardener That unto her drew near. Mary was in the garden where Jeſus lay, That body undefiled, Which with reſurrection glory riſe, Appeared and on her • miled. But ſhe at firſt did not diſcerne, But ſaid Sir if thou canſt tell Who hath taken away this bleſſed body Such news would pleaſe me well. If thou wilt tell me where he is, I ſhall very thankfull be, For I long to ſee his countenance, In riſen rich glory But then Chriſt did her heart inflame, For Mary he doth ſay, She underſtand him preſently, And beleeved his day. Rabbon • , Lord, and Maſter dear, My heart is toucht with thee, For thou art my beloved Choice, And my miſtake I ſee. The mighty Lord he doth make choice Of poor weak ones in all. Both to declare his birth and he Them to his grave doth call. To ſee his reſurrection, That they might ſhew it out, For to declare his mighty worke He takes the feeble mouth. O reſurrection love is that, Of which ſpirit delights to ſing, And it doth moſt ſweetly appear In honour of the King. The doctrine is very ſweet, Of reſurrection grace, It doth lead forth to Jeſus Chriſt, And ſheweth the Sons face. It • aith go teach, and then baptiſe, In the name of the Son, Go preach the goſpel, and then ſay, They muſt to Baptiſm come; Go teach them, and when they do know And beleeve one the Son, Let them enjoy the priviledge That doth in Baptiſm come; Go preach, go and diſciple them, Let them ſee the love of Chriſt, In that ſweet adminiſtration Both in his death and riſe; So teach, that they may learn, To know Baptiſme ſweet, Being plunged in the water, Even from head to feet: Go preach, go and diſciple them, O let them Baptiſme know; O let the poor heathen behold, My love in Goſpel glow; Confirm and eſtabliſh it, By authority divine, That it may ſerve for pattern Unto the latter time, And as the law of Moſes was Confirm'd by miracle and ſign, I muſt in anſwer unto that, Confirm in Goſpel time; I will confirm the Goſpel, And the doctrine of grace, And the doctrine of Baptiſme By miracle in their race; By the Apoſtles I'le confirm With teſtimony high, For oppoſition it will come And Babylon againſt it fly, This Goſpel hath confirmed been With ſignes and miracles, ſo, That none can overcome, although They do againſt it go, Though Antichriſt began to riſe Long ſince, and houſands bring, Something againſt it, yet they can't Conquer the bleſſed King; O the doctrine of the Apoſtles, Hath been declared to you, Who are baptiſed in Jeſus Chriſt And ſee his death ſo new; The doctrine of the Apoſtles, Hath been held forth very cleer To you by the ſpirit of the Son And you have for it appear'd; The doctrine and application. It hath been opened quite, And manifeſted unto you Exceeding dear and bright; The Apoſtles rule hath been declar'd Wherein poor ones ſhould walk, Which Jeſus Chriſt would have you know In thought, in deed, and talk; O then dear ones, do you follow This Goſpel which is pure, And priſe the Apoſtles doctrine, Which alwaies ſhall indure; It was confirm'd by miracles, And wonders which were great, By that mighty powerfull ſpirit, Which gave it forth compleat; O priſe the Apoſtles doctrine, It Antchriſt throws down, And it exalteth Jeſus Chriſt, And his moſt bleſſed Crown; Practiſe the Apoſtles doctrine, Faith and Baptiſme, they did preach, And afterwards, you ſee that they After true fellowſhip did reach: Repent and be Baptil'd, ſaid they, For remiſſion of ſinne, Into the name of Jeſus Chriſt, Which doth ſalvation bring; Repent, and be Baptiſed, and then Walk you in fellowſhip, For unto all his ordinances You ought for to ſubmit; He will ſhew you his adminiſtrations Moſt purely and compleat, That are aſhamed of their waies And inquite for his ſeat; O mind the Apoſtles doctrine, And do not you unite To any thing but what it doth Call you to and invite; It is the antient bleſſed rule, And it lays all things flat That doth not conform to it; O hearken unto that: And when the glorious one doth come And joyn to the ſoul with power, It