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William Loe (d 1645) · 21,513 words · 96 min

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SONGS OF SION.

Set for the joy of gods deer ones, who sit here by the brooks of this worlds Babel, & weep when they think on Jerusalem which is on high.

By W. L.

Let the word of god dwell in you plenteously in all wisdom teaching, & admonishing your own selves in Psalms, & Hymns, & spiritual songs, singing with a grace in your harts to the lord.

Colos. 3. 16.

To all such of the Congregation both men, women, and children o •… discretion that are of the English nation▪ residing at Hamborough that seek, & serve god in sincerity without hypocrisy or faction.

Grace be given in Christ

B Lessed, & beloved in the lord. The Christian sobriety▪ & comfortable charity which I observed in my table brothers occasioned the cōposing of these hymns. It was their goodness to make them public for the benefitt of others also. They are all divine songs, yea from meditations of the scripture are they drawn. If you shall use them in your private families to gods glory, •… ur own solace, & to the instructiō, •… edification of your children I have •… e end of my desire. Receaue them as •… e symptoms of my souls affection the general aduancment of gods •… uice, to the private consolation of you your children, & to the praise, and •… nour of our own mother tongue. •… us in the midst of many harshe •… mes of grudge, and despite I have •… arned to tune the songs of Zion. For which I praise god, and shall never •… ase to pray for your blessedness in the •… uing mercies of Jesus Christ his •… uours. resting

Yours in the lord W. L.

An hymn or song.

Of seven strains, or strings •… et to the tone of seven sobs, and sighs of a seven times seven s •… d soul for sin, and is to be song i •… the tune of

I life mine heart to thee.

PSAL 25 or.
Fly soul unto thy rest.
Seven times a day will I pray to thee o god, and will prâise thee o lord for thy great gifts, and good graces, both to me, and mine

PSALM CXIX.

When the spright of mā doth sighe and sob to god, and is lift up on high, the spright of god doth bow it self to man in joy, and peace.

CYPRIAN.

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. •… OHN POWELL one of •… he assistants of the worthy company of the Merchants Aduenturers residing at Hamborough.

Grace, peace, & mercy be multiplied in Christ Jesus.

W Orthy friend. When Juliā the Apostate infested the church of god, sontimes by barbarous cruelty, & sometimes by devilish policy, among other his wicked practices that was not the least, nor the last when •… e interdicted the Christians all use of books, both privately, & public •… for their children to learn except Poetry. It pleased almighty god in that distress of his church to stir up a learned man one Apollinarius a singular Metaphrast to put into heroical Greek verse all the psalms of David by which blessing the children of god had use, and comfort of that excel lent book of the psalm, & the tyrants decree took no hold of thē, because now it was become divine poesie, & poetry they might read. Which shows unto us gods especial, & singular providence for his church upon all occasions. And now albeit (god be blessed) there is no cause to complain either of any such Apostatical power, for we have an Apostolical king, nor of any such wicked policy, for we have had kings, & Queēs nursing fathers, & nursing mothers of our church; yet in these Hal •… yon days of ours I have presumed to metaphrase some passages of David psalms as an Essay to know whether we might express our harts to god in our holy soliloquies by mōasillables in our own mother tongue, or no. It being a received opinion amongst many of those who seem rather to be iuditious, then caprichious, that heretofore our english tongue in the true idiom thereof consisted altogether of Monasillables, until it came to be blended, and mingled with the commixture of Exotique languages. And I myself have seen all the lord prayer used in the time of John Wickleefe to be expressed in words of one syllable. And because gods children did reckon seven times seven years before they could enjoy their year of Jubilee. I have made allusion in this little Essay to tune forth seauē times seven sad sobbs for sin, that when we have spent the remaynder of our wretched days of our pilgrimage here, god may in his mercy wipe away all tears from our eyes, & bring us to our eternal Jubilee in his glorious kingdom. Which god grant to you, to me, & to all Christian people for his own rich mercy sake, and the satisfactory meritts of Jesus Christ our lord Amen.

Written from my study within the English house at Hamborough Jan. 24.

Yours because you are of Christ. WILL: LOE.

The first strain.

1.
LOrd hear my suite, my plainte,
That my soul makes to thee.
Lord in thy truth one look of grace
Grant in thy love to me.
2.
Lord see the moan I make,
Look on me in thy grace
Let not my sighs come back in vain
But show to me thy face,
3.
Loe I was borne in sin.
My kind, my shape, my all,
My stock, my flock, myself from birth
O Lord from thee did fall.
4.
And I poor soul am set
In grief, in pain, in woe,
My sins come on, my soul doth faint,
O quitt me of my foe.
5.
My sins the hairs do pass
That are set on my head,
My heart doth fear, and faint, and fail
And I am as one dead.
6.
Thus go I greeud, and goord,
And frett in heart, and spright
Thus am I faint with fear, & death
My sins they do me fright.
7.
The deeds that I have done
Are set in vewe of eye.
My faults, my thoughts, my sin my shame
Thy laws thy looks do spy.

1. SIGHE.

O that my thoughts, words, works and ways were made so straight, and right, that I might keep thy laws 〈◊〉 lord all the days, & nights of my whole life so should I be clear, & clean from the guilt of sin, & shame.

The second strain.

1.
O God if thou shouldst waighe
My ways, and take a vewe,
•… old not scape thy rod, thy wrath
I should in woe it rue.
2.
•… judge me not I pray,
O sheeld me from my fall,
•… r in thy sight none just doth live
No none I say at all.
3.
•… rge is thy love to me,
For it with thee I treat
•… grant me it for Christ his sake
Gainst sins so huge, so great.
4.
O Christ what wight doth know?
His sin, & faults of life
O cleanse me from my sins at once
Which are in me most rife.
5.
And keep me lord I crave
Least sins do ore me sway,
So shall I then be free, and fain,
To keep thy law for aie.
6.
This lord of thee I beg
To thee I hold up hands,
And heart, & soul, both thirst, & gape
As doth the drought in lands.
7.
As maids do watch, and wait,
On Queens some grace to have
So do I lord both day, and night
For grace both beg, and crave.

2. SIGHE.

O that there were such an heart i •… me to fear thee, & to keep all th •… laws that it might go well with me & mine for aye.

The third strain.

1.
LOrd turn thee to thy grace
That once thou shewedst to me
O save me not for my good acts
I seek, I sue to thee.
2.
My soul why dost thou faint?
And art with grief soe pressed?
My heart, my mind, why do you thus
Fret •… ore within my breast.
3.
Trust soul to god for aye,
And thou the time shalt see
When thou shalt think, & thank him still
For health, & peace to thee.
4.
For why his wrath doth last,
A space, and then doth slack
But in his face, & grace for aye,
Thou canst not joy long lack.
5.
Though gripes, and griefs full sor •…
Do lodge with thee all night
Yet joy, and grace shall be at hand
Ere that the day be light.
6.
The lord is kind, and meek
When we do make him grieve,
He is full slow his wrath to show,
Great grace he doth us give.
7.
And loe what love good men
To their own seed do bear,
Like grace the lord doth show to such
As searue him in his fear.

3. SIGHE.

O that I had wings like a dove (my sweet love) that I might fly hence to thee, & so be at rest both in mind, in thought, in heart, in soul, and in mine whole.

The fourth strain.

1.
THE lord that made me knows
My shape my mould my lust
•… we weak, howe vain, howe frail, howe fond,
And that I am but dust.
2.
god in me set up
A pure heart in thy sight,
•… d eke in all my parts let be
A good, and meek sweet spright
3.
With thy sweet spright of power
Cure thou o lord my sore,
And I shall teach the good, and ill
To bow to thy sweet lore.
4.
My soul doth pant, and bray
Mine heart is near at rest
•… t seeks to know thy law thy will,
And what may please thee best.
5.
O would it might thee please
My ways to set in right
That I might both in heart, and deed.
Thy laws to keep in sight.
6.
O lord I do tend still
My days, my time to serve
That I, nor miē may have a thought
From thy laws once to swerve
7.
O save me then o god,
Look on me with thy health
For that I rate at such a price
More thē the wide worlds wealth

4. SIGHE.

O let the words of my mouth, the thoughts of my heart, the tune of my voice, & touch of my tongue be ever in thy sight o lord as a sweet smell for Christ his sake both at morne, Eve, & none day.

The fifth strain.

1.
WIth joy lord of the Just
Let my poor soul be fraught
That I may live in peace, and glee,
And free from all thats naught
2.
Lord keep me for in thee
I stay, and stand and feed
Thou art my god, and of my goods
O lord thou hast no need
3.
I give them to the Saints
That in the world do dwell
Yea to the folk of faith, and love
Whose care is to do well.
4.
My heart is pressed for aye,
And eke my tongue is soe
I will raise up my soul in song
In spite of hell, and foe.
5.
To praise my god that hath
Shewd love and life to me,
And made me scape both blood, & blow
And soe did set me free.
6.
O lord what shall I pay
To thee for this thy grace
I vow to thee, myself, my life
My love, and all my race.
7.
Grant lord I beg, and pray
In thee that we may rest
So shall our souls sing to thy praise
And aye in thee be blest.

5. SIGHE.

O my god why art thou gone from me, and why dost thou hide th •… sweet face from my prayer for seek thee, & sue to thee with all m •… heart, and that thou knowest full well.

