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Lucy Hutchinson (1620–1681). Order and Disorder. 1679.
Canto V
SAD Natures sights gave the Alarms, | And all her frighted hosts stood to their arms, | Waiting whom the great Soveraign would employ | His all deserted rebels to destroy: Gen. 3.8. | When God descended out of heaven above | His disobedient Viceroy to remove. | Yet though himself had seen the forfeiture, | Which distance could not from his eyes obscure, | To teach his future Substitutes how they 2 Sam. 23.3. | Should judgements execute in a right way, | He would not unexamin’d facts condemn, | Nor punish sinners without hearing them. | Therefore cites to his bar the Criminals, | And Adam first out of his covert calls, Gen. 3.9–12. | Where art thou Adam? the Almighty said, | Here Lord, the trembling sinner answer made, | Amongst the trees I in the garden heard | Thy voice, and being naked was afeard, | Nor durst I so thy purer sight abide, | Therefore my self did in this shelter hide. | Hast thou (said God) eat the forbidden tree, | Or who declar’d thy nakedness to thee? | She, answer’d Adam, whom thou didst create | To be my helper and associate, | Gave me the fatal fruit, and I did eat; ver. 13. | Then Eve was also call’d from her retreat, | Woman what hast thou done? th’ Almighty said; | Lord, answer’d she, the serpent me betray’d, | And I did eat. Thus did they both confess | Their guilt, and vainly sought to make it less, | By such extenuations, as well weigh’d, | The sin, so circumstanc’d, more sinful made: | A course which still half softned sinners use, | Transferring blame their own faults to excuse, | They care not how, nor where, and oftentimes Rom. 9.19. | On God himself obliquely charge their crimes, | Expostulating in their discontent, Ez. 18.2. | As if he caus’d what he did not prevent; Jam. 1.13,14,15. | Which Adam wickedly implies, when he | Cries, ’Twas the woman That thou gavest me; | Oft-times make that the devils guilt alone, | Which was as well and equally their own. | His lies could never have prevail’d on Eve | But that she wisht them truth, and did believe | A forgery that suited her desire, | Whose haughty heart was prone enough to’ aspire. | The tempting and the urging was his ill, | But the compliance was in her own will. | And herein truly lies the difference | Of natural and gracious penitence, | The first transferreth and extenuates Psal. 51.3,4,5. | The guilt, which the other owns and aggravates. & 32.5. | While sin is but regarded slight and small, | It makes the value of rich mercy fall, 1 Joh. 1.8,9,10. | But as our crimes seem greater in our eyes, | So doth our grateful sense of pardon rise. | Poor mankind at Gods righteous bar was cast | And set for judgement by, when at the last | Satan within the serpent had his doom, | Whose execrable malice left no room | For plea or pardon, but was sentenc’d first; | Thou (said the Lord) above all beasts accurst, | Shalt on thy belly creep, on dust shalt feed, | Between thee and the woman, and her seed 1 Pet. 5.8. | And thine, I will put lasting enmity; | Thou in this war his heel shalt bruise, but He Mat. 13.25. | Thy head shall break. More various Mystery | Ne’re did within so short a sentence lie. Jude 6. | Here is irrevocable vengeance, here Mal. 3.6. | Love as immutable. Here doth appear Zac. 6.13. | Infinite Wisdome plotting with free grace, 1 Cor. 2.9. | Even by Mans Fall, th’ advance of humane race. Rom. 11.22. | Severity here utterly confounds, | Here Mercy cures by kind and gentle wounds, | The Father here, the Gospel first reveals, Esa. 7.14. | Here fleshly veils th’ eternal son conceals. Rom. 8.2,3,4. | The law of life and spirit here takes place, Act. 13.10. | Given with the promise of assisting grace: Mat. 3.7. | Here is an Oracle fore-telling all, Psal. 22.30. | Which shall the two opposed seeds befall. Jer. 31.22, Eph. 6.12. | The great was hath its first beginning here, Joh. 8.44. | Carried along more than five thousand year, Jude 9. | With various success on either side, Gen. 6.2,4,5. | And each age with new combatants suppli’d: Heb. 2.10. | Two Soveraign Champions here we find, Act. 5.31. | Satan and Christ contending for mankind. Eph. 2.2. | Two Empires here, two opposite Cities rise, Joh. 15.18,19. | Dividing all in