A Paper showing who are the true Spouse of Christ, and who are not.  
THe true Sponse of Christ, is his true Church which is in God our Father, 1 Thes. 1, 1. which hears his voice, feels his power, and is made one with him, that is the light & have him near unto her, even in her bosom, & brings forth increase by virtue of his power or life that is in her, who is not of the world as he is not of the world but is bated by the world, as now under the reproachful name of Quakers, & the like.  
The Whore is not truly espoused to Christ, nor one with him, but is the false Church which is not in God who is a spirit, but is in & of the world which iso posite to the spirit, and spiritual worship, which hears not the voice of Christ (but only the letter or men reading in a book which such as are not Christ's sheep may hear read and know) neither doth she feel his power, but denies them that do, or that any do, neither is she made one with him that is the light, nor have him so near unto her as within the hope of Glory, Col. 1. 27. but only as far as above the skies, or as jerusaleni, and so far from increasing in the increases of God, Col. 2. 19 or in the fruit of the spirit, or to increase her number by virtue thereof; but only by an outward power, law, learning, or letter that killeth 2 Cor. 3. 6. which harlot or false Church is of the world, and not of Christ, and hath the world's love, being truly named Mystery Babylon, the Mother of harlots, Out of which God hath redeemed us, Rev, 18. 4.  
Now this false Church and painted harlot, having not God's power in her to uphold her, is upheld by man's power, and is always subject to the changeableness thereof, which Church or harlot is to fall with great violence, Rev. 18. 21.  
Then now will I leave it to understanding men to judge, whether ever there were greater violence in this confused mother of harlots then now is; with what violence are some of her late chiefest pillars now going down, that upheld her a long time? and with what violence are others setting up, which violence causeth the people to mistake them, and so to cry them down, and what violence is used in her between her Priests and teachers themselves one against another, and all compassing the holy City about in which God dwelleth, (who promised and doth dwell in his people) as though they would devour (us) all at once, but whether our help be of ourselves or from heaven, rea● Rev. 20. 9 and so let all judge whether violence be not begun.  
And again at Babylon's fall the Saints rejoice, according as it is said rejoice over (not bowing under) her my people, Rev. 18. 20.  
And seeing Gods servants do begin to rejoice and shout for joy (though few can he●… it) and make melody in their hearts to the Lord, notwithstanding they are with muc● violence persecuted, slandered, all manner of evil spoken against them, and cast out o● the Synagogues, threatened to be cursed out of their Church (because they cannot ge● 〈◊〉 in) and brought before Rulers for his name's sake, who said I am the light, john Re●…. 10. 8. which turns to us for a testimony, Luke 21. 13.  
Now men may mind the words of Christ, when the signs begin to come to 〈◊〉 then thereby to know what is near, Luke 21. 30. 31.  
And now being it is so that Babel is to fall with great violence, and that the servants and Prophets of God are then to rejoice.  
And seeing also that they who are come out of her do begin to rejoice over her.  
Let it now be considered what is to follow, or what God will bring to pass, or what is near at hand, and whether the destruction be not near when they cry peace, all th●… are safe, or whether the dreadful coming of Christ be not at the midst of the dark night, like a thief, upon all the ungodly workers of darkness, over whom the Saints rejoice  
My heart is filled with the power of God.  

144 Lines of secret inward melody, not written to lift up any from that which gives it.  

MY heart shall sing of thee  
who dost my soul defend,  
Whose life hath saved me,  
Who didst my ways amend.   

Whose strength hath me upheld  
Whose love is in me still;  
Whose grace doth virtue yield,  
Who hast taught me thy will.   

Oh blessed be thy name,  
Who hast my life redeemed  
That I may sound the same  
With them that once were grieved.   

Oh let me now rejoice  
And praise the Lord my strength  
Who long hath been my choice,  
And drawn my days in length.   

Oh that I could declare,  
Unto the sons of men,  
His gifts and riches rare  
Which he hath yet for them.   

Oh that my heart could dite  
The goodness of his love,  
Or that my pen could write  
His mercies yet above.   

Oh that I might express  
With heart, with tongue or pen  
His sweet delight someness  
〈…〉 men   

Oh that I could unfold  
Or in meekness declare  
His strength which maketh bold.  
And keepeth from the snart.   

Behold his Throne is love  
His seat is mercy pure  
Descending from above  
Is he both day and hour.   

Behold his glory shines  
Unto his jewels rare  
He visits them betimes  
When they in darkness are.   

Behold his heart is bend  
Towards his little ones  
His love their hearts doth rend  
And in his virtue comes.   

Behold he draweth near  
To all the poor and weak,  
And he to them is dear  
Who will them not for sake.   

Behold he doth arise  
In might virtue and power,  
To bring in his lost prize  
Into his refuge Tower.   

The weak he doth defend  
The poor he still uphold,  
For needy he contend  
And 〈◊〉 them more than Gold.   

His Lambs he still doth lead  
His little ones he teach  
The hungry have his bread  
The thirsty he refresh.   