The sixth strain.

1.
MY soul give praise to god
My spright shall do the same,
•… d all the parts of heart, and mind
Shall praise for aye his name
2.
•… ue thanks for all his gifts
Shew soul thyself most kind,
•… d let not his good deeds to thee
Once slipp out of thy mind
3.
•… e quitt thee of thy faults
He rid thy life from death
•… is good, his grace doth wait on thee
His word doth give thee breath
4.
If thou wert brought to grave,
And turned to mould, & dust
Yet he will give thee life in store
As he to thee is just.
5.
Teach me then, lord to know
Thy law, thy love, thy lore,
Thy works, thy words, as signs▪ seal •…
I will lay them up in store
6.
O day of joy to me
When I learned first to know
Howe for to scape myself, my sin •…
And hell that is soe low
7.
I give mine all to thee,
My bud my branch, my fruit
I beg of thee, o lord, my god
To grant to me my suite.

6. SIGHE.

O my god to thy hands I give •… spright thou hast bine a pledge for m •… and that to death o god. Thou art th •… the god both of my health, life, & r •… for aye.

The seventh strain.

1.
O Lord thou hast me tried,
And day by day dost know
〈◊〉 thoughts, my words, my looks my deeds,
My sighs, my groans, my woe.
2.
•… y bones they are not hid
Thou knewst them all each one
•… r in thy note they were all wrote
Each joint, and bone, by bone,
3.
•… ie still, and search mine heart,
My thoughts prove day, & night
•… d if the ill do touch me lord
O lead me to the right.
4.
•… r thou canst rule my rains
As when I was in womb.
giude me in this life of mine,
And rest me in my tomb.
5.
Keep me from men that muse
Of blood of bane of ill,
O let me think of thee o lord,
And howe to do thy will.
6.
So shall no shame me taynt
My corps, my goods, my nam •…
So shall I rest in joy, and peace,
And touch no blot of sham •…
7.
So shall thy folk for me,
Be glad, and sing thy praise,
So shall myself, my seed, my so •…
Be thine in all my days.

7. SIGHE.

O let not my suite come in 〈◊〉 to thee, but hear o my god, an •… to my soul I am, and will be thy 〈◊〉 from hell, thy port from the sea of 〈◊〉 world, and will bring thee to the •… ▪ of bliss.

A months mind.

•… o Think on death, & muse 〈◊〉 the grave, that the fear of death •… ay not be fierce when Christ shall call us out of this world, & is to be song in the tune of.

I said I will look to my way


PSALM XXXIX.
death I will be thy death (saith •… rist) for he is the death of death, the •… eath of sin, the life of man, & the breath of god for man to live there in world without end.

HAMBOROUGH Januarij 24. 1620.

To his much respected good friend Mr. THOMAS BARKER one of •… e assistants of the worthy company •… f the Merchants Aduenturers residing at Hamborough.

The blessing of both worlds in •… rist Jesus.

W Elbeloued. There is nothing more comfortable to a spiritual minded mā •… n to muse, & meditate of his •… arture hence into the blessed •… t of Christ in the other life: •… to a worldling that would •… ld up a rest for his body here, & •… g a requiem to his soul in this •… le of tears nothing is more fearful, & hiddeous then for hi •… to hear death spoken of. We m •… therefore examine our selves whether we can sing a song of •… in this exile, and banishment, whther we can solace our selves, in hymns, & songs of our ends, a •… departure hence. For we m •… hence Nothing more sure, but t •… time when, the place where, 〈◊〉 the manner how Nothing mor •… unsure. It is sufficient that g •… telleth us our life is but a flov •… that fadeth, an hour th •… passeth a shadow that depart •… a vanity that vexeth, a moment t •… warneth, a nothing when w •… have done all we can. For •… thoughts, our faults, our purpose •… our projects, our loves, our liu •… when our breath departet •… perisheth in the twinkling of O then let us meditate, & muse our selves, and sing, & say to our •… les, that our end, & the last •… ings are not the least, but the best •… ngs that we can consider of to •… rtifie us, & make us meet for •… e saving mercies of god in Christ, which I recomend you in my •… arest love, & rest.

Yours in life, & death. W. LOE.

The first muse.

1.
•… Eare soul thou hast thought of thy end
And now muse on the way,
•… he first part is a life well spent,
The last is deaths dooms day.
2.
•… all I call that the way of woe
By which we pass to bliss?
sure there is no way but that
To bring me where Christ is.
3.
•… nd what is death now dost thou think?
But down with all the sticks,
•… f which this earth, & tent of ours
Is made, that gainst god kicks.
4.
•… eath is the farewell of old friends,
Till they meet to be blest,
•… eath is the judge to quitt frō iayle,
The soul that longs for rest.
5.
Death makes the corps of cla •… 〈◊〉 slee •…
But wakes the soul to see,
Death pays the debt, & tears th •… bo •…
And all to set thee free.
6.
There is a death of deaths my soul
The death of hell, and woe,
But Christ his death hath paid fo •… th •…
His word doth tell thee soe.
7.
O Christ my soul doth think on th •…
And thanks thee day, and nigh •…
That thou hast r •… d me frō this deat •…
By thy great power, and might.

1. THOUGHT.

Thy Christ o soul hath set the •… free who through fear of death wer •… all their life time in bonds and thrall.

HEB. 2. 15.

The second muse.

1.
•… Muse my soul since thou art safe,
Get home ene to thy rest,
•… r god to praise in songs, & psalms
I hold it for the best.
2.
•… y soul howe canst thou fear to go
In steps where Christ hath bine;
•… e hath to grave led thee the way
O then leave of to sin.
3.
•… or hire of sin is death, and grave
To death are deep fell ways;
•… here needs no kinues, no cords, no swords,
It comes on nights, and days.
4.
•… ne by a slatt, a fly, a grape,
One by a bit of meat
•… ne by the air, a flower, a thorn
Comes to his doom so great.
5.
Why then my soul fear not th •… dea •…
The sting of it is lost
The bed of grave is sweet, and safe
Through Christ his care, & cost.
6.
Our sin made death our foe at last
Our friend Christ hath it made;
By death we pass the port of rest
When all things else do fade.
7.
What if this giude do lead my corps
Through grave both dark & fell •…
Whiles at that time my soul doth live
And with my Christ doth dw •… ll.

2. THOUGHT.

O my soul joy, & be glad for thy Christ hath made thee say to death, o death where is thy death, o grave where is thy power.

1. COR. 15. 55.

The third muse.

1.
WHat if my friends do mourn for me
And sobb, and sigh in moan;
What if my seed do cry, and roar,
And grieve, and wail, and groan?
2.
This while my soul sees him that was
Once dead but now doth live,
And that for aye my Christ in god,
My lord that life doth give.
3.
What care I who doth shut mine •… ies
Whē death doth make me see
As I am seen of god in Christ
And then with him shall be.
4.
What if my life the world do not
Set out in words, of fame
Whiles I live with the god of life
What care I for the same.
5.
If death showld still be foe to me
He harms but my worst part,
My best part far out of his reac •…
Scornes both his ruth, and dar •… .
6.
And more then this my corps once dea •…
Feeles no more sting of death,
But then my soul is free, and lives
In god by Christ his breath.
7.
Now then my soul sich thou do •… bea •…
Two things wrapped up in breast
Lett each part turn, and go, & se •…
His seat, his scite, his rest.

3. THOUGHT.

O god they that dwelt in a dark place by thee have seen the light, & they that walked in the shade of death though •… hast brought them to the light with great joy, & peace.

ESAY. 9. 2.

The fourth muse.

1.
SHrinke not dear soul at sight of death
Nor faint thou at gods call
•… owe oft hast thou hard bells to pass
For friends, for foes, for all.
2.
•… owe oft hast thou the sick bede seen
Of wights in woe most rife
•… owe oft have things bine done to death
And all to give thee life.
3.
•… nd canst thou hope that some way else
For thee is made in sense
Whē kings, & Prests, & rich, & poor
And all must thus go hence
4.
•… asse on my soul, & sing, & joy
In god that makes the grave,
A place for thee to pass to bliss
And knows what thou wouldst have.
5.
Howe oft hast thou seen eyes f •… clo •…
And heard by dint of sword
Howe oft vain men in field ha •… foug •…
In fence of a vain word
6.
What thē now dost thou fear my soul •…
The stage of death is bed,
And grave that rests our bones in pea •…
That here on earth have fed
7.
Let them fear death whose heart, & mind
Is more sick thē their face
Howe canst thou fear since now thy Christ
Hath shed his blood for grace.

4. THOUGHT.

O give me light that am set in a dark place, & shade of death, and giude me by thy good grace o Christ to the way of peace.

LUCK. 1. 79.

The fifth muse.