two Societies. Lu. 12.32. | The little Church and the worlds larger State Ps. 105.12–15. | Pursuing it with ceaseless spite and hate. | Each party here erecting their own walls, | As one advances, so the other falls. Esa. 9.6,7. | Hope in the Promise the weak Church confirms, | Hell and the world fight upon desperate terms, Rev. 12.12. | By this most certain Oracle they know, Joh. 16.30. | Their war must end in final overthrow. Joh. 16.20. | Some little present mischief they may do, | And this with eager malice they pursue. Mat. 10.34. | The Angels whom Gods justice did divide, Psal. 2.1. | Engage their mighty powers on either side, Rev. 12.7,9. | Hells gloomy Princes the worlds rulers made, | Heavens unseen host the Churches guard and aid. Dan. 10.13,21. | Till the frail womans conquering son shall tread Psa. 104.4. | Beneath his feet the serpents broken head; Rom. 16.20. | Though God the speech to mans false foe address, | The words rich grace to fallen man express, | Which God will not to him himself declare, Psa. 50.15. | Till he implore it by submissive prayer; Es. 41.9. | Sufficient ’tis to know a latitude Psa. 130.4. | For hope, which doth no penitent exclude. Luk. 1.74. | Had deaths sad sentence past on man, before Gal. 3.8,16. | The promise of that seed which should restore 1 Cor. 15.54,57. | His fallen state, destroying death and sin, | Cureless as Satans had his misery been. | But though free grace did future help provide, 1 Cor. 3.15. | Yet must he present loss and woe abide; | And feel the bitter curse, that he may so Gal. 3.13. | The sweet release of saving mercy know. Gen. 3.16, &c. | Prepar’d with late indulged hope, on Eve | Th’ almighty next did gentler sentence give. | I will, said he, greatly augment thy woes, | And thy conceptions, which with painful throes | Thou shalt bring forth, yet shall they be to thee | But a successive crop of misery. | Thy husband shall thy ruler be, whose sway | Thou shalt with passionate desires obey. | Alas! how sadly to this day we find | Th’ effect of this dire curse on womankind; | Eve sin’d in fruit forbid, and God requires | Her pennance in the fruit of her desires. | When first to men their inclinations move, Gen. 39.7. | How are they tortur’d with distracting love! | What disappointments find they in the end; | Constant uneasinesses which attend 1 Cor. 7.34,39,40. | The best condition of the wedded state, 1 Pet. 3.5. | Giving all wives sense of the cures weight, | Which makes them ease and liberty refuse, | And with strong passion their own shackles chuse: | Now though they easier under wise rule prove, Gen. 29.20. | And every burthen is made light by love, | Yet golden fetters, soft lin’d yoaks still be, | Though gentler curbs, but curbs of liberty, | As well as the harsh tyrants iron yoak, | More sorely galling them whom they provoke, 1 Sam. 25.25. | To loath their bondage, and despise the rule | Of an unmanly, fickle, froward fool. | Whate’re the husbands be, they covet fruit, Gen. 30.1. & 35.18. | And their own wishes to their sorrows contribute. Mat. 24.19. | How painfully the fruit within them grows, | What tortures do their ripened births disclose, | How great, how various, how uneasie are | The breeding sicknesses, pangs that prepare Joh. 16.21. | The violent openings of lifes narrow door, | Whose fatal issues we as oft deplore! | What weaknesses, what languishments ensue, | Scattering dead Lillies where fresh Roses grew. | What broken rest afflicts the careful nurse, | Extending to the breasts the mothers curse; | Which ceases not when there her milk she dries, | The froward child draws new streams from her eyes. | How much more bitter anguish do we find | Labouring to raise up vertue in the mind, | Then when the members in our bowels grew, Prov. 10.1. | What sad abortions, what cross births ensue? | What monsters, what unnatural vipers come Pro. 15.20. | Eating their passage through their parents womb; | How are the tortures of their births renew’d, | Unrecompenc’d with love and gratitude: | Even the good, who would our cares requite, | Would be our crowns, joys, pillars, and delight, | Affect us yet with other griefs and fears, | Opening the sluces of our ne’re dried tears. Luk. 2.48,35. | Death, danger, sickness, losses, all the ill Mat. 2.18. | That on