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

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 rejoice and bring  
Tidings unto the world of  
Christ the most glorious King,  
The spouse comes with a choice sweet note,  
Of Christ most blessed reign,  
And the spirit it ever doth,  
Rejoice to do the same.  
The spirit extols, and lifts him high,  
And showeth his great love  
For 'twas his will for sin to die,  
And nothing else could move,  
Which made the spouse come forth with song  
Of her beloved pure,  
Which must be sung to him always,  
It ever shall endure.  
The spouse comes forth with lovely song,  
And it was envied,  
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 complain,  
But she sings of her lover,  
And maketh unto him complaint,  
That they at her do strike.  
For they did tear, and rend the vail  
Of Christ's beloved Wife,  
She doth complain 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 jeers thou hast had,  
I will appear unto thy sight,  
And in singing make glad.  
Many do strike at thee, my spouse,  
But I will take thy part  
They scourge, and do thee so revile,  
Come spouse to Solomon's porch;  
The shines of glory makes thee sing,  
And speak of love so much,  
O they do not know what it is,  
To have from Christ a touch:  
She goes, and sets him rarely out,  
Though many do scorn her,  
They at the spouse do for it flour,  
But she describ's her Lord.  
O he is lovely to behold,  
His Temples they do shine,  
His locks like to Pomgrannet  
They are most choice and fine,  
〈◊〉 dost thou Christ compare, say they,  
●o Pomegranate dost thou,  
●iken him unto such things,  
We cannot it allow.  
〈◊〉 that I do 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 Dovelike eyes,  
Thus she goes one and fing 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 only one.  
●ost thou, spouse, thus compare Chrik,  
we'll take away thy vail;  
●oe what you will answers the spouse,  
〈◊〉 speak of him thate rare.  
〈◊〉 rare, and choice he is above  
●ll emblems, none can show  
●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 precious,  
〈◊〉 will sing of him, for O he  
●ath took my heart so much,  
●e not forsake or leave the Song,  
Though you do rend my veil,  
〈◊〉 will go one for to declare,  
He'll make it up again,  
He is so choice, so sweet, and rare,  
〈◊〉 have him took in heart.  
O he is most beloved, and fair,  
I'll speak of every part,  
In describing my love and Lo●d,  
He is so wondrous fair,  
He is so white, so sweet, and pure  
Ten thousand can't compare.  
O I do greatly love to see;  
Thee and thy smiles espy;  
O blessed sweets come more to me,  
I am ravished with thy Eye.  
Christ was bright to the spouses' view,  
And she did fear no harm,  
And my strength it is much renewed  
For the same glorious arm,  
I have been laid 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 reigning year,  
And Christ doth cause her thus to Sing,  
Her note is sweet and clear;  
She tells how that his ointment run  
And did perfume her hand;  
When she unto the door did go.  
O than she could not stand  
Still, but declares spicknard which did  
So much perfume, and flow,  
Which as soon as she once had smelled  
After him she did go.  
She knows that the King had been there,  
It was his very touch,  
Because the King had drawn 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 sense:  
It was the King opened her eyes,  
To see ointment 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 than gold.  
It was the King opened her eyes,  
And then she viewed 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  
there'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 show me one so fair as he,  
He is the only 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 reign,  
This is the Solomon,  
You shall have all your needs supplied,  
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  
Shown such royal grace,  
O this is he, it's he that did,  
Choose forth poor sinful 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 wisdom know.  
O Sheba's Queen thou came'st from far,  
And admired this light,  
Didst thou not find him very rare  
Was't not a glorious sigh?  
What didst thou ever see like him,  
That had such wisdom 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 royal 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 only King,  
Whose wisdom shall endure.  
O it is Solomon that hath  
Such dainty delicate meat,  
And his attendants round about  
In order most complete.  
This is the King Solomon that hath  
His Timberels and Harps,  
The Psaltery and Vial too,  
Which doth revive the heart.  
King Solomon's attendants are  
Richly arrayed indeed,  
O the King's followers are white,  
They are the holy seed:  
They come not forth in a strange garb,  
They are glistering and white,  
They sit at table with the King,  
Are ever in his sight.  
King Solomon's followers do go  
●orth singing, and and thus clad,  
With hearts that with love overflow:  
This is Solomon that had  
●uch wisdom and in such a way:  
As nothing can compare  
●nto his bright and reigning day;  
●or all things that are rare.  
〈◊〉 this is Solomon that did  
●how all things round about,  
●nd had such a lovely sweetness  
〈◊〉 heart and in his mouth.  
〈◊〉 this is Solomon that had  
●othing out of its place,  
〈◊〉 that Sheba and Selah too  
admired hath his grace.  
●how his wisdom did appear  
●his ascent and seat,  
〈◊〉 his disposing of every thing  
〈◊〉 his most delicate cheer.  
●o dishes there, but those that were  
Most lovely dressed out,  
●here was not burnt nor scorched far  
●nfit for Solomon's mouth.  
●is beams are made of the sweet wood,  
●ven of Cedar sine,  
〈◊〉 is most delicate and sweet,  
●n solomon's reigning time,  
〈◊〉 how the pillars marbled show,  
〈◊〉 how doth every thing  
●●chly appear that is about  
●he high and glorious King.  
The rooms 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 show:  
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 ointment is poured forth,  
The spirit it doth show,  
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 honey comb  
I do rejoice 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 do see.  
O thou art fair, O thou art fair,  
Thou hast a smiling face;  
Thy looks O Christ are most divine  
Thou ownest sinful race.  
O thou art fair, O thou art fair,  
There is none like to thee;  
There is none can show forth that grace  
And royal harmony.  
O blessed King, O Solomon,  
What Cup is like to thine,  
What wisdom can compare to thee,  
No Cup hath such choice wine:  
O King thy cup is very sweet,  
Did not John it so see,  
Did not Ez●kiel taste of it,  
When in vision with thee?  
O did not thy John see the gold,  
And it so much admire,  
Thy royal glory which appeared  
To him like flames of fire?  
O did not John behold thy hair,  
As white as any wool.  
Thy pleasant looks so wondrous fair,  
Which did his soul so fill?  
O did he not behold the King,  
And see his shining face,  
Even like unto the Son of man,  
In royal 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 showed him  
A second door was opened,  
He beholds the Lords shine,  
And enters in the second door  
And tastes the spirits wine.  
And sees what that the Spouse had sung.  
And beheld what she tells,  
He had a view of Heaven, and then  
Feared 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 show.  
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 whiteness,  
And of his glory bright.  
The Spouse she doth declare of gold,  
And his royalty doth show,  
And John doth also say the King  
Shall his Enemy's overthrow.  
The Spouse doth witness to his Word,  
And john in Patmos Isle  
Bare record to those very truths,  
Concerning him he cries.  
The Spouse leaves off her Love, a song,  
john 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 Sceptre he  
A testimony brings.  
The Lord will do as he thinks good  
In all his holy things:  
By whom he will he'll 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,  
Christ's 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 rejoice 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 rejoice.  
●hey will meet here in with john  
●●d be transformed so,  
●●d be high in obedience,  
●●re then in outward show.  
〈◊〉 ●hey will not the song reproach,  
●●at cometh from poor one;  
●t they will also sing to him,  
●●at is the only one.  
〈◊〉 ●hey will say the Lords spirit,  
〈◊〉 in this song appear,  
〈◊〉 no cheat nor fancy;  
〈◊〉 in it spirit shines clear.  
〈◊〉 ●hey will say it came from God,  
●●d told of secret sin,  
●●d rebellions it spoke against,  
●●as not from brain, but him.  
〈◊〉 Solomon, King Solomon!  
〈◊〉 do 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 Sunshining glow,  
〈◊〉 love King Solomon therefore,  
〈◊〉 have grieved so here,  
●hat poor hearts are not laid low;  
●ut at the spirit do 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 entertain  
But do 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 do entreat;  
But they run after other sounds,  
And call thy spirit a cheat.  
King Solomon thy most dear love,  
Is canceled abroad;  
But yet the Seal is not marred  
But stands, according to thy word.  
King Solomon thy love comes forth,  
And would feign souls embrace;  
But poor hearts turn 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 brickwall.  
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 turned away,  
And yet again love saith to them,  
Seek after Solomon's 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 do not go to Rabbis which  
In notions do abound;  
But O pray love my spirit more,  
And delight in its sound.  
King Solomon's love saith, O poor heart,  
Do not straggle abroad,  
To any for distinctions,  
But keep unto my word.  
King Solomon's love saith, O poor hearts,  
O do not wrong your souls,  
To go to others up and down,  
When love his loves unfolds.  
King Solomon's love calls to poor ones,  
And O he doth embrace,  
And fall about your neck and kiss,  
And call to royal grace.  
King Solomon would have a kiss,  
O his lips are most sweet,  
O the fragrancy that in him,  
Poor souls do always meet.  
The love of Solomon doth say?  
Why are you so displeased,  
It's 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.  
Solomon's love saith, why poor ones,  
Do you so from me fly,  
When the true searching spirit comes,  
That maketh sin to die.  
The love of Solomon doth come,  
And thoroughly reprove,  
Harken to it, it comfort brings,  
Let it your spirits move,  
O do not start, and go away,  
When spirit doth declare,  
The sparkling glories of that day,  
Which is exceeding rare.  
But harken 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 do not say it shallow is,  
And a bare empty noise,  
When that the King brings forth his meat,  
Eat with him and rejoice.  
If thou comest, O thou wilt see,  
His dishes are complete,  
O taste of them, come, and behold  
For it is not a cheat.  
King Solomon, O thou art rare,  
Thy meat it is well dressed,  
Account not of those messes lo  
Which cometh for his Breast.  
And Solomon doth this declare,  
Harken unto his word,  
'Tis that thou mayst be raised up,  
To Elders seats above.  
O do not reject that which doth,  
Declare for Christ as King,  
Against the Antichristian day,  
He will deliverance bring,  
It is a glorious Psalm of love,  
That latter day shall find,  
And the ancients shall sing of it,  
And drink of the same wine.  
O it is sweet, it's sweet, dear souls,  
Sure you do 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 find  
The same, you would revived be,  
With his sweet flagon wine.  
O love, O love thou art most sweet,  
Unto poor souls draw near,  
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 reign.  
〈◊〉 love, come love, do thou take hold,  
●●rnal reason fall  
●ll those arguments that do  
●se thy sweet loud call.  
●e Love, O come, they will not then  
●●is a mixed 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 Son,  
〈◊〉 have his reason battered.  
●●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,  
〈◊〉 Souls may Sing of thee,  
〈◊〉 ●ender praises to thy name;  
●●is sweet harmony.  
O they must be made willing,  
●●●e their walls fall down  
〈◊〉 than they will honour Spirit,  
〈◊〉 Christ doth here so Crown.  
●●e Love, come Love, and now take hold  
●●ery poor Soul here,  
〈◊〉 them to taste of this thy love,  
〈◊〉 of thy royal cheer.  
●●me Love and take hold of all,  
〈◊〉 make scorning to die,  
●●e and show grace to sinners great,  
〈◊〉 then they'll to thee fly.  
●●e love draw poor ones unto thee,  
〈◊〉 youthful 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 gain,  
●●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 do  
Thy glorious works deface.  
Come love, O come to poor young one,  
And let them with thee feed,  
Then will they die to all vain things,  
And see how Christ did bleed.  
Come to young ones, O come to them,  
And they shall sing of thee,  
And of thy royal work abroad  
And of thy Victory.  