1.
WHat loss is this sweet soul to loose
This corps this flesh, this skinn?
•… hen thou shalt win thy god in Christ,
Thy self fred from thy sin.
2.
•… hen thou shalt see the souls the Saints
•… n joy, in rest, in bliss
•… hē thou this world a sea of sin
A sink, a stye, shalt miss?
3.
•… change most blest for thee to know
To rid thee of these rags.
•… nd thyself clad in robes of state
In spite of death his brags.
4.
•… his skin, this shame, this dust, this dung,
This earth, this mire, this clay
•… all shine as sun in rays of rest
When thou shalt see that day.
5.
Thine eyes that were full sad to 〈◊〉
Thine oft, and ill done deeds;
Shall then see Christ still in thy sigh •…
Where grace, & good still feeds.
6.
These ears that hear the ruth & rag •…
Of tongue, as hot as hell;
Shall then the voice of Christ sh •… he •…
And saints with him that dwell
7.
And thē this tongue that now dot •… pla •…
Of grief, of woe, of gall
Shall tune a part in that sweet qui •…
With Christ, with saints, with a •…

5. THOUGHT.

O my soul thy Christ hath took part with flesh, & blood, that by deat •… he might beat down him that had th •… power of death.

HEB. •… . 14.

The sixth muse.

1.
•… Owe what is death thē say my soul
Ist not a sleep in grave?
•… ey that did feel the worst of it
The style of sleep it gave.
2.
•… d ask thy corps, o my sweet soul
Whē full with toil of day,
•… it hath not bine glad to rest
As cloyd with a foul way.
3.
•… nd now in this sweet sleep of death
Thou art sure to be blest
•… hy like a child wilt thou not go
To this thy bed thy rest?
4.
•… idst thou ere see a bird in cage,
Sitt still with in the grate?
•… hat might fly forth to woods, to groves
To meet his love, his mate?
5.
Did Paul when god his gyues 〈◊〉 bu •…
And rid him out of iayle?
Crie out, & say, not yet o lord
I do not like this bail.
6.
Paul slepte twixt two that did 〈◊〉 keep
But whē that he was free
And rid frō iayle did he once tu •…
To iayle those bonds to see.
7.
O my sweet soul didst ere thou •…
At sea men sing their song •…
And whē to land they •… ane did gr •…
And tell their friends of wrong •…

6. THOUGHT.

O hear me o lord, my god, & 〈◊〉 light to mine eyes least I sleep the 〈◊〉 of death.

PSAL. 30. 3.

The seventh muse.

1.
•… st thou o soul no mind to rest
In all thy pain, and toil?
〈◊〉 wilt thou still go on, & drudge
〈◊〉 lott on sea, on soil.
2.
•… ve oft have wights in woe, & grief
〈◊〉 ought death to ease their pain
•… h death found thee, & wilt thou not
•… o go from grief be fain
3.
•… th name of death the fright my soul
•… hat if mē call sleep death
•… lt thou be fraid to close thine eyes
•… r fear to loose thy breath.
4.
•… hat hurt will come to thee by that
The first man was in sleep
•… ē god a wife made him for help
The man in joy to keep.
5.
And what if now thy god forth
Whilst thou dost sleep in gra •…
Doth make thy soul a spouse Ch •…
His face, his grace to have
6.
My death o soul but parts the fr •…
That each hath led the way,
And now shake hands but for sp •…
Till meet in rest thy may.
7.
Go then my soul to this sure gai •…
Part with a friend a space
The time will come when this •… d •…
Shall see thy Christ his face.

7. THOUGHT.

The due of sin my soul is d •… & grave, & hell. but the gift of god is l •… joy, and bliss by Christ my lord, & god

ROM, 6. 13.

The eight muse.

1.
TEll me my soul was thou not loath
At first to join with me?
•… hy now art loath to part with that,
Which much woe lets thee see.
2.
•… ost thou not hear the wise to say,
The day of death is chief;
•… d is more good then day of birth
Which brings thee woe, & grief,
3.
•… ost not thou trust the wise man's words
On throne in state in glee,
•… at thus did say of death, & birth
Then hark thou once to me.
4.
•… he lord of life that knew deaths force
Doth say that they are blest
•… hat die in god, our lord, our Christ
And from their woes have rest.
5.
O death howe sweet is that th •… rest
To wights in vale of tears
Howe sweet is thy grim face to those
That live in woe, & fears?
6.
O soul what man is so fell mad,
And so in soul cast down?
To hide himself in base things here
To loose by them a crown
7.
My soul then see, & say in fine
With men of gods own lore.
For me to die it is more good
Then live on this ville shore.

8. THOUGHT.

O my soul if by one man's sin death did reign by one, much more they which have much grace, & the gift of faith shall reign in life by one Christ my lord and god.

ROM. 5. 17.

The ninth muse.

1.
WHat ayles thee o my soul, my dear,
Such face, such fear to show?
Now death do come to cite thee home
Is all thy faith, but dew
2.
Is death soe fierce, soe fell, to eyes,
To thoughts that was soe free;
It is a shame to thee my soul
Thou dost no more Christ see.
3.
Where is thy faith? in words thou couldst
Call oft for death in life
Is all but talk? is all but smoke?
Where is thy hope so rife?
4.
Hath thy sweet Christ now sent for thee
And art thou loath to go?
Rouze up thyself for shame o soul
And do not serve him soe.
5.
O lord raise up this heart of mine
That faints, & droopes in death
O that I might thy cup once taste,
And live in thy sweet breath.
6.
The spright would come, but fles is wea •…
Lord help this guest of thine,
And rid her from this flesh of sin
Which is a brood of mine.
7.
I come to thee, o lord I come
Streach forth thine hand to me▪
O death, o grave where is thy sting
My crowene, my god I see.

9. THOUGHT.

They are blest that have a p •… t i •… the first life for on such the last dea •… shall have not strength but they shall b •… priests of god, and of Christ.

Apoc. 20. 6.
FINIS.

Alls Paul's Prayers.

Metphrased into words of one syllable of great Britons language, & are to be used by a devout Christian soul in his private soliloquies, & holy solaces with his god.

And are set to the tune of I love the lord because my voice.


PSALM CXVI.
O lord my god thou hast brought up my soul out of the grave & thou didst hold me from those that go down to the pit.

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. NICHOLAS BACKHOUSE •… archant one of the assistants of the worthy company of the Merchant Aduenturers residing at Hamborough.

The joy of Jerusalem, & peace of Zion.

M Uch endeered. The chiefest parts of gods service are either prayer •… r praise Prayer for what we want. Praise in thanks giving for what we have received.

The sweet singer of Israel in his heavenly composed hymes useth •… oth to pray to god, & to praise •… od. I need not recomend unto you prayer I hope you use it as I know you do publicly soe I doubt no •… but you use it also privately Preaching is gods speech to you Prayer is ours to him. Preaching belongs to me, I preach to you •… your pastor, & pray for you also Prayer belongs to you to pray for me, yourself, all yours, all go •… childrē. For the manner howe no •… better president, no more perfect pattern, then S. Paulls practice 〈◊〉 his prayers, which I have here metaphrased for you in the syllables of your own mother tongue. Go •… the father is the objecte of your prayers, & praises. God the son the presenter of them as the only master of requests in heaven. Go •… the holy ghost the very breath 〈◊〉 your prayers, the simle of you •… soul. Use this blessed exercise both of prayer, & praise. Be in love with it, & god will love you. To which love of his in this model of my best love to you I recomend your well disposed thoughts in the saving mercies of Christ Jesus your lord, & mine. Resting

To be required by you, or your friends in Christ's service W: LOE.

Eph. 1. 16. The first Prayer.

1.
I cease not to give thanks to thee
O god my god most just
For all thy gifts of grace, & love
To us that live in dust
2.
And lord I crave a glimpse of light
In Christ my lord thy son
That so my faith may see that sight,
And to it still may run.
3.
That I may know thy beck thy call
My hope, my help, my all.
That I may have thy power, & strength
To help me when I fall.
4.
For thou o god hast made us see
What thou hast wrought in love
For thy sweet spouse thy church thy wife
Thy joy, thy simle, thy dove.
5.
For thou hast set our Christ, o god
At thy right hand to shine
And thou to that place wilt us bring
For that dear love of thine.
6.
O god thou laidst my Christ fu •… low
With in the earth so dark
But thou didst raise him up on high
And settst him as a mark.
7.
On which we fixe our eyes of faith
Our harts, our minds, our love
O bring us all to him sweet god
That is our deer, our dove.
O god my heart is fixed on thee, and my tongue shall sing, & give praise to thy name for aye.

PSAL. 108. 1.

Eph. 3. 14. The second Prayer.

1.
I day by, day do bow to thee
And cease not in the night
To seek thee lord in all my thoughts
And muse of all thy might
2.
For of our Christ is nāde the church
Of us that live in clay,
And eke thy gaurd, & saints on high
That praise thee day, by day.
3.
Graūt us o lord that we may know
Thy grace, our good, our end
And that we may feel power, & strength
And Christ may be our friend
4.
Let him dwell in our harts o lord
And then we shall thee see,
With all thy saints in breadth, & length
In depth, in height, in glee.
5.
Then shall we know the love of Christ
That else is past our skill
The shalt thou fill us with thy grace
In him to do thy will.
6.
O lord for us this thou canst do
And more then all that is
Of thy good grace to work in us
In Christ howe should we miss.
7.
Praise be to thee in all the world,
Thy church do sing the same,
And age to age shall eke set forth
For aye, to ours, thy name.
O god thou art my god ere it be day will I seek thee my soul, & flesh do thirst, & long for thee as dry land which wants rain.

PSAL. 63. 1.

Phil. 1. 9. The third Prayer.