He makes the feeble strong  
He makes the barren bear  
He leads the blind along,  
〈◊〉 the light most clear.   

He cometh as a dew,  
In heat of Summer time  
〈…〉 his plants below  
That forth their fruit may shine.   

He feedeth every babe  
He seeketh every lost,  
His love doth never fade  
For his he spares no cost.   

His life virtue and strength  
His wisdom and his power,  
He giveth to his at length  
And they of him are sure.   

He never doth for sake  
His dear and little flock,  
Who of that bread partake  
That's hidden in the rock.   

The heavens and the earth  
He with himself doth fill  
He dwelleth in our hearts  
And doth reveal his will.   

He maketh known his way  
That all his flock shall go,  
And them in light array  
〈◊〉 to withstand the foe.   

He helps in time of need  
〈◊〉 leaves not in distress,  
He doth effect the deed  
Of man's deliverance.   

He casteth down to hell  
●is power is so great  
〈◊〉 doth the living kill  
And none can him defeat.   

He raiseth from the grave  
And makes the dead alive  
From him there's none can save  
Nor from his presence hid.   

he's always near at hand  
From trouble to deliver,  
he's joined with his in band  
To live with them for ever.   

No God is like to him  
No honour like to his,  
No man is said to win  
Whose soul is lost from bliss.   

O praise him all ye Saints  
Who feels his virtue near,  
Unto him still give thanks  
Who is our Father deer.   

Let wicked men lament  
Let all ungodly howl,  
Too late shall some repent  
When down his judgements roll.   

When Babel's turned in lake  
When beast is thither thrown,  
When drunkards reel and shake  
When wrath is poured down.   

When vengeance much with might  
Is poured on the Whore  
And all secret deceit  
Destroyed for evermore.   

Then Zion shall be glad  
Then God shall honoured be,  
Then praises shall be had  
Then worship shall be free   

Then comfort shall abound  
In all true mourning lambs,  
And Gospel free shall sound  
Throughout all nation Lands.   

The times hereofs at hand  
The Captives shall be free  
God's seed in every land  
By him shall g 〈◊〉 thered be.   

Let friends rejoice in fear  
Let fear in love abound,  
Let Thousands more draw near  
For we the pearl have found,   

Let all in patience dwell  
And in the Lord still trust,  
That we in love excel  
In which with you I rest.    

As I was walking alone in my close Prison at Winchester, upon the 24th day of the 5th. month 62. in much quietness and inward refresh by the rising virtue of God's refreshing love; these lines began to run gently through me, with melody in my heart to the Lord and when I was free in myself to begin to write, it departed not from me but came so easy and so fast as I could well right, whereby in a very little part of the foresaid day this was begun and finished with neigh own hand; yet would not I have looked upon to be a great thing, nor a pattern nor example for others to run into the like for since I came into the life and obedience of truth, I durst not write any thing in verse until this time.  
Humphrey Smith.   

The 30th. of the 4th. month, 62.  
AS in a vision the Sheep that I saw, they lodged on the side of a Mountain as high as Heaven, and they lay one by another, and one upon another, yet not in the least offensive one to another, but lay as quiet and as loving as if they had been asleep, or sleeping one by and upon another, yet were perfectly awake: And though the whole world roaled from under them, whereby they were like to fall, and no visible ground or thing was seen to receive them or to fall upon (which was in such a manner that 〈◊〉 cannot well express it) yet were they not afraid thereat but lay as quiet in themselves as before, being upheld by an invisible power; and they that were tumbling down, 〈◊〉 were falling, had not the least harm; but their removal was to them as it is to a●… child to be removed in the Nurse's Arms, out of one place to another, (more than it express) or though some of them seemed to be a little removed, or to fall, when th● whole world roaled from under them (which was but to try them) yet they that 〈◊〉 so were not in the least harmed thereby but were very well supported, & in a 〈◊〉 were recovered, and climbed up the most steepest mount of the whole world that was ●…fore them; and as for themselves they were more large, fair, and comely than ever 〈◊〉 natural eyes beheld, and their wool was all over them as perfect shining gold.  
After I had written this little thing and had also found that it was showed 〈◊〉 the very time that the Rulers of the Earth in London began to deprive friends of 〈◊〉 worldly helps and things which seemed thereby to be wholly rolling from them 〈◊〉 did I send one copy of it to a friend in that City to see, who informing me that 〈◊〉 friends desired to see it: wherefore I thus open it more plainly.  
The world was the outward visible world, with all things that are upon it, or per●…ning to it; the rolling away of it was so that nothing thereof was left them at that 〈…〉 to lay hold on, or to stay themselves upon. As for the sheep Christ termed his 〈◊〉 ●…thren and members so, and as for their wool they had abundance thereof upon th●… yet no more than comely or rather glorious, and it was as Armour to them not to be ●…ced through, nor to be taken from them, neither was it in the least defiled, which 〈…〉    

Printed for M. W.  
The End