the children falls, the mothers feel, | Repeating with worse pangs, the pangs that bore | Them into life, and though some may have more | Of sweet and gentle mixture, some of worse, | Yet every mothers cup tasts of the curse. | And when the heavy load her faint heart tires, Gen. 27.46. | Makes her too oft repent her fond desires. | Now last of all, as Adam last had been | Drawn into the prevaricating sin, Gen. 3.17. | His sentence came: Because that thou didst yield, | (Said God) to thy enticing wife, The field | Producing briars and fruitless thorns to thee, | Accursed for thy sake and sins shall be. | Thy careful brows in constant toyls shall sweat, | Thus thou thy bread shalt all thy whole life eat, | Till thou return into the earths vast womb; | Whence, taken first, thou didst a man become; Ps. 103.14. | For dust thou art, and dust again shalt be & 104.29. | When lifes declining spark goes out in thee. | In all these Sentences we strangely find | Gods admirable love to lost mankind; | Who though he never will his word recal, | Or let his threats life shafts at randome fall, | Yet can his Wisdome order curses so 2 Cor. 4.6. | That blessings may out of their bowels flow. | Thus death the door of lasting life became, | Dissolving nature, to rebuild her frame, 2 Tim. 1.10. | On such a sure foundation, as shall break | All the attempts Hells cursed Empire make. | Thus God reveng’d mans quarrel on his foe, | To whom th’ Almighty would no mercy show, Lu. 18.7,8. | Making his reign, his respite, and success, | All augmentations of his cursedness. Zac. 9.10–12. | Thus gave he us a powerful Chief and Head, | By whom we shall be out of bondage led. | And made the penalties of our offence, | Precepts and rules of new obedience, Mat. 11.29,30. | Fitted in all things to our fallen State, | Under sweet promises, that ease their weight. 1 Joh. 5.3. | Our first injunction is to hate and flie | The flatteries of our first grand enemy; Prov. 1.10, &c. | To have no friendship with his cursed race, Eph. 5.11. | The int’rest of the opposite seed t’ embrace, 1 Tim. 6.12. | Where though we toyl in fights, tho’ bruis’d we be, Jude 3. | Yet shall our combate end in victory: Rev. 2.10. | Eternal glory, healing our slight wound, Mic. 7.16,17. | When all our labours are with triumph crown’d. | The next command is, mothers should maintain | Posterity, not frighted with the pain, | Which tho’ it make us mourn under the sense | Of the first mothers disobedience, | Yet hath a promise that thereby she shall 1 Tim. 2.15. | Recover all the hurt of her first fall, Es. 9.6. | When, in mysterious manner, from her womb Heb. 2.12,13. | Her father, brother, husband, son shall come. Eph. 5.25, &c. | Subjection to the husband’s rule enjoyn’d, | In the next place, that yoak with love is lin’d, Luk. 1.35. | Love too a precept made, where God requires 1 Pet. 3.1,2. | We should perform our duties with desires; | And promises t’ encline our averse will, | Whose satisfaction takes away the ill | Of every toyl, and every suffering | That can from unenforc’d submission spring; | The last command, God with mans curse did give, | Was that men should in honest callings live, | Eating their own bread, fruit of their own sweat; 1 Thes. 4.11,12. | Nor feed like drones on that which others get: | And this command a promise doth implie, 2 Thes. 3.12. | That bread should recompence our industry. | One mercy more his sentence did include, Rev. 14.13. | That mortal toyls, faintings and lassitude, | Should not beyond deaths fixed bound extend, Mat. 10.28. | But there in everlasting quiet end; Job 3.17,18,19. | When men out of the troubled air depart, | And to their first material dust revert, Eccl. 3.20. | The utmost power that death or woe can have | Is but to shut us pris’ners in the grave, | Bruising the flesh, that heel whereon we tread, 1 Thes. 4.14. | But we shall trample on the serpents head. | Our scatter’d atoms shall again condense, Es. 26.19. | And be again inspir’d with living sense; | Captivity shall then a captive be, Job 19.26,27. | Death shall be swallow’d up in victory, 1 Cor. 15.20–22, 26, | And God shall man to Paradise restore, 54,55, 57. | Where the soul tempter shall seduce no more Act. 2.24. | How far our parents, whose sad eyes were fixt Psa. 68.18. | On woe