1.
GRaunt to us lord that love may dwell
In these poor tents of ours
For we must hence we know full
And fade as do the flowers
2.
And grant good lord that in thy love
It may grow more, & more
That we may know what things are ill
And lead not to thy lore.
3.
So may we in the day of doom
In Christ be void of shame
And filled with his fair fruits of love
May scape the rod of blame
4.
Then shall we sing the praise to thee
In midst of all thy Saints,
Then shall our souls be glad, & joy,
That now is weak, & faints.
5.
Icease not lord to pray for those
That seek, & sue to thee
That they may know howe safe, & sure
In Christ their souls may be
6.
And that we all may walk, and work
In word, in worth, in all
As he that hath us called to thi •…
And rid us of our thrall.
7.
Who hath us fred from power of death
Frō fogs, & dogs of hell▪
And set us by his chair of state
With Christ fotaye to dwell.
Save us o lord our god, & bring us from those that do not call on thee that we may call on thee, & laud, & praise •… hy name for aye.

PSAL. 106. 47.

The. 3. 11. The fourth Prayer.

1.
THe lord our god our strength & stay
Make us to love each one;
And make us know howe that we are
Made all of flesh, & bone.
2.
That soe we may grow up in grace
And firm in heart, & mind
That soe to all we may set forth
Our love both sure, & kind.
3.
Yea not to cease till that our lord
Do come in clouds full bright
To judge this earth, & all the folk
Yea all the world in sight.
4.
For is it not the love of Christ
Who did love us soe dear
That we through hope of grace in him
Should live void of base fear
5.
Lord be thou joy to all our harts
Our words, our works good make▪
That we may love, & live in thee
For thy son Christ his sake.
6.
O god of peace, of love, of life
Grant us to serve thee still
In spright, in soul, in heart, in mind
And this of thy good will.
7.
Yea keep us lord frō blame, & blott
Till Christ doth come in skey.
So shall we sure be of thy love
To live, when we shall die.
Hear me o lord, & that soon for my soul doth wax faint hide not thy face from me: Least I be like them that go down to the grave.

PSAL. 148. 7.

•… om. 7. 25. The fifth Prayer.

1.
•… thank thee lord that hast set now
In me a fight, a jar;
My mind, my flesh, do day by day
In strife set forth a war.
2.
My mind to thy sweet law gives way,
My flesh in thrall is brought,
My mind would keep thy law, thy lore.
And hath thy will still sought
3.
But my base flesh is prompt, & seeks
Thy law to cast me fro.
O god what shall I do in this?
With me the case is so.
4.
My mind would do the god full fain
That thy laws show to me
But still my flesh doth frett, & fume
Gainst this thy law to me
5.
For I do not that which I love,
But I do that I hate,
And all for that my mind is vext
With this my flesh my mate.
6.
What shall I do o lord my god
Ah wretch who sets thee free?
Frō this fell death of sin, & shame
That I thy grace may see.
7.
I thank my god who have me fie •…
For his son Christ his sake;
To him for aye both night, & day
My hymns, my songs I make.
O god that thou wouldst beat down the strong, & ill man that rules, & reigns in my weak flesh that I may say to him go far from me.

PSAL. 139. 19.

•… o. 16. 24. The sixth Prayer.

1.
THe grace of god be all my giude
His power be all my stay
His strength eke be to me a staff
By night, & eke by day,
2.
For he it is that hath me taught
That which the world nere knew
Till Christ our lord was made to us
Our lord, our god in vewe.
3.
To god in hymns still will I sing
His praise is all my mirth
The world shall set him forth in praise.
In all parts of the earth.
4.
If there be wight that lives in life
And doth not love our god
Let him taste of the lord of hosts
His curse, his wrath, his rod
5.
But let the love of god, & grace
Of Christ, be with you all
That love, & look, & long for him
To rid us of our thrall.
6.
And let our god that brought fro •… death
Our Christ, our grace, our bliss
Set us with saints in joy, in light
Whereas our Christ now is.
7.
So shall we tūe in that sweet qui •…
Midst of those saints in rest;
And see his saints in light of light
And so for aye be blest.
O god let them that hate thee flit from thy sight as the mist doth from the sun, but let them that love thee be glad, & joy in thee.

PSAL. 68. 1.

〈◊〉 . 13. 20. The seventh Prayer

1.
O God we are poor sheep that stray
In wods, in ways of sin
•… owe down thine ear to us, & hear
And rid us of this dinne.
2.
•… hat we may know thy grace in Christ
That keeps us as his flock.
•… hat leads us forth to streams of joy
And sets us on a rock.
3.
•… hat soe we may ore see this world
And all the things in it
•… nd then do place us up on high
With him in joy to sit.
4.
Graūt us good lord that we may see
The good that doth thee please
•… o shall we live in heart in mind
In joy, in rest, in ease.
5.
Grant lord what thou dost bid •… do •…
That we may do the same
Bid what thou wilt, & grant us grac •…
And we will praise thy name
6.
To Christ our lord the lamb of go •…
That shed his blood for sins,
To rid us from the feends of hell
And all their crafts, & ginns.
7.
Be praisd of us all times, & tyds
In woe, & eke in wealth
And let the folk on all the earth
Give laud to him for health.
O lord god of our health I cry d •… & night to thee, let my groans come nig •… to thee, & bow down thine ear to 〈◊〉 sighs that I make to thee.

The song of songs

Or the Canticle of Solomon between Christ, & his spouse, the two first chapters, & is set to the tune of, Blessed are they that perfect are


PSAL. CXIX. 1. part.

To his much esteemed good freend Mr. WILLIAM CHRISTMAS Merchant one of the deacons of the English Church residing at Hamborough:

Grace here, glory forever in Christ.

L Ouing, & beloved friend. The title of this heavenly hymn showeth the excellency thereof. For it is called the song of songs, or the Canticles of wise Soloman. The subject is most sacred, for it is the •… uptiall love song between Christ, & his spouse. Wherein their mutual loves by sweet resēblāces are mystically, & maruelously expressed What more comfortable song then to sing our harts love we bear to Christ in the blessed union by one spirit whereby we have everlasting life. Two of the first chapters of which song I have metaphrased into Monosyllables, which I have bequethed to your love as a sign of mine, & to seal both ours. Receaue it as the rest of your colleagues, for I wish you all the happiness of both worlds in the saving mercies of Christ t •… which I recommend you, & a •… that look upon you with love resting.

Yours because of Christ W. LOE.

The first Song.

The spouse speaks to Christ.

1.
O that thou wouldst on me so cast
Some looks of thy sweet love,
That thou mayest make me deer to thee
My heart with grace to move
2.
Thy love o Christ is far more dear,
And far more sveete to me
Then wealth, or wine, or limb, or life,
Or ought that I can see.
3.
The sweet that I smell of thy name
Is like an oil most pure,
And pourd it is on all thy saints
Such is thy love soe sure.
4.
O draw me, draw me, I will run
To bord, to bed with thee;
O pull me, pull me from my sin
O rid me, set me free.

The spouses speaks.

5.
The good are glad in thee, thy love
They long, and look for still
They walk to thee, they talk of thee
And all to do thy will.
6.
Grant this o Christ, and then we shall
Be all in all that is,
And thou shalt find that none of v •…
Of thy grace ought to miss.
7.
O show me, whom my soul doth love▪
Where thou dost feed at noon.
O why should I thus freet, & feel •…
The loss of thee so soon.

The second Song.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

1.
O Thou my church whom I do love
For whō I shed my blood
〈◊〉 thou know not what thou dost crave,
& hast not seen the good
2.
•… hen get thee to those flocks of mine
where as they feed by those
Whom I have set as giuds for them
That I in love have chose.
3.
•… here feed, & fat thyself with food,
That Saints do touch, do taste;
And tune their souls in thanks to me
For love that aye doth last.
4.
For deer thou art to me my love,
For shape, for strength, for speed:
That none is like to thee my deer
In thought, in word, in deed.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

5.
Those parts of thee where love doth look
Are set with pearls of grace
With stones of price, with chains of worth,
I love to see thy face.
6.
These signs of love, are seals to thee,
What shall be thine else where
When thou shalt shine in bliss with me
O spouse, my love most deer.
7.
There spangs, & specks of gold most pure
I will add to all the rest.
There shalt thou love, & live with me
And eke for aye be blest.

The third Song.

The spouse speaks to her mates.

1.
SEe now all ye that love the lord
Ye Nymphes, ye Mayds of grace
Whiles that my lord, & king now seems
Far of from me in place
2.
And is in midst of troops of saints
On high where he doth dwell;
Where all do tend on him in love,
Where all things sure goes well.
3.
Yet see his grace doth stoop to me,
I feel him with me here,
By power of spright, by gifts of light,
He comes to me most near.
4.
And though I be much joy to him,
Yet he is all to me;
As bunch of myrrh twixt both my breasts,
So sweet to heart is he

The spouse to her mates.

5.
Oh is there ought in the wide world
That smells, that smiles as he
Ah sweet, ah sweet my soul doth feel
His love a life to me.
6.
His love laid close to my poor heart
To sense gives such a touch.
That for his love to die, to die.
I would not think it much.
7.
Watch then, & wait ye maids that mourn
For this my love will come;
And judge he will in truth, & power
The folk both all, & some.

