y. ne, z. Eternal ftreams of Pity flow ath The fhame, the death, the fin I feel : 5. Thou, JESU, on th'accurfed tree 13. When Man was loft, Love look'd To fee what help in earth or sky: 6. But if thou tarrieft, why must I ? The clouds that part my foul and 7. A Sigh thou breath'ft into my heart, And earthly Joys I view with fcorn: The most of me to Heav'n is fled : I 37I. 7. He, treating with fick Folks,whom paffions fway, 1.King of glory, King of peace! Allows for that, and keeps his con I will love thee; And that Love may never cease, I will move thee: Thou didst note my working Breaft, And the Cream of all my heart Tho' my Sins against me cry'd, Thou didst hear me, Thou didst hear, and clear me ! To extol thee, I can but enrol thee. ftant Way. They'd but difcolour bloody Sweat! "WE 374. HEN Mary wip'd her Saviour's Feet, (Whofe laws fhe trampl'd on before) Shewing, his Steps fhould be the ftreet, Wherein the thenceforth evermore With humbleness would live and tread; Yea, plac'd thofe Jewels on her head: 2. To cleanse him, who can't be defil'd, So ftain'd herself, why did she strive? Her tears (fince fins fo deep are pil'd, We reach not, tho' in Tears we dive Like feas, for words and works and thoughts) Why kept the not for her ownFaults? 3. She AST not heard, that Lord JESUS dy'd? Then let me tell thee a strange Story. The God of pow'r, as he did ride In his majestic Robes of glory, F. Refolv'd to light; and fo one day He did, undreffing all the way. 2. And firft, as travellers are wont, 0 He did repair unto an Inn : Both then, and after, many a brunt Receiv'd this blow upon his Side, Unto my Father's hands and fight, Will ufe me in this kind, the door 376. Ome, my Way, my Truth, my C Life! Such a Way, as gives us breath: Such a Truth, as ends all strife : Such a Life, as killeth death. 2. Come, my light, my feast, my ftrength! Such a Light, as shews a feast : Such a Feast, as mends by length: Such a Strength, as makes its gueft. 3.Come, my joy, my love, my heart! Such a Joy, as none can move : Such a Love, as none can part: Such a Heart, as joys in love. I. L 377. Ook hither, ye whofe Tafte, Doth lead you to much waste ! Save your coft, and mend your fare; God is here prepar'd and drest, God, in whom all dainties are, Deigns himself to be the Feat. 2. Look hither, ye whom Wine Doth, to your shame, define! Weep that ye have drunk amifs, What has not been for your Good; Supplicate to drink of this, Which before you drink is Blood. 3. Look hither, whom falfe Joy Doth ruin and destroy, While ye graze without your bounds! Here is Joy, that drowneth quite, As a flood the lower grounds, Your inordinate delight. 4. Come near, whom true Heart's Pain Doth wholefomly arraign, Bringing all your fins to light! Tafte and fear not; God is here, And on Sin doth caft the fright, While ye arm you with this Cheer Thy Delight, In its moft tranfcendent neatrefs. Hath all Sweetness in the Bread (Flow'rs and gums and powders giving All their odoriferous living) To fubdue the Smell of fin? Only God, who gives Perfumes, (That this Spice be better fcented, And with it perfumes my heart. 4. When I in bafe joys was drown'd, And forgetting my high birth, Cleav'd to Earth; God took Blood, and needs would be Spilt with me: May the Wonder of his Pity And take up my lines of life! Flesh, scarce grown To eight Days Age, must smart then feize fo foon? 2. Is this thy Welcome to the world, great God?. No fooner born, but subject to the Reat, without controverfy GReat great, They that do know it, will confefs a The Mystery of Godliness, Whereof the Gospel doth intreat. And wife Men guided by a star, To feek the Sun are come from far; Gentiles have got the start of Jews. 4. The Stable and the Manger hide SeHis glory from his own; but thefe, Tho ftrangers, his refplendent rays Of Majefty divine have spy'd. 5. Gold, frankincenfe and myrrh they give; 73-1 And worshipping him plainly fhew, That unto Him they all things owe, By whose free gift it is they live. 6. Tho' clouded in a vail of flesh, The Sun of righteousness appears, Melting cold cares and frofty fears, And making joys fpring up afresh. b 7. O that his Light and influence Would work effectually in me Another new Epiphany, Exhale and elevate me hence: 8. That, as my Calling doth require, Star-like I may to others fhine, And guide them to that Sun divine, Whole day-light never fhall expire. All Lands, that they may know, How very much to him they owe. 2. Now that he is afcended up on high, And hath led captive all captivity, He'll plentifully give The Spirit's Gifts to all that live. 3. To fit them for a bleffed State of glory, And publish to the World the happy Story Of him, this resident Pow'rful Embaffador is fent: 4. Heaven's Agent upon earth, to counterwork, And bring to light the ghoftly Foes that lurk, |