Come love, O come to poor young ones,  
They'll then do 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 steadfast be,  
Like to the holy one of old  
That did profels for thee.  
Come love, O come to poor young ones,  
And they'll 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 do look on thee, and see  
Thy Temples that appear  
Like to Pomgranner, O they'll be  
Refreshed and much cheered.  
O show thy face, love, unto them,  
Thy lovely Cheeks so bright,  
O it's a sight so wondrous sweet  
It will their soul's delight.  
O thou knowest, love, 'tis my great joy,  
To speak 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 me love, and own,  
I would have young ones come to thee,  
And sit about thy throne.  
Because that some from thee do go  
And so against thee throw,  
I would have others come to thee,  
And of thy glory know.  
Oh I would feign 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 entice  
From thy gospel so sweet,  
Come young ones, love would gain 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 beloved's veil to him,  
That is the all in all:  
He'll give white garments unto you,  
You shall be holy and pure,  
And your Corruptions he'll 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 possess as chief,  
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 finde  
When that he comes and meets within you  
In his sweet rushing wind.  
O love, thou dost delight my soul,  
Of thee I love to sing,  
It doth revive, and cheer 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 there'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 only swim in brain.  
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 only one,  
●n him thy soul delights,  
●he contest now is against him,  
●hat shall have his birthright.  
All that is said against spirit,  
●nd arguments so high  
●hall tumble, and fall down before  
●im, that for sin did die,  
●hat died to free from punishment,  
● obedience to that,  
Which was his Father's will, and Law  
●nd buffet he had,  
●nd much reproach from sinners here,  
●ut spirit doth for him speak,  
●nd Angels do rejoice about,  
●he Sons high glorious seat.  
O thou hast exalted thy Son,  
He is the Eternal Word,  
●nd thy spirit was also one  
●n Council 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 near,  
Before the Creature had,  
A being, and he shall endure,  
For evermore to come,  
And all things that were framed here,  
Are centred in the Son;  
Thou carriest all to his bosom,  
And he declares the same,  
And the Apostle speaks of them;  
But 'tis in the Son's name,  
Christ is the first, and only rest,  
And when the Scripture came,  
This rest most sweetly doth appear,  
〈◊〉 a glo●● us gain.  
O what a rest, O what a rest,  
Thou dost centre 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 forth 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 vain,  
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 lose 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 do 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 prophecy,  
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,  
Do 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 show forth my heart to you,  
In a sharp agony.  
Why do 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 go,  
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 do,  
Observe the Sinai day,  
Why will you not obey a Christ,  
Poor hearts you are deceived,  
You are mistaken when that you,  
Do the new Covenant leave,  
You call your wise men for to plead,  
And speak for Sinai breath,  
It comes not from original,  
But Babylon doth preach.  
'Gainst the wisdom that's from above,  
And the true wise in heart.  
Will not be caught with subtlety,  
Nor in it have a part.  
O they will plead for Sharon risen,  
'Gainst gullant Ships that come,  
They'll always 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 saithful be.  
O thou wilt stand with them who do  
There love, and zeal show out;  
But they shall be reproved that,  
Against thee open there mouth.  
O what Cowards Lord are they that,  
Have not a word for thee;  
But they do think another way,  
To find felicity.  
What pleading Lord is there for self,  
They say it's for Brotherhood;  
But it must not be looked at.  
When against thee it stood.  
O it is Brotherhood with Christ,  
That is more sweet than all,  
And for to cleave to other things,  
Is a fight against thy wall.  
O thou eternal, and bright Son,  
O thou art very sweet,  
Thy wine doth much refresh indeed,  
Those that lie at thy feet,  
Thou tooks 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 go away,  
Not stoop to Sinais Law.  
O come and drink salvations Cup,  
You shall not from him rend;  
But you shall much rejoice in him,  
That hath your hearts so bend.  
O come and drink salvations Cup,  
And your spirits shall rise,  
And you will much admire him,  
And his new Covenant prize.  
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 Father's 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  
Babylon's Brats to tear.  
O come and drink salvation Cup,  
Then you'll not endure those,  
That do 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  
You'll 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 that's pure.  
That you may be cleansed from sin,  
Which Christ cannot abide,  
And come away from Rabbis brain,  
And unto him up rise.  
O come and drink salvation Cup,  
And you in that will find,  
That Babylon is broken down,  
By spirit rushing wind.  
O its salvation Cup he loves,  
O drink of it always,  
And you will find and meet with him,  
And his bright shining rays,  
Prithee poor heart don't lust no more  
After men's Cups so fine,  
Nor bring not any thing of self,  
To mix with this pure wine:  
he'll give thee victory overall,  
He hath a Conquest day;  
For his great Sceptre he will bring,  
Which must o'er 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 do you inquire for  
A right way to the King,  
And now declare of him abroad,  
And of his glory sing.  
The spirit that doth tidings 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 show,  
And it to the receiver will,  
Be a hot Sunshine glow,  
Receivers they shall surely have  
Great benefit and rest,  
And thou wilt still declare to them,  
What lieth in thy breast,  
Receiver come and take thy part,  
Drink, and eat of love's meat;  
O take in Solomon's plenty, for  
It's fitted and complete,  
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 King's 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 joyful day indeed,  
The Lord God hath it made,  
Let us be glad always in him,  
Was by the Psalmist said;  
It is the day the great God made,  
And the Apostles voice,  
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 die, 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 shows what in it lay.  
What a rich treasure there is found,  
In resurrection day.  
It is a glorious Psalm 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 bend;  
'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 legal 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 mind that hath dropped,  
Forth from there nimble tongue.  
It had been better o dear Lord  
If words had been more few,  
Than for to die to such say,  
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 Canaan's knell.  
I know saith God that Israel's 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 eat 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  
Will go 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 do 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 watchful 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.  
herefore 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 outstretched 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 persuade your hearts,  
To speak more little and low;  
Till actions cometh forth with life,  
Honour to God to show.  
O soul, let love persuade thy tongue,  
To speak at lower rate,  
That so thy actions may declare,  
Thou art at wisdom's Gate.  
Where wisdom powerfully speaks,  
In his choice spirits sound,  
To make it known how that he can,  
All other things confound.  
O come and sit at wisdom's Gate;  
For wisdom will you teach,  
It will show forth what pleaseth it,  
The spirit doth it preach.  
O come and eat of wisdom's fate,  
It's excellent I know,  
And thou shalt then observe the King,  
When he comes to give his blow.  
O come and eat of wisdoms far,  
Thou shalt then know his mind,  
And when he blows the trumpet, than  
Thou shalt the trumpet find,  
So as to sound against the foe,  
And do as he would have.  
O therefore wait for wisdom's 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 find,  
All things soon laid 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 what is of life in you;  
What in your secret walks,  
And what are you in family,  
And what is there your talk,  
Are you nimble for Christ of foot,  
Are you useful in your place,  
If you are not you can't effect,  
To see the King's 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 feign  
See the apostates down,  
Or is your motion Eagle like;  
For the most glorious Crown.  
there'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 eagle's 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 without,  
That evil will forsake;  
None else for Christ will undertake;  
For those that he employs,  
Must be sure to present the whole,  
Without a rent or flaw.  
O try, O try what that you be,  
And mind John's vision well,  
And say not its a shallow speech,  
When it's the spirits knel.  
O mind and understand the Psalm,  
'Slight not what it doth say.  
O let it enter in your hearts,  
It's 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 show;  
But when that scorners do come here,  
They count it a vain sound,  
And at the Clusters they do jeer,  
Which in Canaan abound;  
But if scorners do come again,  
They shall have their part sure,  
Which is that the Judge takes notice.  
Of this there thought impure,  
If that scorners do come again,  
They shall their part here find;  
How that the Lord God will appear,  
Against the scorning mind.  
Christ hateth every scorning thought,  
And the dissembling look;  
Therefore you scorners that so slight  
The Clusters, shall not pluck,  
Or eat 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.  
hallelujah, hallelujah  
I to the King will sing,  
That hath brought forth such royal 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 talked with me,  
And shown himself so gloriously  
In his choice mystery.  
O in the night thou didst appear,  
Thy countenance was bright,  
Thou didst show forth thyself, O Lord,  
Most sweetly this last night.  
Haleluja, Haleluja will  
●till breathe 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  
yesterday 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;  
through 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 noise,  
●et it is carried through and gets,  
●nto mount Zion 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 weakening pain,  
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 bosom lie.  
O yesterday thou healedst me,  
And in night comfort bring,  
And said art thou now well my Child,  
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 called'st me,  
And said O come and eat  
Of this that is sent to thee forth,  
From the eternal seat.  
In the morning thou call'st betimes,  
Unto Companions dear.  
O where are you; why come you not,  
The meat is dished here.  
O the sweet spouse did show before,  
A pattern to thy song,  
And brought her Epistle to be,  
A pattern unto john.  
Haleluja thou shalt have dear Christ,  
That could not from thence go;  
But thou must leave a promise that,  
The spirit should overflow.  
I must now go away saith Christ;  
But I shall come again,  
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 King's rich grace.  
All Sinai arguments shall then.  
Fall, and confounded be,  
It is no error and fancy,  
But a true prophecy.  
O you that will and do so plead;  
For this obedience here,  
Against a tisen Christ indeed,  
he'll come, and it cashier.  
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 john's sweet vision,  
Highly commend his seat.  
O john, o thou didst see the Son,  
And Father's 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 showest all croaking frogs,  
Should fall into the lake,  
Though now they testify against Christ,  
And at his spirit gape.  
john thou hadst lovely visions sweet,  
Thou sawest witness die.  
And thou sawest them revive again,  
And Babylonians fly.  
And thou declaredst of their fall,  
That they should surely die.  
Thou also sawest the King's reign,  
'Twas he opened thy eye.  
O john thou didst see holy ones,  
Round about the King's throne.  
That often had sighed for Christ,  
With many a longing groan.  
O thou show'dst the lovely Bow,  
About the seat so high.  
Which no Babylonians can approach,  
For it will make them fly.  
O john thou sawest, and didst write,  
Through the spirit most choice,  
And didst cry Haleluja,  
With a sweet praising voice.  
Thou excellent beloved one,  
Thy visions were most clear,  
Thou enteredst and hadst a sight,  
And didst the voices hear,  
'Twas thou that show'dst the eternal  
Which from God forth did come,  
And didst witness unto the same  
For him that is the Son,  
And john thou also dost declare,  
Unto the Godhead high.  
That amongst men did take a seat,  
And for sinners did die.  
Thou showest the resurrection,  
And what 'gainst foes should be,  
And speakest of the voice of speech,  
And of that high glory.  
Thou than was drawn so near to it,  
And entrance 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 bosom to lie near.  
O glorious is the vision Lord,  
Of the latter day's time,  
And yet this generation,  
Doth not the vision mind.  
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 john weep until that,  
The Book was opened;  
But than he soon was raised up,  
And in him rejoiced,  
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 viewed the Stars the which also  
Were brought unto his sight.  
He loved for to behold the throne,  
And one the Elders look,  
And rejoiced at the opening,  
Of the Lambs sealed Book.  
This loving John, this loving John  
How still he higher goes,  
And also he the gospel preached,  
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 rejoiced very much,  
In that perfect rare mould.  
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 marvellous rich shine there is,  
Brighter than 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 delicate 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 appeared,  
You gaze and hear a while I know,  
Some wonder for to see;  
But O you cannot so take in  
This precious 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 beautiful,  
Here is holiness through all,  
O here's a royalty indeed;  
Which 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 only 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 prithee 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 go,  
When thou calls to plead,  
For him and for his reigning day,  
'Gainst those that him bereave  
Of what's 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 spoil.  
