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Shall dare approach us; we shall there no more

Watch stars, or pore
Through melancholly clouds, and say,

“ Would it were day!”
One everlasting saboth there shall runne
Without succession, and without a sunne.

Dan. xii. 13.

But goe thou thy way untill the end be; for thou shalt rest, and

stand up in thy lot at the end of the dayes.

DAY OF JUDGEMENT.

WHEN through the north a fire shall rush

And rowle into the east, And like a firie torrent brush

And sweepe up south and west,

When all shall streame and lighten round,

And with surprizing flames Both stars and elements confound,

And quite blot out their names,

When thou shalt spend thy sacred store

Of thunders in that heate, And low as ere they lay before

Thy six-dayes' building beate,

When like a scrowle the heavens shall passe And vanish cleane

away, And nought must stand of that vast space

Which held up night and day,

When one lowd blast shall rend the deepe,

And from the wombé of earth Summon

up

all that are asleepe Unto a second birth, —

When thou shalt make the clouds thy seate,

And in the open aire The quick and dead, both small and great,

Must to thy barre repaire;

To say,

O then it will be all too late

6 What shall I doe?” Repentance there is out of date,

And so is mercy too.

Prepare, prepare me then, O God!

And let me now begin
To feele my loving Father's rod

Killing the man of sinne !

Give

me, O give me crosses here,

Still more afflictions lend !
That pill, though bitter, is most deare

That brings health to the end.

Lord, God! I beg nor friends nor wealth,

But pray against them both; Three things I'de have, my soule's chief health,

And one of these semes loath,

A living Faith, a HEART of flesh,

The WORLD an enemie:
This last will keepe the first two fresh,

And bring me where I'de be.

1 Pet. iv. 7. The end of all things is at hand; be ye therefore sober,

and watch unto prayer.

RELIGION.

My God, when I walke in those groves
And leaves thy Spirit doth still fan,
I see in each shade that there growes
An angell talking with a man.

Under a juniper some house,
Or the coole mirtle's canopie,
Others beneath an oake's green boughs,
Or at some fountaine's bubling eye.

Here Jacob dreames and wrestles; there
Elias is by ravens fed,
Another time by th' angell, where
He brings him water with his bread.

In Abraham's tent the winged guests
(O how familiar then was heaven!)
Eate, drinke, discourse, sit downe, and rest
Untill the coole and shady even.

Nay thou thyselfe, my God, in fire,
Whirlewinds, and clouds, and the soft voice,
Speak’st there so much, that I admire
We have no conference in these daies.

Is the truce broke? or 'cause we have
A Mediatour now with thee,
Dost thou therefore old treaties wave,
And by appeales from him decree?

Or is't so, as some green

heads

say, That now all miracles must cease ? Though thou hast promis'd they should stay, The tokens of the church, and peace.

No, no: Religion is a spring,
That from some secret, golden mine
Derives her birth, and thence doth bring
Cordials in every drop, and wine.

But, in her long and hidden course,
In passing through the earth's darke veines,
Growes still from better unto worse,
And both her taste and colour staines;

Then drilling on learnes to encrease
False ecchoes and confused sounds,
And unawares doth often seize
On veines of sulpbur under ground;

So poison'd breaks forth in some clime,
And at first sight doth many please;
But drunk, is puddle or meere slime,
And 'stead of phisick, a disease.

Just such a tainted sink we have,
Like that Samaritan’s dead well ;
For must we for the kernell

crave, Because most voices like the shell ?

Heale then these waters, Lord; or bring thy flock, Since these are troubled, to the springing rock; Looke downe, great Master of the feast; O shine, And turn once more our water into wine !

Cant. iv. 12.

My sister, my spouse is as a garden inclosed, as a spring shut up,

and a fountain sealed.

THE SEARCH.

'Tis now cleare day : I see a rose
Bud in the bright east, and disclose
The pilgrim-sunne; all night have I
Spent in a roving ecstasie

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