ſtraight conforms to a rule, And ſubmits in that houre; It doth lay hold on him by faith, And to a rule doth ſtand, It challenges all that doth oppoſe His royall ſweet command; It doth not walk with ſubtilitie, Or in a mixed way, But it keeps very cloſe to him, And on his word doth ſtay, After Baptiſme Scripture doth ſhow And ſweetly teach the reſt, And leads forth to the whole worſhip, Where his do feed and reſt; For the word brings the ſoul unto Conformity in every thing, That there may be compleatneſs in The ſervice of the King. Not in a confuſed or mixed way, Or an erroneous ſpirit, But after the way of Jeſus Chriſt, Purchaſed by his merit; They will not onely turn from Apoſtacy ſo vile, But even from all things that do The new choice covenant ſpoyle; The Apoſtles doctrine will inſtruct And reach in every thing, And it will alſo lead from that Which doth diſpleaſe the King; O Faith and Baptiſme, it is A doctrine very ſweet To thoſe that do love Jeſus Chriſt, And are his obedient ſheep; This is not againſt fellowſhip, But for aſſembling According to a Goſpel rule, Which is pleaſing to him; And O ſuch fellowſhip is ſweet That is one a right ground, O do not reſt content, till you Have ſuch true fellowſhip found; O ſuch a fellowſhip is ſweet, And clad in rich array, It's ſuch a fellowſhip, O Lord, We long for in this day: O ſuch a fellowſhip is choice That doth not commandements break, O let us not be like to them That love a mixed ſeat, The law of the Son it is ſweet, Keep his commands in mind In his death and reſurrection And look unto that time. His death and Buriall is ſeen In water, bread and wine Holds forth his body and his bloud And keeps it freſh in mind. And when it is received by faith It doth great comfort bring, And ſtrengthens us in our walk, And converſe with the King. O its a lovely and pure Chriſt That was ſo offered, Let's fetch ſtrength from his fleſh and blood Draw vertue from our head. O bleſſed be the glorious Lord, That to us ſo doth come, And ſhews his power abundantly, To every poor one. A lovely ſpirit Chriſt hath cauſed, To come in this our day To ſhew to us that Scripture rule, In our ſouls muſt bare ſway. Dear Chriſt thy ſpirit is very ſweet, He love to take of thine And for to ſhew it unto us, And to declare thy mind. Dear Chriſt thou haſt a rare cure, friend That will not ſilent be, But takes of thine as thou haſt ſed, And ſhews thy melodie. O praiſed be Chriſt that doth pour Such a ſweet ſpirit downe, That ſlayes Antichriſts in word and works, In the Sceptre and his Crown.

After this there was praying very largely.

The Evening Pſalme. PRaiſe the Lord all that is in earth, And that in heaven appear; Praiſe God Sea, River, and each ſpring, For Lions Jubely year. O deep, praiſe ye the Lord alway, With ſingings that are new O Element praiſe the living God; Come ſtars and joyne thereto. Praiſe God created Sun, and Moon, Praiſe God the Elements all, For glorious things of his City is ſpoke, And all his Jaſper wall. Praiſe God, Angells, and Cherubims Sound forth Halelluja voice, Yea flying Seraphins come and fetch Altar coal to burne up droſs; Praiſe God Cattle one a Thouſand hills, For that redemption worke, Which will deliver you from bondage And unto freedome pluck; Praiſe God you little Birds, and all Give thanks and bleſſings alſo, Unto the rare God-man whom came, And did redemption ſhew; Give thankes O Trees, Herbs, Plants, & Flowers All after your kind ſhall praiſe The lovely Lamb for his dying To purchaſe ſuch rare dayes; Companions, can you praiſe which the Multitude Iohn did ſee Of all tongues, Nations, and Kindred That about the throne be: Iohn ſaw a great multitude, that he Was not able to number there, And they out of all Nations came, And praiſed the Lamb rare. Companions, the multitude Iohn ſaw, Sprang from the number twelve, A great many from that number Appear'd from the Kings Helm; The 144 thouſand, which By 12 was reckoned up, They are a multitude for the King