O come with vengeance, come dear Lord,  
That there bloods 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 spoil all of them,  
That do thy throne despise.  
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 Bow,  
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 King's foes should surely fall,  
H'eel to destruction bring.  
And split them that have stolen from him,  
And do devourings eat,  
And all of them unthrone o King,  
That are in English feat.  
O come, o David and march out,  
That rebels all may die,  
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 ruin 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 find.  
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 owned the rash,  
That are so hardened 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 voice.  
There will be none of Zinais noise,  
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 Ear,  
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 great sinners told,  
And let thy free love be held forth,  
To that rebellious mould.  
●et them know the Gospel's 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,  
Unto poor ones is choice,  
O come then and declare thyself,  
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 only King.  
O let them know and love the Psalm,  
The song which is so choice,  
Which doth set forth jerusalem,  
In her latter days voice.  
O let them love the spouses' love,  
The winter's 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 rain 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 undefiled,  
His purity indeed,  
Saith she of him, and he of her,  
As Lily 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 eat and drink.  
Of this pure flagon wine.  
And I saith he of Honey Comb,  
Which is most sweet and fine.  
He calls the North wind 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,  
Myself to thee, O this indeed,  
Will be a blessed day,  
And all shall flock forth unto it;  
When once he thus doth say.  
For o this great and glorious thing,  
Will Heathens to thee bring.  
The Blackamoors will run also,  
To own thee for their King.  
When thou thy beloved one shalt bring,  
To sit on thy high seat,  
Others will come apace to thee,  
It will thy flock complete.  
When thou shalt bring her unto thee  
Others will rejoice therein,  
That thou hast shown thyself to her,  
And done so great a thing.  
I love to sing 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'll 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 she'll 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 go;  
And they that run away from it,  
Shall surely have a blow.  
O she will not then start aside,  
she'll 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 go against the Son.  
O it doth pain 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 wrestle 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 laid 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 heart's ease,  
Think not that poor one here doth speak,  
Be not at it displeased.  
Though the vessel be very mean,  
Wherein this Counsel be,  
Yet O come and partake of it,  
And do not from it fly.  
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 counsel 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  
Endeavour him to meet.  
And O dear souls, O you that do,  
So drink in this choice wine,  
O have a care that nothing may,  
Entice you with words fine.  
And come you poor complaining souls,  
That walks so near to ground,  
O come you and embrace this love,  
O hear the joyful sound.  
O what am I, O what am I,  
But a poor silly one,  
A bruised reed thou makest abide,  
That cannot stand alone;  
But o my strength is from above,  
It doth come forth from thee;  
Which makes me so it flamed 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,  
It's thine, it's not from me,  
And thou sayest 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 I'll 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.  
Eternal word thou hast spoken,  
I do take heed to thee,  
For thou art the sure word indeed,  
And the true Prophecy.  
No Error could me lop, o Lord,  
From the high glorious tree,  
O I will boast of jesus 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 life.  
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 clothed 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 themall so that I would,  
Not have them their posts bring,  
To jussle against his that is,  
The blessed glorious King.  
O blessed days 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 opposed and talked  
Against the spirit in that day,  
Wherein it called 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 than the lips shall gracious be,  
And the King will them own,  
Else he cannot love and regard,  
Nor show 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 royal day is this,  
A blessed time most sweet,  
O could you relish it poor souls,  
You would great comfort meet.  
But O Companions I do know,  
You prise 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 always.  
O surely you are here this day,  
Now fitted for much more,  
That shall come forth from Jesus Christ,  
From his rich precious store.  
O will you wait here many days?  
Will you from pleasures fast?  
Me thinks 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 always,  
Through the spirits voice.  
O praise the Lord for Companions,  
Through whom witness doth come,  
For matters that have here been brought,  
Through the Eternal Son.  
Haleluja, Haleluja Lord,  
For companions I will sing,  
And praises shall be given here,  
Because they have not been  
Carried about, nor yet enticed,  
From thee by any means,  
And they shall he e meet with reproof,  
If on Creatures they lean.  
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,  
there's few that faithful 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,  
beloved's can't obtain;  
●●t they will rather die then leave,  
●●is sweet and lovely gain.  
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 powerful 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 show forth the thousands Lord,  
●hat shall have glory bright,  
●hat have sighed and groaned 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 eternal 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 joyful time indeed,  
Flowing with milk and wine,  
This is the day of Solomon,  
Who's lustre is divine.  
Haleluja, Haleluja that  
Thy time cometh so swift,  
O it is hastening apace,  
And unto glory lifts.  
Haleluja, Haleluja that,  
Ezekiel shall rejoice,  
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 rejouce and sing with john,  
And with the Elders to.  
O than 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 Psalm,  
Praises to thee to say,  
And Haleluja for that,  
In this delightful day.  
Haleluja, Haleluja that,  
When I shall lie in grave,  
This generation will say,  
A sign, a sign we have  
Had, for it was a sign indeed,  
And it did often bring,  
Tidings 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 praises of Haleluja,  
Thou saidst that it should spring,  
And so i● hath, O blessed Christ,  
O my beloved one,  
In a most foolish empty Child,  
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 go,  
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 ashamed,  
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 go,  
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 conquered at length,  
And come to thee alone.  
O come, o love, o come, o love,  
The Box is opened,  
Wherein the precious ointment new,  
And it's poured one thy head.  
And now o love break thou the B●x,  
And thy sweet ointment 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 Christ's 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 fin.  
●●ou hast given me thyself,  
●●t is not to bestow;  
〈◊〉 let me have thy spirit for  
●●r lost rebellious folk.  
●●ou hast given me thy son,  
〈◊〉 sealed unto my soul,  
〈◊〉 unto the poor ignorant,  
●●t thou thyself unfold.  
〈◊〉 is the thing my God indeed,  
●●t would rejoice 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 rejoice my heart,  
〈◊〉 see soul 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 sinful ways.  
O than my soul thou shalt him praise,  
And great rejoicings 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 I'll go.  
I'll sweetly roll myself in thee,  
And hear the joyful 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 ancient one,  
Which shall revive and spring.  
And I shall sing grace unto them,  
That have revived much,  
O show thy mercy unto them,  
And give their hearts a touch.  
O come to every poor soul now,  
Thy strength and wisdom 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 royal 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 confined,  
Unto the cloven tongue,  
Therefore poor souls take heed of this,  
Do not the spirit wrong.  
Whose wisdom 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 one's,  
O what variety,  
Hath here come down from Jesus Christ  
For to open the eye.  
O what a day have waiting one's,  
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 comers do not think,  
O we can have the same,  
What can you in one hour or two,  
Of this choice wisdom gain.  
O waiters o do you receive,  
A blessing from the Lord,  
O now do you go home and pray,  
he'll to your voice accord.  
And pray for your companion,  
That's still to be employed,  
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 enabled 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 Sons voice and power,  
And thou shalt see thy great increase,  
In that most joyful hour.  
Jerusalem, though thou art so,  
Spoilt in every place,  
Thou shalt have a return where thou,  
Shalt see Eternal grace.  
jerusalem though thou art gone,  
Into remote parts far,  
Thou Shalt be brought unto that place,  
That is exceeding rare.  
jerusalem, though thou art now,  
So hissed at by all,  
O thou shalt come, and triumph here,  
And rise from thy great fall.  
jerusalem, though now they talk  
'Gainst thee, and thee despise,  
O thou shalt come, and all thy folk,  
Unto high glory rise.  
jerusalem, though thou art now,  
So frowned upon by all,  
O thou shalt come, and they shall then,  
Smile about thy high wall.  
jerusalem, though thou art now,  
So scattered in thy bones,  
O thou shalt come unto thy Christ,  
And set one glories throne.  
jerusalem, o thou shalt be,  
The Elders bright indeed,  
That shall admire there Kings reign,  
And on thee he will feed,  
●or he will not disdain to feed,  
On what thou dost him bring,  
'tis of his own, of his own seed,  
And you'll together sing.  
jerusalem thou shalt him praise,  
And thy dry bones shall sing,  
●n this thy resurrection,  
And shout forth to the King.  
jerusalem thou shalt then be,  
Thou shalt with open face,  
Be still beholding of thy head,  
●n his clear Gospel-grace.  
jerusalem, O thy looks will,  
●o please thy Saviour, he  
Will rejoice, and delight in this,  
Thy pleasant harmony.  
jerusalem, thou shalt come forth,  
With a chaste nimble foot,  
And O thou shalt admire him,  
That brings the joyful note.  
jerusalem, O thy love then,  
Shall wax so strong and high,  
Thy strength, thy walls, they shall ascend,  
And make thy enemies fly.  
jerusalem, O thy lovely face,  
Thy resurrection cheeks.  
It doth delight to behold.  
In this retirement sweet.  
To see thy steady steadfast eye,  
That doth delight in Christ,  
To see thy heart and love to him,  
That for thy sins did die.  
O it is choice unto Gentiles,  
Unto Barbarians rare,  
I love to see jerusalem,  
And her delicious fair.  
jerusalem I love to see,  
To see thy Northwind blow.  
And eke thy South refreshing sweet,  
Which makes the spices flow.  
Christ Nostrils delighted be,  
Thou shalt be raised high,  
His love and pleasure is in thee,  
And thy enemies shall fly.  
jerusalem 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:  
jerusalem, O thou art she,  
That Christ doth love so dear,  
Thou art the first beloved one,  
Thou unto him art near,  
To thee thy Christ will tell his mind,  
And thou shalt do the same,  
He unto thee, and thou to him,  
Each other shall instame.  
jerusalem, O thy bright look,  
Greatly doth ravish me,  
Thy River, and delightful brook,  
And thy sweet harmony.  
jerusalem, O thy looks are,  
Not rolling up and down;  
But thou dost keep a steady eye,  
Upon thy Saviour's Crown.  
jerusalem, O thou art she,  
That will admire Christ's name,  
And thou wilt trumpet and rejoice,  
In the beloved's reign.  
O dear jerusalem thou wilt,  
Make Gentiles glad in thee,  
When that thou comest and ownest a Christ,  
And unto him doth flee.  
What great increase shall he enjoy,  
When Jews and Gentiles seek  
Unto him from the Lands round,  
And all his Children meet.  
jerusalem, 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.  
jerusalem, jerusalem,  
O thou dost take my part,  
Although this generation,  
Against me shout there darts.  
Yet I am raised up and fed,  
I see my Saviour's eye,  
And the Pomgrannet juice so red,  
I do in him espy.  
jerusalem, o thou art dear,  
My heart is took with thee,  
Psalm is down brought in note so dear,  
To sing thy harmony.  
O dear jerusalem, thou shalt  
Appear as joseph's bow,  
His goodly branches than thou shalt,  
Of all Christ's 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 theme is,  
Come sweetly to my heart,  
And I rejoice 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 beloved of Christ,  
And to thee all shall flow.  
jerusalem, thou art beloved,  
For thou art the King's wife,  
And thou art she that will admire,  
Him in sweet singing plight.  
jerusalem, O at thy call,  
The gentiles forth will come,  
And at thy high loud praising voice,  
The blackamors will run.  
jerusalem, O thou shalt call,  
The heathenish 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 be.  