and terror, saw the mercy mixt, | We can but make a wild uncertain guess, | As we are now affected in distress, Esa. 43.2, &c. | Who less regard the mitigation still 1 Pet. 4.12,13. | Than the slight smart of our afflicting ill; | And while we groan under the hated yoak, Jer. 30.11, &c. | Our gratitude for its soft lining choak. Mic. 7.18,19. | But God having th’ amazed sinners doom’d, | Put off the Judges frown and reassum’d Es. 49.15. | A tender fathers kind and melting face Jer. 31.20. | Opening his gracious arms for new embrace, Psal. 50.5. | Taught them to expiate their heinous guilt 1 Pet. 1.19. | By spotless sacrifice and pure blood spilt, Heb. 11.4. | Which done in faith did their faint hearts sustain, Dan. 9.26,27. | Till the intended lamb of God was slain, Joh. 1.29. | Whose death, whose merit, and whose innocence, Ps. 40.6,7. | The forfeit paid and blotted out th’ offence. 1 Joh. 2.2. | The skins of the slain beasts, God vestures made, Rev. 1.5. & 5.9,10. | Wherein the naked sinners were array’d, Rom. 5.10,19. | Not without mystery, which typifi’d Col. 2,14. | That righteousness that doth our foul shame hide. Ps. 32.1,2. | As when a rotting patient must endure Rev. 19.8. | Painful excisions to effect his cure, Rom. 3.22. & 13,14. | His spirits we with cordials fortifie, Gal. 3.27. | Left, unsupported, he should faint and die: Zac. 3.4,5. | So with our prayers the Almighty dealt, | Before their necessary woes they felt, Deut. 33.27. | Their feeble souls rich promises upheld, | And their deliverance was in types reveal’d, | Even their bodies God himself did arm Mat. 6.30. | With clothes that kept them from the weathers harm, Psa. 89.32–34. | But after all, they must be driven away, | Nor in their forfeit Paradise must stay. Gen. 3.22. | Then, said the Lord, with holy ironie, | Whence man the folly of his pride might see, | The earthy man like one of us is grown, | To whom, as God, both good and ill is known, | Now left he also eat of th’ other tree | Whose fruit gives life, and an Immortal be, | Let us by just and timely banishment | His further sinful arrogance prevent. | Then did he them out of the garden chace, | And set a Cherubim to guard the place; | Who wav’d a flaming Sword before the door, | Through which the wretches must return no more: Heb. 1.7, | May we not liken to this Sword of flame 12,18–21. | The threatning law which from Mount Sinai came, | With such thick flashes of prodigious fire | As made the mountains shake and men retire: | Forbidding them all forward hope, that they | Could enter into life that dreadful way. | Whate’re it was, whate’re it signifies, | It kept our parents out of Paradise, | Who now returning to their place of birth 1 Pet. 2.11. | Found themselves strangers in their native earth. Heb. 11.13. | Their fatal breach of Gods most strict command Psa. 39.12. | Had there dissolv’d all concord, the sweet band | Of universal loveliness and peace. | And now the calm in every part did cease; | Love, tho’ immutable, its smiles did shrowd Rev. 3.19. | Under the dark veil of an angry cloud. | And while he seem’d withdrawn, whose grace upheld Psal. 75.3. | The order of all things, confusion fill’d | The Universe. The air became impure, | And frequent dreadful conflicts did endure | With every other angry element; | The whirling fires its tender body rent. | From earth and seas gross vapours did arise, | Turn’d to prodigious Meteors in the skies; Psal. 107.25–27. | The blustring winds let loose their furious rage, | And in their battels did the floods engage. | The Sun confounded was with natures shame, | And the pale Moon shrunk in her sickly flame; Jud. 5.20. | The rude congressions of the angry Stars | In Heaven, begun the universal wars, | While their malicious influence from above, | On earth did various perturbations move, | Droughts, inundations, blastings, kill’d the plants; | Worse influence wrought on th’ inhabitants, | Inspiring lust, rage, ravenous appetite, Psa. 78.45–48. | Which made the creatures in all regions fight. | The little insects in great clouds did rise, | And in Battalia’s spread, obscur’d the skies; | Armies of birds encountred in the air, | With hideous cries deciding battles there; | The birds of prey to gorge their appetite, | Seiz’d harmless fowl in their unwary