To give Nations a pluck: Companions, will you go with them, Will you praiſe with that number That ſo their faith, and prayer, and ſeal, May be in England as loud thunder; Companious, go and reſt with him That is raiſed ſo high, Take up your lodg in his boſome That for your ſins did dy; Companions, feed on this doctrine, Which hath been very ſweet, For it hath come dropping down, from The Sons moſt bleſſed ſeat. Companions, you are bleſſed here, Therefore let your ſouls praiſe And rejoice in the living God, Whom giveth forth ſuch daies; And little ones that abſent be, Have a bleſſing from Love All children that lodge in foreknowledge Chriſt will exalt above: Children, babes, ſucklings he will bleſs, And will great kindneſſe ſhow, Though for the preſent they languish, He will shew love I know; O the Lord bleſs you every way, Strangers examine your ends, Examine that ſo you may enjoy The bleſſings that he ſends; Strangers examine whether you Come fancie for to pleaſe, Or to hear, that ſo you may practiſe That which the King doth pleaſe; You do not meet with any thing here That Ordinances deny, But oppoſeth the filth of ſin That is odious in his Eye; Comers, what do you come for this day; O poor hearts, that you might find Such a diſcovery, as may make you Depart from an Erronious mind; The ſpirit it is a ſober ſpirit In word, in life and all, And the ſpirit requires ſuch, And doth them to worship call; Now I will ſweetly roul my ſelf In his moſt lovely breaſt, And do you go return praiſe, And in him take your reſt.

A Hymme comparing Davids Sling-ſtone and the Stone in Daniel. OH King David do thou appear, Let thy greatneſs be ſeen; O come & publiſh forth thy name O ſhow thy high ſublime: King David who ſhall valourous be, Againſt all evill ones; Come bend thy bow, ſhoot thy arrows, O let off thy Cannons. King David is the mighty one, The great Prince of all ſure; He it is which ſhall abide, And evermore endure; The Goliah can David ſlay, Nothing can him affright, Becauſe he is the onely one, He is the Antitype: King Davids fling and ſtone ſhall come, And through Goliah go, Which will break the Philiſtims down, And give a deadly blow; King David is ſo royal, and So great and rich, doubtleſs That they who ſtand for him, ſhall be In every thing here bleſt: They that for King David will ſpeak, They ſhall not loſers be, For he will give to them great things, Much their eyes ſhall ſee; The ſtone through enemies it doth go, And break their Camps ſo great, It makes the whole body of foes Utterly here to ſplits The ſtone when that it doth plerce And caſt Goliah down, Then all the other ſouldiery; Are ſcatter'd in every Town; And this will the ſtone ſurely do Within the Engliſh ſoil, It will come forth and wound the foes That will their Camps then ſpoil; The little ſtone out of the Brook Shall ſure be taken up, And through the ſling it ſhall forth fly, Proud boaſters down to pluck; The ſtone, though it be ſmal, yet 'tis A ſmooth ſtone which will flie, So that none can eſcape its ſtroak, For 'twill make all foes die; Though a little ſtone, yet it doth grow Into a Mountain great, Which will overtop all Mountains And their forces defeat: Though a ſtone, yet ſuch a mighty ſtone No weight can it compare; It falls ſo weighty on proud men, It doth ten thouſands tear; Though a little ſtone, yet it will laſt And ſure it will prevail: 'Twill break the Caſtles & the Mounts, And open Priſon goals; Though a little ſtone, it will command The Towns both far and nigh, It will draw up Jordan Rivers, And alſo make them dry; Though a little ſtone, yet it will ſure, Jerico wa • ls breake and lay, And batter al • Fortifications That riſe up in this day. Though a ittle ſtone it will conſume And caſt Egyptians down. 