The fourth Song.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

1.
DEere spouse no love is lost on me
To me thou art most sweet,
To see thee clad in clothes of grace
With rings, & robes most meet.
2.
•… joy, I like, I love thee deer,
Howe fair, howe fresh art thou?
None like to thee in shine of face,
As I look on thee now.
3.
Howe chaste, howe choice art thou my deer?
Thine eyes like doves do look.
Thine heart, thy mind, thy thoughts, thy all.
I write thē in my book

The spouse speaks to Christ.

4.
Nay thou my deer thou art the chief
The choice, the sun, the shine.
From thee o Christ I have these rays
For they are none of mine

Christ speaks to his spouse.

5.
Thou art o Christ full of this grace
Thou art the sea the spring;
And from thee I do take these streams
& to thee thē do bring
6.
As thanks for all thy love to me,
And to thy saints each one;
Who troop in bands to serve thee still,
Though here they weep, & mone.
7.
For they are sure to rest in bliss
When thou shalt call them home
From out this sea of sobs, & sighs
That doth soe frett, & •… ome

The fifth Song.

CAP. 2.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

1.
DEere spouse I am both fair, and sweet
Of field I am the rose,
And sure all such as live by me
Full choice I am to those.
2.
All things else that this world hath, be
Vile weeds which are most base
•… am the sweet, the sense, the smell
That yield them all the grace.
3.
& thou o love art mongst the maids
All choice, & chief in vewe
Nought in the earth is like to thee,
In face, in shine, in hue.

The spouse speaks to Christ.

4.
•… thou my dear, that one I love
Thou art the tree of life;
Thy shade let sheeld me from all harms
And I will be thy wife.

The spouse speaks.

5.
Thou with thy spright shalt lead me forth
To the sweet streams of good,
And I shall be fresht with thy love
Wrought to me in thy blood.
6.
O stay me, stay me take a care,
O cheare my soul that faints,
O come for I am sick of love
To live in midst of saints.
7.
O put thy left hand to my head
Thy right hand to my side
O stay me up both head, & heart
And still be thou my giude.

The sixth Song.

The spouse speaks.

1.
•… charge ye o you souls of saints,
By roes, & hinds of love,
•… ache heed howe you do •… vex, & grieve
The spright of my sweet dove.
2.
•… ache heed you wrong not his great name,
with life soe lewd so vain
And do not dare to move his ire
Who would save you so fain.
3.
•… oe I do call, & he doth hear,
And sends to me his voice;
My moūts of sins, & hills of shame
Have not so loud a noice.
4.
Noah roe, no hind soe swift cā run
Nor make such speed as he
When I do call, or cr •… e for him
He comes, he runs to me.

The spouse speaks.

5.
And though this veil of my baseflesh
A full sight bares me fro,
Yet wit •… mine eye of •… aith, I look
On him that loves me soe.
6.
I see him as in a clear glass,
I see him shine full bright;
Through grates of words, & gates of life
My soul of him hath sight.
7.
And now me thinks I hear him▪ speak
And thus to me doth say
O church, o spouse lift up thy head
O fair one come thy way.

The seventh Song.

Christ speaks.

1.
•… he storm is past of grief, & woe
The spring of joy is seen
all things now are fresh, & fair
And full, & new, & green.
2.
•… n high is joy, on earth is peace,
To men a great good will;
•… d all the quire of saints do sing
To show their love, their skill.
3.
•… ot buds, but •… iggs, & fruits are seen
Of grace, of joy, of love;
come my deer, shake of thy sleep
Come on my milk white dove.
4.
•… let me hear thy voice my deer
O plye me with thy plaints,
•… look thou up though face be sad
I will place thee with my saints.

Christ speaks.

5.
O all ye that wish well to me,
And to my church, & name
Put frō my deer all those that seek •…
Her faith, her love to blame.

The spouse speaks.

6.
For he is mine by faith, & trust,
And I am his by love.
We both are one by his great pow •…
I long to see my do •… e.
7.
O come as swift as Roe, or Hind
My love, my life to me
Till day do break, till sun do •… shin •…
Till shade of death doth flee.

A Canticle, or song.

Of the third & fourth chapters of the song of Solomon being Meta •… hrased into Monosylables of Great Britons language, & is to be used by every devout soul in his private conference with his god.

And is set to the tune of Help lord for good, & godly men
PSAL. XII.

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. ISAAC LEE one of the assistants of the most worthy company of the merchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb:

Encrease of glory.

M Ore thē much beloved when god brought man forth at the first he put him not into a wilderness, but into a garden, a paradise, & place of pleasure whereby I see that his sacred majesty did not rejoice in the misery, but in the delight & happiness of his creatures. Cheerefulnes therefore pleaseth god better then dullness, 〈◊〉 & heaviness of heart. Let us be▪ godly, & good in our pleasures, & it will never displease our maker) neither will he grudge, or repin •… at our joy. To this purpose have I framed certain hymns for th •… private solace of such as shall take delight there in. One portion whereof I have consecrated to you▪ Let yt have acceptance of you by your practice of yt▪ I expect 〈◊〉 other guerdon for my pains. For the highest knows with what an honest heart I composed this, & the rest, & what a desire I had in the framing thereof for the good of many. I have ever hated epicurean resolution▪ Let us eat, & drink tomorrow we shall die. But I have ever loved entire 〈◊〉 exhortation. Let 〈◊〉 us pray, & praise god, To morrow we shall live For to love, is to live, & where we love, the •… e we live▪ If we love god, we shall live in him by our prayers, by our praises, & all by one spirit. O then let us so love him, that we may live in him in our daily voices, that they may be hard to his glory, our comfort, & good example of our brethren. The god of heaven joy your •… art in all your life, & in your death that we may all meet to sing together in the quire of heaven with the angels in the saving mercies of our Savior Christ.

Yours much more then mine own. W. LOE.

The first speech.

The spouse speaks to Christ.

1.
IN •… ed I sought my love by night,
But could not find him there,
I sought him but he was far off,
And did not come me near.
2.
I rose, & walked the streets to see
If my soul could him find
Whom I did want, yet found I not
The day star of my mind.
3.
Thē rā I straight to those that teach
And watch, & wait for me
And said to thē cā ye show now
Where I my love might see.
4.
And thus half spent with care, & cost,
My soul gan faint, & fail
Loe then my love did show himself,
& would not let me quail

The spouse speaks to Christ.

5.
So that by a new act of faith▪
I saw where he was not.
We miss him in our beds of rest
The world is not his lott.
6.
The streets are strayts of cost, & care
Where we do lose him quite,
But in the word, & soul of man
We feel him in his might.
7.
But whē I found him hold I took
Fast hold on him I laid,
Noah more to part with him at all
Then he to me thus said.

The second speech.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

1.
NOwe that my spouse hath toyld all night
And lokt, & longd for me.
I charge you all that are my friends,
And look to live in glee.
2.
Stir her not up, nor wake my deer
With toys, or tales of yore
But let her rest in peace, & joy,
And vex her now no more.
3.
Oh who is this that comes so fair
From out the foul worlds lane,
And hath shakt of her slough of sin
That would have been her bane
4.
It is my Church, my chair of state
Where I do love to be
It is my dove my stay my deer
It glads me her to see.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

5.
That is so quitt from world of woe •…
From sink of sin, & shame▪
She seeks to me for all her wants
She trusts to my great name,
6.
She smells as myrrh, & spice of cost
Gracd with my chains of love,
She is my spouse▪ no spot she hath,
She is my milk whit dove.
7.
All fair, and full of grace most bright
She comes, she rūns to me
Come on my deer, make thou no stay
Thy love, thy life to see.

The third speech.

The spouse speaks.

1.
O now my soul thou hast a glymse
Of joy that is on high,
O blest are they that vewe it all,
Or do that place come nigh.
2.
The courts on earth of kings most great
Are rich, & rare to vewe,
But this where my Christ rules, & reigns
For aye is fair, & new,
3.
The gard of this great court of state
Are Saints, & sprights of might
That do his will at all his beckes,
And dwell with him in light.
4.
The courts of kings are made with hands
Their care, their cost is vain,
But heres a Court not made by mē
Where my sweet Christ do reign.

The spouses speaketh.

5.
He in him self is all the state,
He gives his court the grace,
He is the light, the hight, the all,
That is still in that place
6.
Come forth ye Saints of god in▪ Christ,
& see this court of rays
O take a vewe of this your life
O seek it all your days.
7.
Christ is your Bride groome, & you are
To him a spouse most bright.
He hath you bought with blood most decree
And gaynd you with his might.

The fourth speech.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

1.
HOwe fair art thou my dear, my spouse
With out, & eke with in.
Howe void of filth, or spotts of shame
Of sink, or stench of sin.
2.
For I do purge thee of the same
My word doth make thee free,
& they that teach to thee my lore
Are all most sweet to thee
3.
Their speech is full of grace, & love
To those that hear the same
•… heir words are impt with zeal of love
To keep thee frō all blame
4.
Those that do rule, & giude the stearn
Are as the neck to head
They are both strong, & stout to gard
The souls that they have fed?

Christ speaks to his spouse.

5.
The two sweet books of league most new
Are breasts full fraught with milk,
And all that suck the ioyce of thē
Are clad in robes of silk.
6.
That is the grace of Saints, & such
Shall shine in rays of rest
Till day doth dawn, & shad doth fade,
And they for aye be blest.
7.
Thus art thou fair, my love in me
In thee there is no spot.
I will in bliss set thee my deer
Cleane void of sin, or blott.