flight. | When the dim evening had shut in the day, | Troops of wild beasts, all marching out for prey, Psal. 104.20–22. | To the restless flocks would go, and there | Oft-times by other troops assailed were, | Who snatcht out of their jaws the new slain food, | And made them purchase it again with blood. | Thus sin the whole creation did divide | Into th’ oppressing and the suffering side; | Those still employing craft and violence | To’ ensnare and murther simple innocence, | True emblems were of Satans craft and power 1 Pet. 5.8. | In daily ambuscado to devour. Rev. 12.8,12. | Nor only emblems were, but organs too, | In and by whom he did his mischiefs do, | While persecuting cruelty and rage | Them in his cursed party did engage. | Love, meekness, patience, gentleness, combin’d | The tamer brood with those of their own kind. | Wherefore God chose them for his sacrifice, | When he the proud and mighty did despise, Rom. 8.20,21. | And his most certain Oracles declare, | They mans restored peace at last shall share: Es. 11.7. | But to our parents, then, sad was the change & 65.25. | Which them from peace and safety did estrange, | Brought universal woe and discord in, Es. 57.20,21. | The never failing consequents of sin; Eph. 2,12–14. | Nor only made all things without them jar, | But in their breasts rais’d up a civil war, | Reason and sense maintain’d continual fight, | Urging th’ aversion and the appetite, | Which led two different troops of passions out, | Confounding all, in their tumultuous rout. | The less world with the great proportion held: | As winds the caverns, sighs the bosomes fill’d; | So flowing tears did beauties fair fields drown, | As inndations kept within no bound. | Fear earth-quakes made, lust in the fancy whirl’d, | Turn’d into flame, and bursting fir’d the world: | Spite, hate, revenge, ambition, avarice | Made innocence a prey to monstrous vice. | The cold and hot diseases represent | The perturbations of the element. | Thus woe and danger had beset them round, | Distrest without, within no comfort found. | Even as a Monarchs Favourite in disgrace | Suffers contempt both from the high and base, | And the most abject most insult o’re them, | Whom the offended Soveraigns condemn; | So after man th’ Almighty disobey’d, | Each little fly durst his late King invade, | Aswell as the woods monsters, wolves and bears, | And all things else that exercise his fears. | Methinks I hear sad Eve in some dark Vale | Her woful state, with such sad plaints, bewail: | Ah! why doth death its latest stroke delay, | If we must leave the light, why do we stay | By slow degrees more painfully to die, | And languish in a long calamity? | Have we not lost by one false cheating sin | All peace without, all sweet repose within? | Is there a pleasure yet that life can show, | Doth not each moment multiplie our woe: | And while we live thus in perpetual dread, | Our hope and comfort long before us dead? Job 3. | Why should we not our angry maker pray Jonah 4.3. | At once to take our wretched lives away? | Hath not our sin all natures pure leagues rent | And arm’d against us every element? | Have not our subjects their allegiance broke, | Doth not each worm scorn our unworthy yoak? | Are we not half with griping hunger pin’d, | Before we bread amongst the brambles find? | All pale diseases in our members reign, | Anguish and grief no less our sick souls pain, | Whereever I my eyes, or thoughts convert, | Each object adds new tortures to my heart. | If I look up, I dread heavens threatning frown, | Thorns prick my eyes, when shame hath cast them down, | Dangers I see, looking on either hand, | Before me all in fighting posture stand. | If I cast back my sorrow-drowned eyes, | I see our ne’re to be recover’d Paradise, | The flaming Sword which doth us thence exclude, | By sad remorse and ugly guilt pursued. | If I on thee a private glance reflect, | Confusion doth my shameful eyes deject, | Seeing the man I love by me betray’d, | By me, who for his mutual help was made, | Who to preserve thy life ought to have died, | And I have kill’d thee by my foolish pride; | Defil’d thy glory, and pull’d down thy throne. | O that I had but sin’d, and died alone! | Then had my torture and my woe been less, | I yet had flourisht in thy