O than the Dragons shall not roar,  
Thy sweet ears to offend,  
The wolves shall not make prey of thee,  
But to thee all shall bend,  
jerusalem, o then there shall  
No cockatrice eggs come out,  
To bring forth serpents to destroy,  
Or interrupt thy mouth.  
jerusalem no spider shall,  
Their webs spin upon thee,  
For thou shalt have the royal robe,  
O the high King's glory.  
jerusalem, 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 complete,  
And thou shalt sing and much rejoice,  
Upon a royal seat.  
jerusalem, thou shalt up stand,  
In stature high and tall,  
O what a company will be,  
Within salvations wall.  
jerusalem thou shalt be freed,  
From all dangers great,  
Because the King hath given thee,  
A glorious fixed seat.  
O what enamouring, 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 espy:  
〈◊〉 ●hou with Christ, and Christ with thee,  
〈◊〉 most glorious fight.  
〈◊〉 it more come down to me,  
〈…〉 Souls delights,  
●●●●salem, jerusalem,  
●●●●e thy walls to see,  
〈◊〉 sparkled like to Diamonds,  
〈◊〉 as the Jasper be.  
〈◊〉 ●salem, O how doth she  
●●●●e forth in a fine shine,  
〈◊〉 beautiful doth she appear,  
〈◊〉 looks they are divine:  
〈◊〉 comes not forth with a veil, for  
〈◊〉 needs not be ashamed,  
〈◊〉 that her husband doth appear,  
●●●ch once for her was slain:  
●●inks I do behold them great  
●●eir solemn sweet choice,  
●●●at a shout will there be then  
〈◊〉 from jerusalems' voice,  
〈◊〉 shout of a King, the shout of him  
〈◊〉 shall enjoy always:  
〈◊〉 these shoutings shall be brought forth  
〈◊〉 ●onour her great day,  
〈◊〉 must needs have the King's shout there,  
●●ll be there I know:  
〈◊〉 is pleasant unto you,  
〈◊〉 after it doth go.  
●●●e hope of Israel, Israel's, hope,  
〈◊〉 Israel thee know,  
〈◊〉 gav'st them a name in jacob,  
〈◊〉 did such valour show.  
〈◊〉 Israel's hope for whom jeremiah,  
〈◊〉 Prophets all did so mourn,  
●●ome raise, her out of the dust,  
〈◊〉 is thy true firstborn:  
〈◊〉 Israel's hope that gave to them  
〈◊〉 jacob that prevailing name,  
●●en wrestling with him thou didst say,  
〈◊〉 Israel should reign.  
Of Israel's hope that told jacob  
Of such a Crown for ever,  
When he prevailed so with God.  
Israel's everlasting Father;  
And hope that comforted jacob,  
And gave him such a name:  
Let them come to that blessed Throne,  
Where is eternal gain.  
O Israel's hope that loved jacob,  
And therefore did let him know,  
That thy judah shall bear the name,  
And prevailing for thee go:  
O Israel's hope in whom jacob  
Had great familiarity,  
Great boldness and very much strength,  
He would not from thee fly;  
O Israel's hope that jacob did  
So closely cleave to there,  
That he said I'll not let thee go,  
Till thy arm is made bare:  
The which by jacob then was seen,  
And to him did appear  
To be for him a Conque our,  
Bringing forth victory there:  
O Israel's hope in whom jacob,  
Had such great confidence,  
That he said till thou blessest me,  
I'll not let thee go from hence.  
Art thou so bold? jacob 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 public spirit?  
I will thee Israel call,  
Seeing jacob thou hast such strength,  
And eagerness for me,  
Thou shalt become a Conqueror,  
And a great Triumph see:  
Thou shalt enjoy a public name,  
That art of such a spirit,  
Thou shalt be called Israel,  
And this honour inherit.  
O the hope of Israel's, a holy hope,  
And remains to this day,  
Thy jeremiah groaned and cried,  
To thee for her always.  
O the hope of Israel, Israel's hope,  
Therefore she cannot die,  
Thou art so sure an anchor that,  
Floods cannot make her fly.  
O the hope of Israel is sure,  
Thou wilt not always stay,  
Thou wilt bring her out of the dust,  
And judah shall obey.  
O come jacobs' deliverer,  
O come thou glorious rest,  
O come thou jacobs' friend, o come  
For Zion is oppressed.  
Come Israel's hope it was for thee,  
That jeremiah did groan,  
And that Ezekiel desired to see,  
Upon thy glorious throne.  
O Israel's hope, Daniel longed for this,  
And desired to know the time.  
He longed those blessings for to see,  
And to taste of Jerusalem's 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 endure jeroboam,  
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 lie 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,  
jona was cast in sea.  
And swum in the whales belly, to  
Show forth thy victory.  
For by this it was declared and showed,  
How that thou shouldest come  
Forth through the belly of the earth,  
To show resurrection.  
O the hope of Israel for whom,  
joel did so love to show,  
That spirit should be 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 encouraging wind.  
For to call to the governor of judah,  
To speak for temple work there,  
And to joshua 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 judah.  
The prophets sweetly do declare,  
The latter singing state,  
And saith God will rejoice with singing,  
Over Israel at high rate.  
And they shall see evil no more,  
Shall not miscarry or fear;  
But sweetly rejoice in the Lord,  
And his glorious works declare.  
Zephaniah did prophecy,  
What Israel should enjoy,  
When that no evil should approach,  
But everlasting joy.  
Zephaniah loved to prophecy,  
The sing that should come,  
And the joy that should be at the  
Returns of Zion.  
And Zechariah he for Israel  
Did very much appear,  
And shows what should be in that day,  
When Israel drew near.  
●●●●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 show 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 Christ's dignity,  
〈◊〉 set it at low rate,  
soloth 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 void Moses seat,  
〈◊〉 surpass Horebs state,  
〈◊〉 they abuse him that do 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;  
〈◊〉 do evilly entreat,  
〈◊〉 call Zion and she will say,  
〈◊〉 at it is very sweet.  
O the hope of Israel do thou,  
Bring thy beloved dear,  
In thy own household, for with her,  
There is none that can compare.  
O Israel's hope, if that Prophets,  
In that time, for them cried,  
Sure it is nearer, 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 Israel's 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 john was grieved,  
To see Judah broken down,  
To behold the wasting of that City,  
It made his soul to mourn.  
O he mourned to see its spoil.  
It made thy john to weep,  
Till that he did see the Temple,  
And did espy thy seat.  
O he rejoiced 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 Israel's blessed hope,  
And of his glorious arm.  
And praises be given to him,  
That is Judah's great King.  
Unto him that is Israel's God,  
And will cause there rising.  
Then shall there be no mixtures, nor  
No Moses in that day;  
But Jesus Christ shall worshipped be,  
In his own manner and way.   

The 13th. Day of the eighth Month. 1657.  
Here gins a Dialogue between the Father and the Son  
I Am willing saith Jesus Christ,  
To come in such a form,  
And I do not grudge to be made,  
A servant here to warn,  
To warn 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 plucked 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 do not fear to go;  
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 do;  
I am content to be so used,  
That sinners may be new;  
But Son thou must do more than this?  
What sayest 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 go cleanse, and purge,  
Poor sinners from their filth;  
Thou must satisfy all, O Son,  
And every thing fulfil,  
And give what ere I do require?  
What sayest 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 scare,  
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 blood 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 do yet, I will look up,  
Unto my Father's seat.  
But Son the hand that dipped with thee,  
In that sweet dish of meat  
Will take money 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 go one, and not  
In any tittle sail;  
But son to add unto all this,  
They'll 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 complete in number,  
〈◊〉 my throne, and my Reign.  
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 grieve me,  
●et I shall there have grace,  
●rought by my Father to give him,  
〈◊〉 shall him meet apace.  
●nd he'll 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 across 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 venture 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 scent.  
Though I one of my number lost,  
Thou on cross bringest again,  
This doth not startle me at all,  
Nor won't my glory slain:  
But son the while thou art there nailed,  
They'll 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 show 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 will't me pluck.  
But son thou must lay there three days,  
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 john to whom I am so dear,  
He that showed love so high,  
O he shall discover the son,  
That for sinners did die,  
He shall sweetly show forth this thing,  
The father to advance,  
O he shall show the son doth bring,  
A choice deliverance.  
When resurrection son shines out,  
O john he shall declare,  
And all his sorrows done away,  
All sin all wrath and fear,  
O john doth show this very Christ,  
To whom the father spoke,  
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 handmaids poor,  
Marry she must him see.  
john loves him, but Mary must tell,  
Handmaid was first with him,  
To her the Saviour did appear,  
And by her showed to men.  
john doth not disdain to take in,  
The handmaids which were there,  
Who did so much love Jesus Christ,  
And resurrection rare.  
O john he did speak of hand maids,  
Whom Christ did love so dear,  
And tells that Jesus Christ he did,  
To handmaids first draw near.  
O john his record of the son,  
Is very sweet indeed,  
He doth discover him to be,  
The glorious lovely seed.  
john he shown forth Jesus Christ,  
In his bright glorious shine,  
And his great secrets are with him,  
O john speaks most divine.  
What he saw from original,  
In the Eternal state,  
He doth show 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.  
john sets forth Christ in that he came,  
So poor, so low, and mean,  
And saith this is the very Christ,  
On whose bosom I did lean.  
This is the Christ that came to thee,  
It's he cleanseth from sin,  
It's he that justifies the soul,  
And sanctifying brings.  
Come come to him, saith john, poor souls,  
O how humble was he,  
To suffer and endure so much,  
To bring forth victory.  
This is the son, o this is he,  
This is the only one,  
That hath suffered and endured 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 reign on earth as Kings,  
And priests and prophets too,  
The which the Harlot's 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 john, this is the son indeed,  
That is a shield 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 fulfil his father's law,  
Which lay in his heart dear.  
And then said God, my Son come up,  
〈◊〉 thy own glory be;  
〈◊〉 thou hast been faithful, and got  
〈◊〉 perfect victory.  
〈◊〉 Son, my Son saith God thou hast  
fulfilled and pleased me,  
〈◊〉 come my Son, thou shalt rejoice,  
And thy souls travel see;  
●y Son, my Son, thou hast fulfilled  
●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 do 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 go forth,  
〈◊〉 or sinful flesh to own.  
〈◊〉 come, I do in thee delight,  
●●ou shalt the kingdom have;  
●●ou that of thorns didst wear the Crown,  
●hich sinners scorning gave.  
〈◊〉 come my Son, o come my Son,  
〈◊〉 thee doth lie the power,  
●●ou shalt put all things under thee,  
●●now the time, and hour.  
〈◊〉 john 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 precious 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 eternal word,  
That from above comes down,  
And here takes up a place, and seat  
And then retakes his Crown,  
A holy glorious Christ is preached,  
By the beloved john,  
Who kept in mind original,  
And so declares along.  
O dear choice john was much raised;  
For he had been lifted high,  
And instructed in School most pure  
Of the eternity.  
O john was often taken up,  
And had a view I know,  
Which made him love, and speak so much,  
Of love's hid flaming glow.  
O john by spirit he was led,  
And whether did he go,  
To read in the Original,  
Great mysteries to know:  
john a brave witness unto truth,  
In Patmas did remain;  
For testimony unto Christ,  
And it was Eternal gain:  
In Father's bosom he was laid,  
And mercy seat did see,  
And he obtained glorious things,  
From the bright Deity:  
O john what afterwards must be  
Desired much to know,  
And therefore press on to it,  
And entering 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 dear john of thee;  
He was not silent, but he doth,  
Hold forth the things he see,  
He shown 〈…〉 Jesus Christ,  
Who sat on throne so bright,  
The enemy's ruin and fall,  
In his great conquering fight.  