The fifth speech.

Christ speaks still.

1.
O now my love I have thee sought,
And brought thee frō the lands
I have the led in bands of grace
From out the curse, & bands.
2.
To me from all parts of the earth
I will the giude, & call,
& quite thou shalt be frō the bands
Of them that did thee thra •… l.
3.
Who once did vex, & grieve thee sore
In bane, in blood, in woe,
But I will set thee safe from them,
And rid thee from thy foe.
4.
For thou my heart hast caught with love
One cast of thy fair e •… e
Of faith I mean doth wound my heart
which made me faint, & die

Christ speaks still.

5.
All sweets the world can yield to me
Are banes to thy sweet •… mell,
Thou art my spouse, in life, & death
The grave shall not thee quell.
6.
The words which from thy lips do drop
When thou dost pray, or praise.
Are far more sweet to me then sweets
That sun doth see by days
7.
Thou art a spring to me shut up
A well seald by my ring,
Frō whence doth flowe pure streams of love
To me thy lord, & king.

The sixth speech.

Christ speaks.

1.
THou art closd up my spouse, my Deere
That none might do thee ill,
That force of foes, nor rage of fēds
On thee might do their will.
2.
That no wild Boore of wood so fell
Thy roots, thy plants might mar
For I look on thee with mine eyes,
And vewe their ire a far.
3.
Thy plants are like sweet fruits of choice
My deer ones all they are
Of thee, & them, as of mine eyes
I watch, & have a care.
4.
Sweet sent as Myrrh, & cane ye yield
As all chief spice of choice
So are thy plants o Deere to me
For they do hear my voice.

Christ speaks.

5.
For taste, for touch, for smell, for hewe
Thy fruits are all most pure
I joy to see them in this plight,
And in my love so sure.
6.
From thee o spouse doth flowe full far
Thy streams to dales, & hills▪
And I the spring do flowe to thee
To sill thy spouts, thy rills.
7.
Who so of thee doth drink is drenched •…
And thirsts no more for aie
Thou art the streams of god to flow •…
To souls that faint in way.

The seventh speech.

The Church speaks to Christ.

1.
•… f I be then so sweet my deer
My Christ, my God, my Love
•… he breathe on me with thy sweet breath
That it my heart may move.
2.
•… all ye powers of my sweet god
Blowe on me North, & South
•… hat these my plants of my poor soul
May blest be by his mouth
3.
And make thē sweet to him, as are
The Plants of love, & grace
So shall my love joy still to come,
And glad him in this place.
4.
Yea he will come to me his own
which he hath bought full deer
And will take of the fruit that he
Hath made to him so near.

Christ speaks.

5.
I come my love to thee mine own
As thou hast called to me
And as thou wilt, so will I take
These fruits a part of thee.
6.
I see thy works, thy words, thy thoughts
They all to me are sweet,
For they are mine I gave thē thee,
And all else that is meet.
7.
Now all ye blest of me, & Saint •…
Cheere up, & glad your mind
That yett in this deer love of min •…
Such grace, & love do find.

A Canticle, or song.

Between Christ, & his church of the fifth, & sixth chapters of the Song of Solomon metaphrased into Monosyllabls of Great Britons language, & is to be used by every devout soul in his private conference with his god.

And is set to the tune of Lord be my judge, & thou shalt see
PSAL. CXXVI.

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. WALTER PELL one of the assistants of the most worthy company of the merchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb:

Joy of both worlds.

L Ouing friend. If you would die well, you must endeavor to live well. Then let your death be never so sudden, It will not come unexpected neither will you be unprepared. The days, & houers of days that you have spent in gods service either in praying, or praising him shall be so many cordials of comforts, •… consciences of well led purposes, & will so take up your heart in joy, & solace, that no terror of death, or darkness shall appale yt. Who would not then be busy in this so serious, so sacred a business? Let us never think to be soundly merry, if this be not our music. Reason, & Religion guides us here unto. For veary Reason showeth unto us that we must all die, & Religion enlighteneth us howe we may die well. Fools judge actions by events, But the wise for see by judgment of reason, & faith what will inevitably ensue. To this purpose all this is said. That as I have in mine endeered love sent you an introduction hereunto in this paper token so you would accept, & practice it. So shall I ever rest your votary praying to god for your eternal happiness in Christ Jesus his saving mercies.

Your perpetual votary. W. LOE.

The first speech.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

1.
I am come down o spouse most deer
To take those fruits of thine,
Which thou with heart of grace, & love
Dost know of erst were mine.
2.
I have thought well of all thy works,
As well of will as deed.
I drank thy wine with milk so sweet
With love they do me feed.
3.
o you my friends, & saints most blest
Cheere up yourselves with me,
And joy your harts with this my spouse
whose cates of love you see

The church speaks.

4.
When once this world had luld in sleep
Of sin, myself, my sense
Yet wakt mine heart to Christ my Deere,
& thou didst draw me thence.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

5.
Thou camst to me, & knockst full oft
At door of my poor heart
Thou knockst I say full oft my d •… re
And pearst me with thy dart.
6.
And saidst I will come, & lodge with thee,
And dwell with thee in grace.
Shut out the world, thy sins, thy shame▪
& let me come in place.
7.
For all the night I wait for thee,
My locks with dropps of pain
Are wett, & all to stay for thee
That I thy love might gain.

The second speech.

The Church speaks.

1.
I have put of my coat said I,
Howe shall I put it on.
My feet I washed, shall I them •… ile
Oh no, my love be gone.
2.
Thus did I plead for my long stay
For who so loves my deer
Must care, & cark, & strang things taste
Of woe him to come near.
3.
For clean of soil, of woe, & ill
Who lives that seeks my deer
No, No, the world will plague thē all
That serves our god in fear
4.
But whē my love these words did hear
He shrunk, & went me fro,
& hid him self, & spake no •… more
That I had searud him so.

The Church speaks.

5.
And then I rouzd my heart I yearnd
That had him lost so sone
I rose, & lokt, & chid myself
For that which I had done.
6.
I sought him but he hid him self,
And would not me come nigh
I roard, & cride, & vsd all means
I card not for to die.
7.
For that I had lost him my deer
That sought me for his dove,
But yet I found him not, nor knew
He hard my voice in love.

The third speech.

The church speaks still.

1.
THe men that should have had a care
They smote, & did me wound,
With words most false, & vain they sought,
To ding me to the ground.
2.
I charge you all that love the lord
If that you shall him find
Tell him howe sick I am of love
In heart, in soul, in mind.
3.
O what (say they) is this thy Deere
More then the sons of men
That thou art thus far gō in love,
And aye do not him ken.
4.
My love said I is white, & red
His face is pure, & bright
He is the chief, & choice, of all
In him is all the light

The church speaks still.

5.
For god in him is full, & fair
In grace, in face, in all.
His head fine gold, his locks 〈◊〉 flocks
In him there is no gall
6.
His eyes like doves full of pure love
His cheeks as beds of spice,
His lips as sweet, as flowers in May.
To me he is not nice.
7.
His hands are set with port, & pri •…
Pure myrrh doth dropp him fro
His will is rule of truth, & faith
This is most true I know

The fourth speech.

The spouses speaketh.

1.
Yea all his acts are firm, & strong
As set in gold most sure.
No show of change, but straight, & clear
Both sound, & safe, & pure
2.
His mouth is as sweet things of choice
Frō whence doth flowe my blysse
He is all sweet, in part, in whole,
And I poor soul am his.

A foreign congregatiō speaks.

3.
Since then o deer such is thy love,
Show us where he is found,
And we will seek this love with t •… ee
In all the world so round
4.
For nonee, but thee o church canst him
Make known, in word, in deed
O tell us then, & we will join,
And he shall be our meede.

The spouses speaketh.

5.
Thē said I to those that him sought
He is gone down to be
In beds of spice with souls, & saints
That is my love, thats he
6.
Yea I am his in his sweet love,
And he is mine by faith.
In spite of hell, or sin, or shame
His word to me so saith.
7.
And both of us are one in god,
And knitt in soul, & spright
By love most sweet, & joy of heart
I live still in his sight.

The fifth speech.

Christ speaks to his church

1.
Though thou my church didst me not seek,
But putts me far thee fro,
Yet now thou dost look back to me
I will not serve thee so.
2.
But I vill come, & dwell with thee
In grace, in love, in awe.
I will thee joy, in mirth, & glee,
And teach to thee my law.
3.
Turn back thine eyes frō me my deer
That are thus fixed on me
Thy strength of faith doth joy me so
That I mind none, but thee.
4.
The men that feed thy soul with food
Have all one heart, one tongue
They tune all like a quire of saints
They sound forth all one song.

Christ speaketh to his church.

5.
So that their pains are not 〈◊〉 vai •…
They bring to me much fruit.
They cry, & call to me for help,
And I do hear their suite.
6.
Thy locks, thy looks, are seen so fair
Thy blush, thy smile so sweet.
That I do joy in them that teach
Those things that are so meet
7.
Though kings, & Queens, & all folk else
My name, my love do use,
Yet on thee, on thee love I look
On thee I think I muse.