happiness. | If these words Adams melting soul did move, | He might reply with kind rebuking love. | Cease, cease, O foolish woman, to dispute, Psa. 115.3. | Gods soveraign will and Power are absolute. Rom. 9.20–23. | If he will have us soon, or slow to die, | Frail worms must yield, but must not question why. | When his great hand appears, we must conclude Ps. 119.68. | All that he doth is wise, and just, and good; Rom. 3.4. | Though our poor, sin-benighted souls, are blind, Psal. 51.4. | Nor can the mysteries of his wisdome find, Gen. 18.25. | Yet in our present case we must confess | His justice and our own unrighteousness. | He warn’d us of this fatal consequence, Rom. 6. ult. | That death must wait on disobedience; | Yet we despis’d his threat, and broke his law, | So did destruction on our own heads draw; | Now under his afflicting hand we lie, | Reaping the fruit of our iniquity. | Which, had not he prevented, when we fell, Gen. 6.3. | At once had plung’d us in the lowest hell; 1 Pet. 3.20. | But by his mercy yet we have reprieve, Joh. 11.25. | Any yet are shew’d how we in death may live, | If we improve our short indulged space | To understand, prize, and accept his grace. | Did all of us at once like brutes expire, | And cease to be, we might quick death desire: | But since our chief and immaterial part, | Not fram’d of dust, doth not to dust revert: | Its death not an annihilation is, Mat. 25.41,46. | But to be cut off from its supream bliss: Luk. 16.21,22. | Whatever here to mortals can befal, | Compar’d to future miseries is small, | The saddest, sharpest, and the longest have Mat. 10.28. | Their final consummations in the grave, | These have their intermissions and allays, | Though black and gloomy ones, these nights have days, Psa. 130.1. | The worst calamities we here endure | Admit a possibility of cure; Psal. 107. | Our miseries here are varied in their kind, | And in that change the wretched some ease find. Esa. 29.8. | Sleep here our pained senses stupifies, | And cheating dreams in our sick fancies rise, | But in our future sufferings ’tis not so, | There is no end, no intermitted woe, Lu. 16.26. | No more return from the accursed place, | No hope, no possibility of grace, | No sleepy intervals, no pleasant dreams, | No mitigations of those sad extreams, Rom. 2.8,9. | No gentle mixtures, no soft changes there, Jude 13. | Perpetual tortures, heightned with despair, Mat. 13.50. | Eternal horror, and eternal night, Lu. 16.24. | Eternal burnings, with no glance of light, Mat. 8.12. | Eternal pain. O ’tis a thought too great, & 22.13. | Too terrible, for any to repeat, Rev. 19.20. | Who have not scap’d the dread. Let’s not to shun Hos. 13.9. | Heavens scorching rays, into hells furnace run: Rom. 3.16. | But having slain our selves, let’s flie to him Psa. 103.4. | Who only can our selves from death redeem, | To undo what’s done is not within our power, | No more than to call back the last fled hour. | To think we can our fallen state restore, | Or without hope, our ruine to deplore, | Are equal aggravating crimes; the first Eph. 2.4,6–10. | Repeats that sin for which we were accurst, | While we with foolish arrogating pride, Rom. 3.27. | More in our selves than in our God confide; | The last is both ungrateful and unjust, | That doth is goodness, or his power distrust. | Which wheresoe’re we look, without, within, | Above, beneath, in every place is seen. Psal. 36,5,6. | Doth Heaven frown? Above the sullen shrouds | God sits, and sees through all the blackest clouds Esa. 44.22. | Sin casts about us, like the misty night, | Which hide his pleasing glances from our sight, Lam. 3.44, | Nor only sees, but darts on us his beams 31,32,25. | Ministring comfort in our worst extreams. Job 37.11–13. | When lightnings flie, dire storm and thunder roars, | He guides the shafts, the serene calm restores. Esa. 40.1,2. | When shadows occupie days vacant room, & 57.18,19. | He makes new glory spring from nights dark womb. | When the black Prince of air lets loose the winds, Joh. 14.18. | The furious warriours he in prison binds. | If burning stars do conflagrations threat, Esa. 25.4. | He gives cool breezes to allay the heat. Psal. 78.16,17. | When cold doth in its rigid season reign, Psal. 30.5. | He melts the snows, and thaws the air again; Luk. 8.24,25. | Restoring the vicissitude of things, Esa. 27.8. | He still new good from every evil brings. | Esa. 4.6. Cant. 2.11,12. Gen. 8.22. Psal. 147.17,18. Esa. 45.6–8. Psal. 75.3. | He holds together the worlds shaken frame, Jam. 1.17. | Ordaining every change, is still the same. Psal. 102,26,27. | If he permit the elements to fight, | The rage of storms, the blackness of the night; Mal. 3.6. | ’Tis that his power, love and wisdome may Esa. 54.11. | More glory have, restoring calm and day; Jer. 31.35,36. | That we may more the pleasant blessings prize, | Laid in the ballance with their contraries. 