He shown that all restored should be  
That in Creation time  
Appeared so green, so fresh, and new  
In its beauty and prime.  
He shown that all was in the son  
When he appeared in place,  
Creation-groaning is done away  
Through restitution grace.  
O what a witness art thou John  
Of Christ and of his spirit,  
O thou shalt sit on Elders seat  
Through thy dear Saviour's merit.  
John thou wilt not offended be  
That handmaids 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 rejoice that the King  
Hath handmaids 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,  
Handmaids 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 he'll 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 enjoyed 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.  
hallelujah, hallelujah, will  
I here for ever sing,  
For thou with Crown and Sceptre here,  
Dost show thyself as King.  
hallelujah, hallelujah 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 lieth 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 choice,  
O every unbelieving heart,  
Pray come and heat this voice.  
This day thou hast thy kindness 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 reproof them hid,  
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 sayest thou to Original,  
Pray take and eat the Book,  
And thou wilt find much sweetness 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 fulfil 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 choice,  
Though it should break thy bone,  
It is to let out corruption,  
Do not against it groan.  
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 find 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 risen.  
And O you sober waiting one's,  
Spirit doth love to sing,  
And to relate here unto you  
The matters of your King.  
O you dear sober waiting ones,  
What fragrancy is here,  
For the Box it is opened, and  
The Ointment 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 framed.  
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'll hither come,  
Therefore be sure you prise and love  
The high and precious 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 passed away,  
Will you behold the Son.  
This is a day of loves free grace,  
A day of its bright rays.  
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 interest 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 rejoice,  
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'll sing a Psalm most brave.  
They'll 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 departed,  
Which will my soul much cheer.  
A Psalm, a Psalm I shall then sing  
For the blessed King's Throne,  
And for his Sceptre that will not  
Refuse me for to own.  
That here have been a sign to all,  
I suffered much for it,  
In obedience to spirits call,  
And more I shall sing yet  
A sign, a sign to Children,  
O that they would it mind,  
And it is a sign to enemies,  
And they shall it so find,  
A sign, a sign to Churches too,  
Though they against it throw;  
A sign it is to every one,  
With love it over flows.  
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 it's 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 rejoice to own  
Poor creatures, and to be employed  
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 error abound,  
O it is very sad to me  
To go 'mongst old or young,  
That do slight thy most precious things  
And say its a mixed tongue.  
It is grievous unto my soul  
To walk here up and down,  
Thou therefore tak'st me up to thee  
And lettest 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 showest 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 hallelujah 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 roll 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 show  
Its pleasant lovely walks.  
O come this night and lodge, saith God,  
O come and rest with me,  
And in my bosom 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 nighttime dark,  
Yea, even at midnight enjoy  
Something from thy own heart.  
O come beloved waiting one's,  
Spirit will try you all  
Whether your love be bottomed,  
Then you'll not from it fall.  
O Spirit it will try you all  
Whether hearty you come,  
It is for holiness throughout,  
For love unto the Son.  
A holy holy Spirit here  
Would your poor hearts allure,  
It is for holiness, dear souls,  
That always shall endure.  
You that profess love to spirit,  
O let others it know,  
And let your conversation  
Show forth that it is so.  
O show it forth in all you do,  
And give glory to him,  
That you have seen so often here,  
And have so faithful been,  
O now dear blessed glorious God,  
I'll 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 bosom so sweet,  
O I shall lodge with thee, I know,  
And with thy kindness meet.  
Comanions will you now go pray  
My Christ, thou sayest 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 burden 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 conversed above,  
And therefore now I care not for  
Other inferior 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 shows 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 shown the Original  
In mystery divine.  
O here was sung the progress  
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 goodness it did shine  
Most preciously and clear.  
O love thou meltest here my heart,  
Thou art the only rest,  
O thou art as a flame within,  
Thy fire it is best.  
And now my heart is straightened 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 choice,  
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 Lord's choice beloved Saints,  
That now lie 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 testify for thee  
With witness very high.  
O those dear and choice ones, O Lord,  
Against Apostates all  
Highly did plead, and longed for  
Their ruin 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 King's 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 show,  
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 moved 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 only 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 cashier.  
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 wondrous in all,  
And the depths doth unto the depths  
For his high praises 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 than  
Do look most sweet and choice,  
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 darkness lie,  
Shall be called to wonder at  
Thy glorious Spirit high.  
The Mariners 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 rejoice and sound forth  
The Spirits high glory.  
The Spirit moved 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 join,  
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 moved,  
And great increase did come  
Of fishes, which did multiply,  
And in the waters swom.  
In the water's 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 mould.  
O Job when that thou camest out,  
Thou shalt sing of the whale,  
O thou shalt show 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 Mariners,  
And lead them to thy sea●,  
That they may read the spirits works  
In creation complete.  
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 Mariners,  
Let them unto flesh die,  
And let them relish the spirit,  
And Jesus Christ espy;  
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 Mariner were here,  
That in prison hath been,  
Spirit would of the sea and ships  
Be talking unto him;  
If that that Mariner were here,  
The spirit would to him sing,  
That sea and ships should be useful  
And employed for the King;  
O if that Mariner would come,  
The spirit would him ask,  
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 jesus 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 hour.  
In all things that here cometh forth  
In every plant and flower;  
O spirit it sparkels and shines  
Forth in the Onyx 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 sap,  
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 council, that  
To raise mankind out of the dust,  
On his creation sat.  
Three is not spoken of before  
Nor in this manner named,  
But they are clearly mentioned, when  
Poor man is to be 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 world's original cannot  
Bring forth such a choice sound,  
Let's look up to this deity  
For there it doth abound;  
O it doth greatly sparkle there,  
But few can it behold,  
So as to magnify this love  
That doth such things unfold;  
The honour showed to man is great,  
He is pleased above all  
For all are subject unto him,  
At his command and call;  
But when that he was formed and framed,  
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 framed.  
And given life to him:  
Most glorious was his state, and seat,  
Till that an angel 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 subtle temptations,  
And they yield to the same;  
The creature had not honour now  
In the fields as before,  
O he had loft his glory, by  
This lustful sinful gore;  
When that he was in paradise,  
Obedient to the Lord,  
All things submitted unto him,  
And sweetly did accord  
In a spirit of holiness,  
And when that comes again,  
The Devil he shall be bound up  
In everlasting chain:  
In the creation of poor man  
How did the spirit shine?  
O it was a most royal piece,  
That had image divine;  
What excellency 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 deity and on the deep,  
The spirits breath was choice,  
And all the little birds did sing  
To man with cheerful voice;  
And man's 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 rejoice  
Before his lust, and fall;  
O his countenance it was rare,  
His beauty excellent,  
His form and fashion, and his grace,  
From very high descent;  
And for him thou hast sweetly brought  
A most pleasant Psalm here,  
And the Godhead appears in it  
Most preciously 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 rend;  
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 tookest his rib, and bone,  
And did command a sleep on him  
And didst thy work alone,  
But not a sleep in order to  
joying in body or mind,  
That could not be because it was  
The rare perfection time;  
It was not a sleep as now we take,  
But it was a resting sweet,  
And suddenly thou than 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 join  
With the great deity voice;  
He is poor dust, and must not be  
Taken in council here,  
Though he be of a glorious make,  
He must not here appear;  
The spirit also moved herein,  
And opened joints and bone,  
And did make up a Curious piece,  
Here appeared three in one.  
And then the work it was complete,  
Meet help to him is left,  
That so they might in paradise  
Talk in that sweet choice breath.  
O than the work it was most pure,  
It looked very sweet;  
O deity, the Birds of thee  
In singing notes did meet,  
Birds, Beasts and Plants, all thee did praise  
And were useful 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 Devil gins with that,  
And cunningly said it  
Was good for them, but his drift was,  
Man's innocence to split;  
But the spirit, the spirit was,  
So choice, 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 goodly tree,  
The knowledge tree so high,  
The fruit that was forbid by God,  
The serpent at did fly.  
The Devil he did fly at it,  
Times at foreknowledge high,  
The Bargain it was very great,  
And much in it did lie,  
The serpent for foreknowledge would,  
Readily part withal,  
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 subtlety beguile.  
Poor Eve, alas they quickly are,  
With subtle mischief foiled.  
And when poor man is fallen, he  
Is like to one amazed,  
He cannot tell whether to go,  
But doth about him gaze.  
For Birds and Beasts all are against  
Him, that to him before  
Were in subjection, and did yield,  
They will not now adore:  
Nor he cannot see as before  
The paradise sweet shine,  
For sin, and Satan had come in,  
And spoiled 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 hid in darkest place,  
They are ashamed to appear  
Before the Almighty's face.  
But in the Cool God comes and calls  
Adam, where art thou now,  
But Adam, was afraid, because  
He did to Satan bow:  
Adam, what is become of thee,  
O what dost thou do there  
O dost thou think from my presence  
To hid thee any where:  
The serpent hath beguiled thee,  
And thou dost think to hid,  
But thou shouldst have been more watchful  
Against temptations side,  
Satan did make thee to believe,  
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 show that Christ must bleed.  
O foreknowledge that doth step in,  
And th●n the Serpent dies,  
And he doth wallow in the dust,  
And on the ground doth lie.  
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  
Man's fall and his disgrace.  
Foreknowledge brings election out,  
And doth declare that love,  
And showeth from Eternity  
What cometh from above.  
For in original is set  
God's 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 spoil  
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 precious seed.  
This flourishing foreknowledge tree,  
In despite of all foes,  
Doth still endure 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 ways,  
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 work,  
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 voice  
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 magnify  
The Father's grace and love,  
But yet the Son he doth not spoil  
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,  
Foyes he foreknowledge knew  
And all the glorious things that so  
From God's election grew,  
And when souls rightly take a view,  
O it is through Christ's 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 foreknowledge tree  
That nothing could it slain,  
The very spirit that did move  
In first creation so,  
It also doth defend this tree  
Against the evil foe;  
And O this glorious tree is-kept  
Though Babylon would have slain,  
And hath indea voured by all means  
This flaming love to slain;  
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 deity  
And would draw your souls near;  
Ezekiell he was taken up,  
And did in vision bright,  
Behold the glorious Deity,  
He had a precious sight  
Of several winged creatures, when  
God thus did him up call,  
For than most sweetly he beheld  
The Original 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 shows the blessed royal 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 original 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 one's,  
You love to drink herein,  
And for to taste 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 Canaan's 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 it's prepared for you,  
For they are relished and touched  
But by a very few;  
Poor hearts you that do sigh and groan,  
Gome drink of spirits wine,  
It will carry to Jesus christ,  
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 reins;  
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 show 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 only fly to head,  
But run in every vein;  
O come poor unbelieving ones,  
Look to this royal grace,  
And see the cups that overflow  
They'll 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 public spirit souls  
And it doth love to show  
The large and royal grace that doth  
To sinners overflow;  
And the book of original  
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 Mary's tears, and then  
Did pity weeping eye;  
It was his work for to ascend,  
And swiftly go to throne;  
Yet when a weeping Mary comes,  
he'll not leave her alone  
Without some words of comfort, O  
He must to Mary talk,  
And also send to Brothers.  
Who likewise love his walk  
She cries Rabbony, and would touch,  
But prithee Marry 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 tears,  
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 doth speak,  
And unto her doth come,  
While you have ears 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 complete persection, and  
See all the enemies slain:  
This you shall see, therefore rejoice:  
In your Saviour so dear;  
Behold the love of him that will  
Wipe away all your tear ●.  