'I will ruin all Gomorrahs and All Sodoms filthy towns. Though a little ſtone, yet it will wound, And caſt Leviathans lows O 'twill break all the jaws of thoſe Who do it from them throw. Though a little ſtone, 'twill break down Towns And ruin Iſlands too, And go through all Europe alſo, Every Tyrant to undo. Though a little ſtone, it is ſo frim, There's none can make a flaw, No defilement can reach the ſtone, Which will bring to its barre. It will indeed paſs ſentence on The perjur'd ſort of men, And vow-breakers 'twill utterly ſlay, And undo their greatneſs then. Though a little ſtone, yet 'twill go forth Through the Nations that are large, O it will indeed not be kept up, Nor ſwim in a little barge. O 'twill faile through great ſhips unto The remore places farther, And there 'twill do moſt great exploits, To the praiſe of the Father. The little ſtone, 'twill the image ſmite, And 'twill break both toes and legges, Yea thighs and arms it will ſlay it, 'Twill ſure wound all their heads. 'Twill caſt down every one who doth So inſolently appear, O therefore call now thy friends up, That they may draw thee near. O love invite thy dear friends In o thy boſome ſweet, O Love do thou ſo raviſh thine, That they may thee here meet. My ſoul is ſwallowed up in love, O love doth wax ſo great, O love doth crumble me ſurely, That lays me at thy feet.

Notes of true Viſion. O Then come now friends and apply The doctrine which is ſweet, O come and view Iſaaihs Viſion, That you may ſtand on your feet. Come ſee, O take notice of this, That Iſaiah had eyes within, Of which partake, ſo as to behold Every ſecret ſin. Then carry this note into all places, Where ever you may go, Which is that Viſion affords ſouls Eyes To ſee how they ſhould go. And take another note dear friends, Which is that viſion doth produce Such light within, and acts without, None of Gods ſayings to refuſe. Another note take which is that viſion Doth lay poor hearts to ground flat, And makes them exalt the high altar, And ſees no coal like that. Another note take from Iſaiahs viſion, Which is when you God ſee, Know this ſight wil make you loath your ſelves And relie on Altars victorie. Another note take from Iſaiahs viſion, Which is when poor ones lie low, The Sera • him loves to come from Al ar, The ſacrifice coal to ſhew. Another note take which is when viſion Into the heart and reins ſinke, They elevate the ſoul abundantly, And cauſeth it deep to drinke. Another note take that when viſion Of love in the ſoul doth burn, They don't lead into fancie fleſh, But into the commands of the Son. Another note take that when viſion Into inward parts do come, They declare a holy and pure Chriſt, And teacheth heart and tongue. Another note take to know viſion, That you may not be decei'vd, And couſened of your right, and that to which A crucified Chriſt doth lead. Then learn this note which is when viſion Of Chriſt or his works appear, They lead you up to holineſs, And to new covenant fear. Which genders not to bondage or that Is a whimſie of the brain, But they lead unto that ſubſtantial word, which Which ever ſhall remain. Another note learn which is that when True viſions are of Father and Son, They do inſtruct concerning times, And what therein muſt come. Another note take that when viſion Comes from the unction pure, They then do mold the ſoul into The work of Chriſt more ſure. Another note take of true viſion, They do ſo faſten the ſoul To a crucified and riſen Chriſt, That none can take off that hold. Another note take concerning viſion, Which is thoſe that are true, They do ſo perfume the ſoul and body, That none of mans ſtinch can make rue. Another note take of Chriſt's viſion, That where they do appear, Haughtineſs and pride, and ſelf falls flat, And the heart to God draws near. Another note learn from the viſions That are of a true kind, They ſteal the ſpirits, and revive the heart, And every part ſtength doth find. Another note take of true viſions, Which makes them high indeed, And that is becauſe from Father, Son, and Spirit A witneſs doth proceed. Now then friends treaſure up theſe notes, Lay them up in your breaſt, That you may know the difference, Between falſe viſions and the best.