2 Cor. 4.17. | Though dangers then, like gaping monsters stand Esa. 54.6–10. | Ready to swallow us on either hand; | Let us despise them, firm in this faith still, Psal. 46.1,2. | If God will save, they can nor hurt nor kill; | If by his just permission we are slain, Esa. 8.9,10, | His power can heal and quicken us again. 12–14. | If briers and thorns, which from our sins arise Esa. 51.11, &c. | Looking on earth, pierce through our guilty eyes, Gen. 50.20. | Let’s yet give thanks they have not choak’d the seed | Which should with better fruit our sad lives feed. 2 Sam. 17.14. | If discord set the inward world on fire, Esther 5.14. | With hast let’s to the living spring retire, & 6.13. | There quench, and quiet the disturbed soul, & 7.10. | There on Loves sweet refreshing green banks rowl, Ezek. 37.1, &c. | Where ecstasied with joy, we shall not feel | The Serpents little nibblings at our heel. Esa. 19.22. | If we look back on Paradise, late lost, Jer. 30.17. | Joys vanisht like swift dreams, thaw’d like a frost, Act. 14.17. | Converting pleasant walks to dirt and mire, | Would we such frail delights again desire, Joh. 7.37,38. | Which at their best, however excellent, Psal. 23.1,2. 6.7. | Had this defect, they were not permanent? | Col. 3.1,2. Psal. 107.35,36,34,33. 1 Cor. 7.31. Eccles. 1.2. 2 Cor. 4.18. Psal. 49.4,15. | If sin, remorse, and guilt give us the chace, | Let us lie close in mercies sweet embrace, Rev. 3.18,20. | Which when it us asham’d, and naked found | In the soft arms of melting pity bound; Psa. 32.1,2. | Eternal glorious triumphs did prepare, | Arm’d us with clothes against the wounding air, 1 Joh. 2.25. | By expiating sacrifices taught, | How new life shall by death to light be brought. | If we before us look, although we see | All things in present fighting posture be: | Yet in the promise we a prospect have 1 Cor. 15.54,55,26. | Of victory swallowing up the empty grave; Hos. 13.14. | Our foes all vanquisht, death it self lies dead, Rom. 16.20. | And we shall trample on the monsters head. | Entring into a new and perfect joy, Mat. 25.21. | Which neither sin nor sorrow can destroy: Rev. 20.4. | A lasting and refin’d felicity, Mal. 3.2,3. | For which even we our selves refin’d must be. Col. 1.12. | Then shall we laugh at our now childish woes, Joh. 16.21,22. | And hug the birth that issues from these throes. | Let not my share of grief afflict thy mind, | But let me comfort in thy courage find; | ’Twas not thy malice, but thy ignorance | That lately my destruction did advance; | Nor can I my own self excuse; ’twas I | Undid my self by my facility. | Let’s not in vain each other now upbraid, | But rather strive to’ afford each other aid: | And our most gracious Lord with due thanks bless, | Who hath not left us single in distress. | When fear chills thee, my hope shall make thee warm, | When I grow faint, thou shalt my courage arm; | When both our spirits at a low ebb are, | We both will joyn in mutual fervent prayer | To him whose gracious succour never fails, | When sin and death poor feeble man assails, | He that our final triumph hath decreed, | And promis’d thee salvation in thy seed. | Ah! can I this in Adams person say, | While fruitless tears melt my poor life away? | Of all the ills to mortals incident, | None more pernicious is than discontent, | That brat of unbelief, and stubborn pride, | And sensual lust, with no joy satisfied, | That doth ingratitude and murmur nurse, | And is a sin which carries its own curse; | This is the only smart of every ill; | But can we without it sad tortures feel? | Yes; if our souls above our sense remain, | And take not in th’ afflicted bodies