Therefore O Souls come unto him,  
Believe he is your rest,  
And love the Gospel 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 Gospel,  
For it is choice indeed,  
And it is very glorious  
For the soul on to seed;  
How sweetly died Sillinghast  
In Gospel's sound so choice,  
And O how much did his soul prise  
Thee in new covenant voice:  
O he was faithful 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 faithful 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 mourned for David's 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 faithful unto Christ,  
And to his blessed reign,  
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 owned 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 Kingdom, 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 only Sharon risen;  
He did not care what any said,  
But kept unto record,  
This is the evil 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 cheer;  
O what a glorious frame is this,  
Sure it is very safe,  
And it widow l certainly lead souls  
In to the straightest gate,  
O lovely died Pendarvis  
Lovely was his renown,  
And every way most precious,  
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  
Approaches 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 days, and life  
With spirits melody;  
And he was not rash with his tongue,  
But he did speak most meek,  
He was a choice and lovely one,  
He was a delicate sheep;  
And a sweet pleasant Psalm thou hast  
Sent for this lovely one,  
Who did delight in Jesus Christ  
More than 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 lie at thy feet,  
And beseech thee to carry them  
Unto thy Gospel's fear;  
O I could even die O Lord  
That they might live to thee  
And embrace that pure Gospel law  
Where is such melody;  
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 lie in the deep Grave,  
Then to enjoy it with those, that  
Do 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 wronged  
Is grievous in my sight;  
But O I would have fellowship  
With faithful real spirits,  
According to a Gospel rule  
Through my dear Saviour's 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 Separates 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 reigning 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 always endure;  
O spirit, thou art very choice,  
That joel 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 age's 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 Rabbies do  
Endeavour this to blast  
The glorious choice spirit, Souls,  
O the anointings sweet,  
They'll 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 shall you confound.  
O in the days 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 brothers come try,  
Come sisters, and say what you do  
In the spirit espy.  
O come and view the spirit, souls,  
And hear what it doth speak,  
And see the Sceptres 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 only Conqueror,  
What will you try withal,  
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 bear,  
God bid him at the roll,  
And it was sweetness unto him,  
And God did more unfold.  
O ear the roll, Ezekiel eat,  
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 Israel 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 one's in,  
Call the perversest men,  
And let them view this City Lord,  
And show 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 eyes,  
But comes in mystery, most choice,  
And from men's reason she's.  
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 deity name,  
And the Lord now hath sent it forth,  
In prayer that is most choice,  
And in a spirit of prophesy,  
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 harm,  
For I am kept enclosed in  
Thy most beloved arm.  
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 foil.  
And when my Father speaks to me,  
I do on all things than  
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 taste 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 soul,  
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 Brothers,  
And sisters, have you had enough;  
O he'll more to you send,  
If still you are hungering for that  
Which is so sweet and choice,  
You shall from the Original,  
Hear 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 scorns, for  
The true and only Light.  
O therefore come and learn of it,  
And to all things else die,  
And be contented to lose all  
For this sweet Harmony.  
O my dear brothers, will you  
For ever with it close?  
And the spirit will more and more  
In it your hearts compose.  
O brothers pray, that so the Lord  
May make you steadfast stand,  
And continue faithful 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 cheer.  
O brothers and sisters dear,  
To morrow will you come  
And hear 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 always.   

5. November 1657. about 2. of the Clock.  
The matter before I writ (as I was told) was touching the Saints suffering and Martyrdom etc. and so it appears by what leads to a speaking of the prepared body.  
O Lord my God, O thou art much  
In remembering thine here,  
Of those times. which are past and gone  
And of so many years,  
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 despite of all Enemies  
To glorify the Son.  
O living Creatures Wings must mount,  
O their wings must soar high,  
And greatly thou must praised be,  
By those that thee espy;  
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 Jews and Gentiles shallbe brought  
Upon salvation ground;  
Patriarch Jews shall come in number  
Which is complete and true,  
And Apostle Gentiles shall then speak  
For the high number new.  
Patriarch number shall be joined  
With Apostles so sweet,  
And both shall make up one number,  
High sublime, and complete;  
No toe shall wanting be though it  
Appear so little and low,  
Yet all shall be brought unto that  
Which as Lamb's Body shall go,  
This Body Patriarches shall show,  
And Apostles shall declare;  
O complete 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 checked,  
And a Body must thus declare,  
And for poor sinners show,  
Therefore this Body must not want  
A finger nor a toe;  
For the Body Father sent down,  
Which was Virgin body pure,  
It was complete from head to foot,  
This body shall endure.  
This body the Father sent out,  
It was prepared of old,  
And came forth in sweet Virgin state,  
Though laid in manger mould.  
This prepared body, dear God,  
It was complete 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 ne'er was before.  
A Virgin clean, 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 sinful cry.  
A blessed body God prepared,  
A body free from all,  
From sin, from filth, from lust, from fear,  
When forth to manger called;  
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 mystery,  
A delicate one, that was most fair,  
And did not in blood lie,  
A delicate rare Child was Jesus  
And he looked fair at first,  
And no washing he needed, for  
He had no sinful lust.  
A glorious body, a glorious Child,  
That did not whimpering speak,  
But O delicate countenance  
Was upon that slain sheep,  
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 dear.  
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 Psalm  
That brings this body new.  
The Scripture shows this body bright,  
And Spirit brings a Psalm,  
Then poor hearts why are you troubled  
For such a double arm,  
Of a Body the Psalm 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 Psalm 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 eat 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 brothers,  
Leave not though some do frown.  
For Spirit Christ doth say it will  
Take of his and show you,  
O do not refuse offers of  
Christ's dispensations new.  
Brothers O be faithful to Christ,  
You profess him to love,  
O then give up yourselves when that  
He comes thus from above.  
Brothers 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 ass' colt,  
O do not say 'tis not the King,  
And so from him revolt.  
For although the King is upon  
A mean low kicking Colt,  
Yet he is King, and doth need that  
His glory to unfold;  
Christ chooseth poor low and mean things  
Lays aside Rabbis skill,  
And sends for the poor ass' colt  
All boasting 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 won't confide,  
Christ needs poor things to show 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 ass' colt,  
When that it is so small,  
O sure this is not the great King,  
Who is the only all,  
But Christ minds not the scoffers, nor  
For scorners doth he care,  
But he doth call for the poor ass,  
And rides his journey rare.  
How ere he comes, be glad if he  
Will 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 was kes with despised ones,  
And with the poor doth eat,  
And is filling their Vials, with  
His odours most complete,  
The Lord Jesus is that body,  
Which took so low a seat.  
O can you the Psalm understand,  
It is brought by a plain mouth,  
And it will please God if you take  
It, in its degrees throughout;  
Then observe the Psalm of degrees  
Before you away do go,  
Or else you will it greatly blame,  
And surely have a blow.  
Therefore O now, take in the Psalm  
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 complete,  
And was so, before thus he came,  
He did all things espy,  
A body prepared, a body  
With glorious Deity.  
But yet not as Beaumond reports,  
For he doth allegorise,  
The body was with Deity,  
But not as he describes.  
The body prepared before time,  
Was in the deities sight;  
But notionises of the body,  
They do not speak aright.  
They spoil 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 Deity 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 do so shine,  
And the first and last does appear,  
And have deliverance time.  
O that body, and that alone,  
There is none like to it,  
A very glorious body prepared,  
Upon Almighty's 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 Christ's body so choice,  
Doth here come forth, O therefore hear  
This sweet and precious voice.  
In all ages some Saints they have,  
For this body been slain,  
The Patriarches and Apostles have,  
With their blood it maintained.  
O they fall down before the throne,  
Before this body choice,  
And sing to him as Creator,  
With Haleluja voice.  
O they do sing salvation to,  
The Lamb that stood so slain,  
And in his office as a Lamb,  
They do him there maintain.  
A Lambs bowed to, when he is seen,  
In the Deity 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 fly.  
They must honour the Lamb for he,  
And only 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 praises did abound.  
Yet he doth appear as a Lamb,  
When in office he comes,  
And when he is to read the Book,  
He must speak with Lamb's Tongue,  
When reading the Book he comes forth,  
As a Lamb that was slain;  
But yet the breaking of the Seal,  
Requires Lion's Reign,  
The breaking of the seals must have,  
The Lion's 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 do fall down,  
That are the Kings own train,  
The Cherubs, Seraphims, living creatures,  
And the elders complete,  
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 do 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 it's 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 Lamb's 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 john saw Christ in perfection,  
In his number complete,  
And O the visions which he shows,  
Is most lovely and sweet,  
A sweet vision of the slain Lamb,  
When he is risen in power,  
When he had reconciled all,  
He than breaks Babylon's Tower;  
Therefore saith he unto Mary,  
O do not touch me here;  
For I am not yet ascended up,  
To draw perfection near.  
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 john may touch the Lamb,  
When seven Horns do appear,  
And when seven eyes do show him Sons,  
O john he may draw near,  
The Lamb he is complete in all,  
He hath full Majesty,  
Sufficient value for poor ones,  
Who do his rich grace see.  
The Lamb hath Lion strength indeed,  
When horns they do come out,  
When that his just power appears,  
Against Babylon's rout,  
And his great strength doth then come forth,  
To judah's 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 judah 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 mind the Doctrine,  
Which showeth Christ complete;  
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 go to the body,  
That is prepared always,  
And fetcheth power and strength from thence,  
All evils to allay.  
Faith therefore doth not come hither,  
To fetch miracle for any;  
But faith comes to see and behold,  
Prepared 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 do 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 do not follow him for looks;  
That will not your souls fill.  
Don't follow miracle bread; here  
Is morsels thats more sweet,  
The whole body Father prepared,  
Walks upon spirits feet;  
Pray don't hunger after miracle-Loaves,  
For it won't satisfy,  
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 engage against the foe,  
And spoil Antichrists throng.  
Pray do 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 Loaf;  
Then harken 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 satisfy,  
Instead of miracle here;  
Then O come and eat hearty,  
To whole body draw near,  
Praised be God for the body,  
That john did see so clear,  
O praises to God night and day,  
That this body draws near.  
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 royal Crown.  
Haleluja for that the Lamb is,  
Unto his children come,  
For to take the Book, and read it,  
And open the kingdom,  
It was a glorious one to john,  
That said pray do not weep;  
For the Lion he hath prevailed,  
For his poor, low, lost sheep.  
O john you may wipe away tears,  
The Lions come with power,  
O the root of David appears,  
In thy sad weeping hope;  
john do not weep for thou shalt know,  
Great mysteries to come.  
For thou are greatly beloved by,  
The blessed glorious Son;  
john do 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 john lie down and weep,  
Thou must stand up and go,  
And look that so thou mayest see,  
The enemy's overthrow.  
john do not weep but cast thy eyes,  
Unto the glorious throne,  
And view what from thence doth come forth,  
From the Eternal one.  
O than john 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  
Do you not stick at part,  
Feed not on little morsels when,  
All is sent to your heart.  
Soul's spirit always 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 steel and strengthen you,  
And keep you from a fall.  
O you will be carried on sweetly,  
And be comforted herein,  
But O there's nothing else that can  
Free your poor souls from sin.  
The Spirit comes and doth show it,  
So sweetly here prepared,  
That so you may freely come eat,  
Of this most delicate 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 do 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 complete,  
That doth cause his for to believe,  
Against the erroneous seat.  