The •… ixt •… peach.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

1.
THou art my spouse most chaste most pure
Whom all the world doth love
Thou art my deer, my peer, my joy,
Noah spot in thee my Dove.
2.
Those that do look, & see thy face
Do praise, & plaud thee still,
And bless thee that hast god thy lord,
& didst yield to his will.
3.
& thus they say wrapped with thy state
Whats she so fair as morne
So pure as sūne, so bright as mone,
Of what state is she borne.
4.
Her face is fair through force of faith
She is most bright in heue
Yea in her looks is fear, & dread
To cause her foes to rue.

The spouse speaks to Christ.

5.
And thus all gast, & wrapped with sight
Of thy sweet port, & state
They stand in stond all pale, & wan
For thee they cannot mate.
6.
No more then glimpse of star cā dashe
The sūne in hight of skye,
Or light on earth the mone at full
Can dark or once come nigh.
7.
Cheare up thyself deer love I say
For though thou didst me miss▪
I mean not thee my love to leave
For all the world that is.

The seventh speech.

Christ speaks to his spouse

1.
•… did but go to see my vine
Howe it did bud, & sprout
To see what fruits my plants did yield
And howe they were come out.
2.
And now I see they bud, & blooe,
And yield me fruit good store.
•… le care for them, & they for me
That they may have the more.
3.
The souls that came to me of late
I prune, I plash, I purge
That they may bring forth far more fruit
With this my rod, & scourge.
4.
And now they are well grown my Deere
I hast, I run to thee,
With speed at need I hast, I post
With wings of wind to see.

Christ speaks to his spouse.

5.
What thou dost want, or wouldst now have
Speak love, I will give thee it.
Thou shalt not fear my love to thee
In rest by thee ile sit.
6.
Come then my love to me full fast
Let all Saints joy, & sing.
To house of god ile safe, & sound
My Deere shall my love bring.
7.
Now all ye Saints, & souls on high
Look, see, fixe fast your eye,
On this my love, mark well her grace.
No fault in her I spy.

A Canticle, or song.

Of the seventh, & eight chapters of the song of Solomon being Metaphrased into Monosylabls of great Britons language, & is to be used by every devout soul in his private conference with his god

And is set to the tune of Give thanks unto the lord our god.
PSAL. CVII.

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. WILLIAM WALCOT merchant, one of the most worthy company of Merchant Adventurers residing at Hamborough.

Happines forever.

K Ind friend. Forced favors were ever slighted, & thankles. But voluntary respects had ever with the best, and most noble minds courteous acceptāce howe small, & mean soever the thing was. For a mā to give his soul to his Creator when he sees he must die, & his goods to the poor, when he sees he must part with them, & to forgo our sin, w •… we can no longer follow yt are cold, yea unkind obediences. But for a young man to remember his creator in the days of his yout •… & in his best, & strongest age 〈◊〉 bequeath himself every day to god in prayer, & praise is thatreasonable, & seasonable sacrifice where with the most high is most pleased. To this purpose and no other god knoweth I have tendered these voluntary Essaies to diverse of my masters, & Tablebrothers. Let me not seem to to officious, while I desire to do good, & express my love. For 〈◊〉 unto the rest so unto you Beloved Gā-naunt have I sent this parcel. Receaue yt, as I mean yt both with hand, & heart, & then •… am assured; it will never repent you of your acceptation, nor me of my dedication. The great lord keeper of heaven, & earth keep you in his fear all the days of your life, & preserve you for his saving mercies in Christ Jesus in the end of your life, & forever.

Yours in Christ to be required. W. LOE.

The first speech.

Christ speaketh.

1.
Her feet are sweet, her gate a grace
All shod with Peace, & Truth,
Of gods own spell to run the race
Frō bane, & woe, & ruth.
2.
Her loins are girt fast with the same,
The price of it is rare.
The skill is framd with hand of might
All full of cost, & care
3.
Her womb like a round cup that wants
Noah wine to cheer her plants,
As heaps of wheat sot all with flowers
Pure graynes to help our wants
4.
Her breast the two sweet leagues of grace
Are as to twins of birth
Whose milk doth feed the babs of god
Which dwell here on the earth.

Christ speaketh.

5.
Those that do rule, & guide h •… folk •…
Like neck doth bear up head
So those do stay as tower of strength
Till they at full are fed.
6.
Her eyes are like two fonts most clea •…
In which we may well see
Our selves in face, in fact, in faith▪
And draw thence life, & glee,
7.
Her nose from whence we sent the good
Is as some tower of state
For she can Judge, & find it out
From time, to time past date

The second speech.

Christ speaks still.

1.
HEr tire of head is full of Grace
To all that do it see,
And I am tide by mine own will
O love to be with thee.
2.
O love howe full in all thy parts
Dwells love, & life by me
Howe sweet, & fair art thou in all
When I do look on thee,
3.
Thy growth is like a Palme tree tall,
For pressed, thou dost rise more
Thy teats are full of milk, & mirth
And yield thy babes great store
4.
I said I will go to my tree
And join me to my Palme,
& make it yield all salves for sores
To cure all wounds as Balm.

Christ speech still.

5.
And I will cause her for to ye •…
Good works of faith, & life▪
And w •… h her power to drive 〈◊〉 her
The sins that a •… e so rife▪
6.
The souls that thirsts shall have their fill▪
Her words shall spring a •… wine
By mouths of those that teach my lore,
And preach those laws of mi •… e
7.
Yea they shall cause the lipp •… of hi •…
That sleeps, & snorts in sin
To speak, & praise the god of 〈◊〉
That rouzd him from that di •… .

The third speech.

The church speaks.

1.
Such as I am, I am not mine,
But his that loud me deer,
In none, but him will I be glad,
None but him will I fear.
2.
For he once gave him self for me,
And made of me his choice.
Him will I hear, he is my deer,
Its life to hear his voice.
3.
•… come my love, lets lodge all night
In fields, in towns, lets go,
And see howe all our flocks do feed
Letts run as swift as roe.
4.
Up to the vines lets hast in morne,
And vewe howe they do bud,
And see the signs of fruits, & grace
And look if they be good.

The Church speaks.

5.
For hence we shall know full our time
When we shall join in one
In all the bliss that I have made
To quitt thee of thy mone.
6.
See love thy plants both in them selves
Do bud, & bloome most fresh,
And yield a sent to moe them by
That are but young, & neshe
7.
All plants that grow in us I keep,
Both old, & young I love,
And all for thee o Christ my god
Thy Grace, & looks to move.

The fourth speech.

The old Jewish Church speaketh.

1.
O that I might my Christ once see
Clad in this flesh of mine,
& find him here on earth to dwell
Made one, once of my line.
2.
Thē would I kiss, & cull my Deere
The world could not me touch,
But if it did I would not pass,
Nor think of it so much.
3.
Then would I bring thee to the light
Though now pent up in dark,
And then thou shouldst me teach to know
My Christ, my god, by mark
4.
Then would I feast thee with the best
with cupps of love, & grace.
Thē would the souls in Christ be glad
To vewe our rest, & place

The old Jewish church speaketh

5.
His left hand then should stay my head
His right hand stay my heart▪
& thē I would not fear the w •… d
Nor hell, nor death his dart.
6.
His heat would give me life half dead,
& raise me up clean gone,
His light would make me shine a •… pearl
O like him there is none
7.
charge you o ye saints that love
Dare not to grieve my decree▪
Nor once to stir him up in ire,
But learn his wrath to fear,

The fifth speech.

Christ speaketh▪

1.
WHo is this that from denns of sin
From lusts, & life most lewd
Doth •… and her self gainst all the ill▪
& shows her wrath, & feud
2.
I •… not my church? o it is she
Whom I have loud of old,
And did her take from powers of hell
When she was bought, & sold.
3.
And her frō ire of sin, & shame
Where she had fallen from me
I raisd to life from depth of hell.
I quitt, I set her free.
4.
For there by faith she leand on me,
And I to her gave way.
Then she to me did ope her heart▪
And thus to me did say.

The Iewisch church speaketh

5.
O set me as a sign, a seal
On heart, on arm, on all.
O hold me deer, my love, my Christ
For I to thee do call.
6.
Let naught me move from thy sweet love
Lest grief me gore, & woe,
For the least shade when thou art gone
Doth show to me my foe.
7.
The zeal where with I love my Deere
Is like the grave most •… ell
And burns me up like coles of fire
To save my soul from hell.

The sixth speech.

The Jewish church speaketh.

1.
YEa more then fire, or flame it is
Noah source can quench this love▪
〈◊〉 pains, no gains, or loss, or cross
From him my heart can move.
2.
•… oe wealth, no peelfe, no fear, no force
All this I scorn should me
•… nce move to think, or joy in▪ ought
But in his grace, & glee
3.
•… e have a plant deer love thou knowest
The church that thou hast chose,
•… rom out the Isles so far frō hence.
O we would not her lose.
4.
•… he is but small of growth as yet
For want of thy good grace,
•… ut if thou cast a look on her.
And let her see thy face.

The Jewish speaketh.

5.
Howe fresh, howe fair will the come forth
And grow, & bear to thee
H •… r buds, her blooms, her fruits of faith
All good, & fair to see,

Christ speaketh.