pain, | When they descend and mix with the disease, | Then doth the anguish live, reign, and encrease | Which when the soul is not in it, grows faint, | And wastes its strength, not nourisht with complaint, | Submissive, humble, happy, sweet content | A thousand deaths by one death doth prevent; | When our rebellious wills subdued thereby Gal. 2.20. | Into th’ eternal will and wisdome, die; | Nor is that will harsh or irrational, Mat. 11. | But sweet in that which we most bitter call, | Who err in judging what is ill or good, | Only by studying that will, understood. | What we admire in a low Paradise, | If they our souls from heavenly thoughts entice, | Here terminating our most strong desire, | Which should to perfect permanence aspire, | From being good to us they are so far, | That they our fetters, yoaks and poysons are, | The obstacles of our felicity, | The ruine of our souls most firm healths be, | Quenching that life-maintaining appetite, | Which makes substantial fruit our sound delight. | The evils, so miscall’d, that we endure | Are wholsome medicines tending to our cure, | Only disease to these aversion breeds, | The healthy soul on them with due thanks feeds. | If for a Prince, a Mistress, or a Friend, | Many do joy their bloods and lives to spend, Luk. 9.23,24. | Wealth, honour, ease, dangers and wounds despise, | Should we not more to Gods will sacrifice? | And by free gift prevent that else sure loss? | Whate’re our will is, we must bear the cross, | Which freely taken up, the weight is less, | And hurts not, carried on with chearfulness; | Besides, what we can lose, are gliding streams, Psal. 90.5,6,9. | Light airy shadows, unsubstantial dreams, & 49.10–13. | Wherein we no propriety could have | But that which our own cheating fancy gave; Lu. 12.20. | The right of them was due to God alone, | And when with thanks we render him his own, | Either he gives us back our offerings, Job 1.21. | Or our submission pays with better things: & 42.10–12. | Were ills as real as our fancies make, | They soon must us, or we must them forsake; | We cannot miss ease and vicissitude, | Till our last rest our labours shall conclude. | Natural tears there are, which in due bound | Do not the soul with sinful sorrow drown, 2 Cor. 7.10. | Repentant tears too are no fretting brine, | But loves soft meltings, which the soul refine, | Like gentle showers, that usher in the spring, | These make the soul more fair and flourishing. | No murmuring winds of passions here prevail, | But the life-breathing Spirits sweet fresh gale, | Which by those fruitful drops all graces feeds, | And draws rich extracts from the soaked seeds, | But worldly sorrow, like rough winters storms, | All graces kills, all loveliness deforms, | Augments the evils of our present state, | And doth eternal woes anticipate. | Vain is that grief which can no ill redress, | But adds affliction to uneasiness; | Unnerving the souls powers, then, when they shou’d | Most exercise their constant fortitude. | With these most certain truths let’s wind up all, | Whatever doth to mortal men befall | Not casual is, like shafts at randome shot, | But Providence distributes every lot, | In which th’ obedient and the meak rejoyce, | Above their own preferring Gods wise choice: | Nor is his providence less good than wise, | Tho’ our gross sense pierce not its mysteries. | As there’s but one most true substantial good, | And God himself is that Beatitude: | So can we suffer but one real ill, | Divorce from him by our repugnant will, | Which when to just submission it returns, | The reunited soul no longer mourns, | His serene rays dry up its former tears, | Dispel the tempest of its carnal fears, | Which dread what either never may arrive, | Or not as seen in their false perspective; | For in the crystal mirror of Gods grace | All things appear with a new lovely face. | When that doth Heavens more glorious palace show | We cease to’ admire a Paradise below, | Rejoyce in that which lately was our loss, | And see a Crown made up of every Cross. Psa. 116.7. | Return, return, my soul to thy true rest, | As young benighted birds unto their nest, | There hide thy self under the wings of love | Till the bright morning all thy clouds remove.
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