Blessed be God for that body,  
That will overcome all,  
By his great mighty power and strength,  
They shall before him fall.  
Blessed be God for that body  
Prepared which Doctors so speak,  
That he might confute many and  
Show divine wisdom great.  
Blessed be God for that body,  
That is of noble make,  
A prepared Virgin body,  
So pure in City, and Gate:  
A rare choice workmanship that God,  
Prepared for sinners vile,  
That he might be their Saviour,  
And all their evils foil.  
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 find,  
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 Rabbis makes them fly.  
O they that come to catch at words,  
The Lord catch them in that,  
That they may willingly lie down,  
Before the spirit flat;  
They that do come and do 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 tattling tongues & break,  
Scorners reproaching here,  
That so deridingly do speak,  
'Gainst what of Spirit appears,  
But let Companions see O God,  
The body that's prepared,  
O let them own a holy Christ,  
That is so choice, and rare.  
Companions, Christ is sweet this day,  
In these his come down,  
In all his glorious victory,  
To have his Martyrs famed.  
Companions, O how sweet is Christ,  
His righteousness is great,  
He is a very faithful one,  
That sits one royal seat.  
O Christ was kind to Patriarches,  
And to Apostles there,  
He is kind unto Jew and Gentiles,  
Though Anti-christians tear.  
He is kind 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 observed in all,  
Great fault he'll with you find,  
But O with spirit he doth walk,  
In his choice rushing wind.  
Companions are you pleased with Christ,  
And with his doctrine too,  
Though it in Psalm be poured forth,  
A course that is so new.  
Do you praise for Christ doctrine and Psalm,  
Which here he doth so bring,  
O then how greatly you will be,  
Revived when spirit doth sing.  
Hath this day to Companions been,  
A teaching day most sweet,  
Which hath so witnessed against  
Perjured 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 train,  
Yet there meeting is not aright,  
Nor of new Covenant strain.  
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 prepared,  
To set on royal 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 do you wrangle with me,  
Alas what am I herein;  
But O you wrangle against him,  
That great teachings doth bring.  
Poor hearts do 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 spoil these high things;  
Therefore I do 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'll engage.  
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'll challenge you all,  
And I do 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 formed shall prosper against,  
What Christ shows from his seal,  
If once that harp be in my hand,  
I'll stand against you all;  
Do what you can, yet this weapon,  
Shall not at any time fall,  
The harp, and vial 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 Psalm they speak,  
And the instrument would hit.  
And O pray let the Rabbis come,  
That do the spirit hate;  
And let them hear what spirit saith,  
That speaketh at high rate.  
Prithee souls come, O let them come,  
Entreat them to do 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 show their casting out,  
The spirit it would sing to them,  
And show their Harlot feasts,  
And tell them that the Sceptre is,  
That Kings that will defeat  
Them, O if that such men were here,  
The spirit it would preach,  
And show 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 pouring out wrong,  
Companions you can witness what  
Spirit speaks for Nation's King,  
And his most royal 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 Almighty's blow.  
The time is coming are you fit  
Companions, what do you say;  
Can you sing praises unto him;  
For this approaching day.  
Companions are you strengthened,  
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 do you esteem of that,  
Which brings the all of all.  
It's no matter though others do,  
So much dislike her show;  
For they do not her understand,  
The King's 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 do 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 poor handmaid 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 believe it is Peter,  
Was their words in that day,  
And thus they do say in our time,  
And count handmaid to speak  
From their fancy; but it's that,  
Comes from eternal seat;  
But what ever that they do say,  
Yet Jesus Christ is here,  
And our assmbling is sweet;  
Because he draweth near.  
The assembling of yourselves 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 come 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 real heart,  
Then O now assemble for him,  
That shouts forth piercing dart,  
Against those that do so oppose,  
And so reproach and come,  
Against those administrations which  
Do come forth from the Son.  
O dear souls where is't you can learn,  
A doctrine more sweet,  
O then go forth to Jesus Christ,  
And lie down at his feet,  
O mind how that the spirit doth send,  
And show body prepared,  
And how it sets forth to Jesus Christ,  
Which is so choice and rare.  
Companions dear do you always,  
'Gainst miracle-mongers speak,  
And do you plead for spirit that,  
Your joys may be complete,  
O do you look for faith the which  
In Jesus Christ is found;  
And will help their souls in all straits,  
For it unbelief drowns.  
The spirit unbelief doth check,  
For it anger's 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 do not go the way,  
Which in Scripture is right;  
But they do cleave unto such things,  
As fancy leads unto,  
And do despise those things that are,  
So glorious and new.  
But Christ he doth not own union,  
Upon the ground men go,  
And I am confident hee'r blast,  
The union that is so,  
O poor prisoners they are misled,  
Because uniting breath,  
Upon false grounds is nothing but,  
The fancies of their head.  
O God hath showed 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 show 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 die.  
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 do 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 inflame,  
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 do fly.  
How many will follow the coal,  
That will not now rely.  
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 go forth,  
For Jesus Christ to fly.  
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 outgo,  
And the glorious power did make him,  
For Christ to overflow.  
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 go 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 prepared,  
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 done'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 careful now  
Over matter you pray,  
Now Lord this night I'll 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 bosom 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 show  
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 spoke, but could not interrupt, for withmore power and swiftness the voice went on as followeth.  

None can hinder the mighty word  
Of the eternal One,  
But the Devil he riseth up,  
And is offended with that tongue,  
The which extols the glorious God,  
And of him doth declare,  
Against that comes his instruments,  
For it they cannot bear.  
The Devil hates the Spirit should  
Exroll the eternal 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 God's 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 extol 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 choir,  
It is seen forth for to witness  
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 witness against thee,  
That blows the Devil's 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 Royal, choice 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 Devil's 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 Devil, nor Hell itself  
To spoil this melody;  
For Spirit chiefest 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 prise his Spirit high,  
And though others oppose it, yet  
Do you unto it fly.  
O do you keep close unto God,  
The Devil's power is slain,  
He nor his instruments cannot  
Bring any thing to slain;  
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 Royal seat,  
For though objections do arise,  
You are strengthened by Christ's 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 joyful 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 powerful,  
In these thy come 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 witness to this Psalm against the Quakers, and heard many of their impudent objections, I shall instance some. The men came in sat down in the room, at the end of two hours spoke against the truth at the name of Christ and electing him, than the voice answered their several 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 spoke against the Kingdom 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 witness 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 encouragement 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 Royal 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 fly away.  
When the Spirit is poured out,  
O let not children fear,  
Although the Devil in his doth rage,  
And at out-going tear  
The glory of the Lord is here,  
O then let Children  
Behold his power and Majesty;  
And stand in awe of him.  
Unto thy children thou wilt give,  
What is to thee most dear,  
O thou wilt show kindness to them,  
That unto thee draw near.  
O thou art faithful unto them,  
They shall with comfort meet,  
That ●o keep close to Jesus Christ,  
And prise 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 enchantments 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  
Sat 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 Royal body, Friends,  
I know you love it dear,  
And that you do not at all mind  
What against it appears:  
O 'tis a royal 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 prise and esteem  
Of spirits melody.  
O you his beloved children dear,  
You should for spirit stand,  
You that profess for Jesus Christ,  
And for Jerusalem's Land,  
Give thanks to God that overcame,  
Though you so sinful be,  
And this very God will appear  
Against all Treachery,  
And go away you vile ones that  
Do so kick against him,  
You are defied by spirit and  
He manifests your sin:  
O go thy way from spirits shine,  
Which here appears throughout,  
And against thee this day doth plead,  
And thy deceitful mouth,  
But 'tis not in thy power to break  
This pleasant Harmony,  
Although thou comest with hellish tricks  
Against it for to fly.   
This Vision was, the night before the Quakers came, showed 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 fulfilled,  
That I this night did see;  
For thou show'dst a grievous thing,  
That did come to by't me  
Thou show'dst a Cockatrice 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 pass 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 than came power from above,  
And of it I did take hold.  
It was a very grievous sight  
Unto my fleshly ,  
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 show 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 faithful unto me  
In his protecting hand,  
The one night a Lamb I did behold,  
The other a Cockatrice,  
And the former did strengthen me;  
For it could do no less.  
O the Lamb it did stand by me,  
I knew not what it did mean,  
Till that the Cockatrice appeared,  
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 appeared in sight,  
And this Lamb my soul must extol,  
In a triumphing voice,  
And O it's 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 prepared  
Against thy critical brain.  
O the choice faith of Gods elect,  
The Devil much doth spite,  
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 flourished 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 justify the Soul,  
So as to condemn sin,  
And faith it purifies the heart,  
The which Christ down doth bring.  
Faith it doth justify the soul,  
It doth it in Christ's way,  
He is the object of that faith,  
Which in true ones bears sway.  
Faith it doth justify 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 cheerfully  
Embrace the Lord anew,  
O embrace Jesus Christ O Souls,  
With a most royal 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 filthy 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 rejoice,  
And you chief 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 shown what Angels spoke  
To those dear ones of old,  
His glorious person did show forth  
The figures, and unfold  
The Tips this branch from Jacob came,  
That John did see so bright,  
Which did open the seized book,  
And his tears from him wipe.  
The person of Christ Jacob did see  
When he traveled 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 preached;  
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 Israel saw,  
The Altar and the Tabernacle,  
The person of Christ convey;  
The person of Christ did show forth the  
Rare mercy sea: so choice,  
Which was in the Ark, and he holds out  
Clea lie 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 shown the Highpriest  
In his great office choice,  
And in the privileges he had  
To utter forth his voice.  
The person of Christ shown the Highpriest  
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 show forth  
Solomon's royal seat,  
And sweetly discovered every Type,  
And preached them at high rate:  
His person did not allegorise 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 faithful to his God,  
And speaks plainly of them out.  
The person of Christ is entrusted with  
The Record of Deity,  
And he doth strike down all this way  
Of men's false allegory.  
The person of Christ showeth 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 departed from the truth,  
And against God's 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 marvellous great shine,  
And Angels were the messengers  
To discover Christ high time.  
To show 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 Shepherd here  
Behold Angels servants to Christ,  
Though in a manger laid.  
John saw multitude of Angels about  
God, and also the Lamb,  
So Shepherds saw the messengers  
Being tidings 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 shown 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 precious Son,  
The spirit that moved 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 show,  
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 precious light.  
He doth to sinners sweetly show  
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 feeble 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 show 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 rejoice in his reign,  
And of his triumph sing.  
Praised be God for his spirit,  
Ahat honours poor handmaids vile,  
Who were in the first transgression,  
And did the Creation spoil.  
Praised be God for the spirit  
Which looks on fallen ones,  
Tnd comes to the chiefest of sinners  
With tidings 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 joyful 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 speak,  
And confuted the Rabbis then,  
And his Father's wisdom preached,  
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 die,  
And brought felicity.  
For sinners which foreknowledge did  
Call for to see free grace,  
Discovered in his precious blood,  
Which quickeneth apace.  
God as well as man, and man as God,  
In one person did dwell,  
And this strikes down that Harmony  
That cannot sing such a knel.  
But part Christ and under value him,  
And take him by peece-meals,  
Therefore they so run astray, and  
Like drunkards from it reel,  
For Christ he is true God and man,  
He so was in first state,  
He so appeared in resurrection  
At high Ascensions rate,  
And so living creatures him behold,  
Else they could not have worshipped 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 worshipped  
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 preached in true light.  
Joseph of old the brothers 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  
Shown 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 shown the how so rare.  
Joseph of Arimethea did  
In the time of the Cross appear.  
Though Simon a Cirenian was,  
Compelled to bear it there.  
A garden enclosed is prepared  
For the sweet crucified Son,  
A place where he delighted in  
Lilies to walk among.  
A garden, a rich garden's prepared.  
A garden well enclosed,  
That no swine might there rend and tear  
Where lay the Sharon risen.  
A garden enclosed for Christ body,  
That no Bulls of Bashan might tear,  
Nor any goring may come in,  
Or rending there appear.  
A garden enclosed for the body  
Of our Saviour dear.  
Whom in garden so loved to walk,  
And always 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 suitable garden indeed,  
Was this most precious body laid,  
Which for sinners did bleed.  
A garden a rich garden which  
Had all complete about,  
The wall, the door, the trees, and plants,  
And every thing throughout.  
A garden, where new sepulchre was,  
His body in did lie,  
Which was so pure so perfect and  
So full of fragrancy.  
A new sepulchre where none was laid,  
The lovely body must have,  
To show he would make all things new,  
When that he rise from grave.  
A sepulchre where no bone or skull  
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 show the King's honour great,  
That died to take away sin,  
He must have all new and complete.  
And this is that Lion the which  
Ezekiel in vision did see,  
It is the Lamb so pure and white,  
Which was slain 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 reproved,  
As slighters of the Son,  
And as underminers of what,  
For Jehova did come.  
And spirit reproves Rabbis also,  
The gross and the refined,  
For they are also of those that  
Do si lie one's beguile.  
Though Rabbis say we have left sure word,  
Yet they shall know ere long,  
That spirit doth preach the Gospel  
Forth with the soundest tongue.  
Though Rabbis 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 earn.  
Alas poor Rabbis you are not  
Like unto those of old,  
For they were not so lifted up  
Above Christ precious fold.  
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 preached,  
And Christ himself did learn,  
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'll 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 show what is dross.  
And true spirit doth take in Scripture,  
By faith no allegories,  
And it doth show forth Jesus Christ,  
In's birth, death and his rise.  
And the spirit it showeth forth Christ,  
In his offices and we may see,  
The three in one and one in three  
In divine deity.  
The spirit shown the true God,  
In true man here to dwell,  
And thus shown the choice rare one  
Through forth the joyful knel.  
The spirit shown the figures,  
And all the choice rare tips,  
And the sweet emblems which before  
Did come for Jesus Christ.  
And it shown that Christ is enjoyed  
By the indwelling spirit,  
By its witness and Testimony,  
Unto the Godheads merit.  
True spirit doth show 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 shows 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 shows 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 baptised,  
Not as notionist say 'tis all in spirit,  
And plain Scripture despise.  
But true spirits honours the Son,  
And his out go 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 Ascension day.  
But true spirit takes head and members,  
And shows Christ lovely way,  
And gives direction how they should  
Act towards him in this day.  
Spirit showeth 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 complete.  
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 cheerfully along,  
That you may honour the spirit,  
And grow for Christ more strong.  
Companions be exhorted now,  
Always to watch and pray,  
That so you may hold forth spirit  
Most lively in your way.  
Companions be exhorted to  
Cleave unto Spirits Psalm;  
Which is so full of doctrine  
That will our poor hearts warm.  
Companions be exhorted to esteem,  
This doctrine in a Psalms;  
Because 'tis of our David's love,  
And showeth forth Solomon's arm.  
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 departed from consusions all  
And every principle and practice,  
That doth new covenant enthral.  
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 resurrection,  
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 here  
Of the rare white stone, and new name,  
Which so precious doth appear;  
Companions the time of love is sweet,  
In paradise 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 journeying to the pleasant land:  
O we shall see our Aaron's rod,  
And delight in its buddings there,  
In its coming forth against the foe  
It will all enemy's tear;  
Companions, the white stone looks bright,  
It is a lovely one,  
It is elect, choice, and precious,  
Let's go unto this stone;  
O friends, let us follow the star,  
That leads up to the Throne,  
Which is that lovely spirit, for which  
We have sighed and groaned;  
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 prize that star  
That leads unto the King,  
Let us follow it always  
For it will thither bring;  
The star conducted the wise men,  
But not Herod, though he  
Said where is the Babe, i'll worship him,  
I'll also go and see:  
But the Lord God he doth discover  
Such in there practice still,  
For though he said i'll worship him,  
It was that he might him kill.  
Companions, let us keep our eye  
Still fixed on the son,  
And let us prize 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 ways  
We shall his glory see;  
When we are troubled at our ways,  
We shall an assembly be,  
And not departed at all from that  
Which is felicity.  
At the foot of Christ it is good to be  
In this confused day,  
Wherein so many rear 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 show her his right way,  
And O she saith tell 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 Shephered,  
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 always,  
For I cannot have pleasure till I come  
To see those happy days.  
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.  
Tell me saith the spouse where thou feedest,  
For I do thee esteem,  
And herefore O I would always  
On thee my Solomon lean,  
O tell me saith the spouse my Love,  
Or I shall else find chat,  
O I cannot sustained be,  
But in thy bosom and lap.  
Tell me saith the spouse where that thou feedest,  
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 Solomon's 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 feedest my love  
That hath such lovely locks.  
O tell me where thou feedest my Love,  
That makes the Lilies 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 show,  
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 spoil the tender Vine,  
And deflower the grape.  
O tell me where thou feedest that so,  
No foxes forth may come,  
To hinder or for to deceive,  
And keep from Solomon.  
O tell me where thou feedest 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 hid me in thy secret place,  
When I to thee complain,  
Thy fellowships they are most sweet,  
And do delight my soul,  
Therefore said she show me my love,  
Do thou thy truths unfold.  
O therefore come my Love do thou,  
Show unto me those things,  
That golden chain of fellowship,  
Do you instruction bring.  
O come and do you show to me  
What will make my soul to sing,  
Show to me Scripture fellowship  
That will reviving bring.  
If thou knowst not if thou can tell,  
And art unraveled quite,  
O come i'll show thee fellowship  
In this bewildered night.  
If thou knowst not my spouse, but art  
Laid level to the ground,  
O come and I will show to thee  
My fellowships choice Crown.  
If that thou dost not know but art  
Stripped of thy own things,  
O prithee 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 show to thee  
A fellowship most sweet.  
If that thou know'st 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 mayst  
Have pleasant harmony.  
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 form 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.  
Marry was in the garden where Jesus lay,  
That body undefiled,  
Which with resurrection glory rise,  
Appeared and on her smiled.  
But she at first did not discern,  
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 thankful be,  
For I long to see his countenance,  
In risen rich glory  
But than Christ did her heart inflame,  
For Mary he doth say,  
She understand him presently,  
And believed his day.  
Rabbon●, Lord, and Master dear,  
My heart is touched 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 show it out,  
For to declare his mighty work  
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 showeth the Son's 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 believe one the Son,  
Let them enjoy the privilege  
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 Baptism sweet,  
Being plunged in the water,  
Even from head to feet:  
Go preach, go and disciple them,  
O let them Baptism 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  
Confirmed 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 Baptism  
By miracle in their race;  
By the Apostles I'll confirm  
With testimony high,  
For opposition it will come  
And Babylon against it fly,  
This Gospel hath confirmed been  
With signs 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 clear  
To you by the spirit of the Son  
And you have for it appeared;  
The doctrine and application.  
It hath been opened quite,  
And manifested unto you  
Exceeding dear and bright;  
The Apostles rule hath been declared  
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 prize the Apostles doctrine,  
Which always shall endure;  
It was confirmed by miracles,  
And wonders which were great,  
By that mighty powerful spirit,  
Which gave it forth complete;  
O prize the Apostles doctrine,  
It Antchrist throws down,  
And it exalteth Jesus Christ,  
And his most blessed Crown;  
Practise the Apostles doctrine,  
Faith and Baptism, they did preach,  
And afterwards, you see that they  
After true fellowship did reach:  
Repent and be Baptiled, said they,  
For remission of sin,  
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 show you his administrations  
Most purely and complete,  
That are ashamed of their ways  
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 ancient blessed rule,  
And it lays all things flat  
That doth not conform to it;  
O harken unto that:  
And when the glorious one doth come  
And join to the soul with power,  
It strait conforms to a rule,  
And submits in that hour;  
It doth lay hold on him by faith,  
And to a rule doth stand,  
It challenges all that doth oppose  
His royal sweet command;  
It doth not walk with subtility,  
Or in a mixed way,  
But it keeps very close to him,  
And on his word doth stay,  
After Baptism 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 only turn from  
Apostasy so vile,  
But even from all things that do  
The new choice covenant spoil;  
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 Baptism, 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 commandments 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 Burial is seen  
In water, bread and wine  
Holds forth his body and his blood  
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 it's a lovely and pure Christ  
That was so offered,  
Let's fetch strength from his flesh and blood  
Draw virtue from our head.  
O blessed be the glorious Lord,  
That to us so doth come,  
And shows his power abundantly,  
To every poor one.  
A lovely spirit Christ hath caused,  
To come in this our day  
To show 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 show 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 said,  
And shows thy melody.  
O praised be Christ that doth pour  
Such a sweet spirit down,  
That slays Antichrists in word and works,  
In the Sceptre and his Crown.  
After this there was praying very largely.   

The Evening Psalm.  
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 always,  
With sing that are new  
O Element praise the living God;  
Come stars and join 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, Angels, and Cherubims  
Sound forth Halelluja voice,  
Yea flying Seraphins come and fetch  
Altar coal to burn up dross;  
Praise God Cattle one a Thousand hills,  
For that redemption work,  
Which will deliver you from bondage  
And unto freedom pluck;  
Praise God you little Birds, and all  
Give thanks and blessings also,  
Unto the rare God-man whom came,  
And did redemption show;  
Give thanks O Trees, Herbs, Plants, & Flowers  
All after your kind shall praise  
The lovely Lamb for his dying  
To purchase such rare days;  
Companions, can you praise which the  
Multitude john did see  
Of all tongues, Nations, and Kindred  
That about the throne be:  
john 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 john saw,  
Sprang from the number twelve,  
A great many from that number  
Appeared from the King's 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 lodge in his bosom  
That for your sins did die;  
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 days;  
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 kindness show,  
Though for the present they languish,  
He will show 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 fancy 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 Erroneous 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 roll myself  
In his most lovely breast,  
And do you go return praise,  
And in him take your rest.   

A Hymme comparing David's 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 valorous be,  
Against all evil 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 Goliath can David slay,  
Nothing can him affright,  
Because he is the only one,  
He is the Antitype:  
King David's fling and stone shall come,  
And through Goliath 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 Goliath down,  
Then all the other soldiery;  
Are scattered 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 small, yet 'tis  
A smooth stone which will fly,  
So that none can escape its stroke,  
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,  
Jericho wa●ls break 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 bar.  
It will indeed pass sentence on  
The perjured 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 fail through great ships unto  
The remote 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 legs,  
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 bosom 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 God's 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 will make you loathe yourselves  
And rely on Altars victory.  
Another note take from Isaiahs' vision,  
Which is when poor ones lie low,  
The Sera● him loves to come from Al are,  
The sacrifice coal to show.  
Another note take which is when vision  
Into the heart and reins sink,  
They elevate the soul abundantly,  
And causeth it deep to drink.  
Another note take that when vision  
Of love in the soul doth burn,  
They don't lead into fancy 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 cozened 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 whimsy 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 mould 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 man's 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 strength 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.     

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