6.
If she be firm, & fast to me
As wall, as tower of strength
I will make her pure, & sure in league
By word, & deed at length.
7.
And if she will give way to me,
And to my words give ear
I will make her safe in league of peace
And she shall be my deer,

The seventh speech.

The Jewish Church speaketh.

1.
The faith, & love that thou dost seek
In her, thou findst in me
•… y plea of faith found Grace, & Peace,
& Iwas ioynd to thee.
2.
The want of words to feed thy saints
Which thou in her dost crave
•… s not in me to do thy will
Howe then should, she it have.
3.
Grat thee to her thy Grace in good
And she will to thee bend.
•… he will thee serve in word, & deed
If thou thy grace her send

Christ speaketh

4.
My spouse is as a vine to me,
She flowers, & fruits doth yield
•… he is the corn that brings me thrift
& grows fair in my field.

The Jewish church speaketh.

5.
My vine shall aye be in my sight,
Yea till the world have end.
I will it dress, & keep myself,
And grace, & peace it lend.
6.
Since thus I care for thee my deer
Shew thou thy love in praise,
& teach my name, my fame to all▪
So long as last thy days.

The spouse speaketh.

7.
If thou my deer wouldst have 〈◊〉 do •…
As thou hast bid to me,
Then grant me grace to act the sam •…
And thou it sone shalt see.

A METAPHRASE.

Of the first, and second chap •… ers of Jeremiah's Lamentations for •… he sacking, & burning of Jerusalem, and •… he temple, by Nebuchadnezzar king of Babel, and by Nebuzaradan the captain of his gard, put into monosyllables of great Britons language.

And is set to the tune of I lift mine heart to thee.
PSAL. XXV.

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. EDWARD MEEDE one of the assistants of the most worthy company of Merchants Aduenturers residing at Hamborough.

Grace in this world, and joy in the other.

A LL happiness in the lord Jesus. I present unto you a part of Jeremiah's Lamentations metaphrased. You may see herein my true heart unto you all. In the midst of lamentable discōtents I tuned my soul, tongue, & pen to the land of god. And the rather in these lamentations for that they sorted some what to my retired meditations. One time, or other all men are not as they would be. It is the condition of gods children. Happy is that man that can use gods scourge to his amen dement. The great moderator of all things knows his children fittest to be made palms, to be spread with burdens, & weights, & not to be Olives. That so we might more think of our victory, then of our rest. It is enough for us that we shall once triumph in heaven, & rest for all. To this holy rest, and eternal tranquility godgiude us all, into whose blessed keeping I recommend you in Christ saving mercies. And rest.

Yours much devoted. W. LOE.

The first depth.

FRō dumps, & dooms of woe
From depth of wrath, & •… re
we call, we cry, we roar o lord
With zeal as hot as fire.
The state where once thy name
Was great in light of grace
Is led a slave by force of war
A curse is in the place.
Our streeats that flocked with folk
Most rich, in cloths most gay.
Are now made void, & laid full wast
By night, and eke, by day.
We that did rule, and reign▪
And brusd the world wi •… might
Do now pay tax, & tole, & disme
By force of arms in spite.
We weep full sore all night,
By day our tears do fall
Our eyes are sore, our cheeks are wett
Yet on the lord we call.
They that did love us once,
& were our friends in show
Are turned to gall▪ and do us kill
As ferce as doth our foe.

The second depth

OUr prince is made a slave
To sit with folk most base,
We find no rest but woe and moan,
& shame doth fill our face.
our sin, our sin hath greeud
The lord of hosts full sore.
Our shame, our shame for that doth come.
On us now more, and more.
Our things of worth the foe
Hath seizd all to his hand
They stain the church of thy great name
We cā them not with stand.
The facts that we have done
Are all filths in his sight.
He plucks us down, & none doth build,
Not one will do us right.
We sighe for bread in want
We give our wealth for yt.
O help sweet lord for we are vile
O draw us from this pit.
O let all those that pass
Look on my woe, & see
If ere they saw the like of this
That now is done to me.

The third depth.

IN all my bones is fire
A net my feet hath caught
God turns his face, & makes me faint
His wrath it hath me taught.
His hand is on my neck,
His yoke hath bound me sore
He bears his hand so hard on me
That I can rise no more.
My men of force are gone,
My young men crushed with might
My maids, & babes are trod to dust
And all this in my sight.
For these things weeps mine eye •…
My soul is far from glee
The foe doth force me to this woe▪
And none doth care for me.
We stretch our hands for help▪
And none doth take a care
We are as is the filth of all
They look not howe we fare
Yet thou art just o lord
For we have gone from thee
Thou wilt us help for this at last.
O show thy face to me.

The fourth dept.

MY Preests gave up the ghost
While they did seek for meat
The old men eke gave up their breath
O lord our woe is great.
I am in grief o lord
Mine heart is filled with woe
The sword doth kill, & Death doth rage.
For that thou art my foe.
When I do sigh, & groan
Noah eye doth care for me.
My foes do joy, & glad themselves
My woe, & moan to see.
O let my sighs o lord,
Loud cry make in thine 〈◊〉
I have done ill, cleāse me of that
And rid mine eyes frō tear •… .
O lord why with a cloud,
So black of wrath, & ire
Hast thou us clad, and cast us down
Why are we burnt with fire?
The lord doth raze our race,
Our stock, our flock, our all;
Down to the ground he dings us fast
Our prince, our peers do fall.

The fifth depth.

THe strength of all our house
Is spent, yea all is gone
•… he lords ferce wrath hath cut us of
To help us there is none.
•… e bends his bow at us
He shoots us through full sore
He kills the choice of all our flock
O lord what wilt thou more?
Our forts of fence, & strength
Our fields so fresh, so full
•… re all laid wast, our goods, our babes
Our foes from us do pull.
The king, & Preest at once
The church, & state do wai •…
The days of feasts are turned to fa •…
The lord he doth us quail.
The lord hath cast down all
They roar, & make a noice
With in thy house o'god ou •… king
Where once was hard our voice
Our, wall, our wealth, our state,
Our god will lay full low.
His hand is bent to stricke us all
Thy will o lord is so.

The sixth depth.

The law, and all is gone
Noah priest, no peer of light
•… he lord hath rid us of them all
Not one doth come in sight.
The grave men of our state
The sage, & such as giude
•… oe sit on ground in dust, & clay
With sack they cloth their side
•… ine eyes to see this fail,
with tears they drope, & melt
•… he babes do sown in midst of street
Such woe, & want they felt.
•… hey cry for bread, for drink
To all that stand them nigh,
And in their lapps that gave thē suck
They faint, & fail, & die.
What woe is like to ours?
Our breach as seas do roa •…
Theres none can help, or heal our woe •…
O lord our grief is sore.
They that should see, & say,
And tell us of our sin
Have taught us things both vil •… & vain •…
Noah good we find there 〈◊〉
All such as pass us by
Do scoff at us, & mock
Is this the place say they 〈◊〉 strengt •…
Is this the whole earths rock •…

The seventh depth.

Our foes do hi •… se, & gnash
Their teeth, & thus do say
•… his is the day we have sought for
To bring thee down for aye
•… ut lord this is thine act
To throw us down each one
•… days of old it was thy will
To bruise us bone by done.
Our tears do shower on us
To thee our harts do cry
•… y day, & night we take no rest
Our souls do faint, & die.
We cry out in the night
Like babes we hold up hands
We faint for want of bread o lord
O rid us of these bands
O see sweet lord the babes
That are but a span long
We eat for food, our Pree •… are slay •…
And cast out as the donge.
The young, & old on ground
Are cast, & •… aint, & die
Our maids so fresh, so fair in hew •…
Are killed, & cast them by▪
Naught else but fears o lord
Do wake us day, & night
It is the day of thy ferce wrat •…
Of foes, of war, of spite.

A METAPHRASE.

•… F THE THIRD Chap •… r of Jeremiah's Lamentations for •… e sacking, & burning of Jerusalem, and 〈◊〉 temple, by Nebuchadnezzar king of •… abell, and by Nebuzaradan the captain of his gard, put into monosyllables of great Britons language.

And is set to the tune of I lift mine heart to thee.
PSAL. XXV.

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. JOHN GREENWELL on of the Assistants of the most worthy company of merchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb:

All joy, & happiness in Christ.

W Elbeloued in the lord. We are all strangers here in the earth, our home is above in heaven. It was a great grief to gods Israel to tune the songs of Zion in a strange country. Howe then is it with us, that we like so well of the things here, & think not of the blessings above. Jerusalem was once the mistrisse of the world, th •… Metropolis of the earth, & ye •… when the worlds darling fo •… gatt god she was laid in the dus •… That is the cause of the Prophe •… lamentation. Indeed who would not shower down tears to 〈◊〉 the holy place de •… iled, & Ierusa •… made an heap of stones? But we see no place be it never so glorio •… in our eyes, no persons be they never so gracious in the sight of men that can escape gods 〈◊〉 whē he will scourge The Turks have encroched into Christendom, & made that •… itty of Constantinople which was once the glory of the east, a veary cage of unclean Mohammedans. What Christians heart doth not bleed to see yt? to hear of yt? We have cause to lament this. The prophe •… •… ad reason to condole that. O that our harts were touched with remorse for the poor distressed Christians that live tributaries to the misbeleeuing. Turk. Consider in these hymns the condition of gods people so subjecte to moan & misery. God direct all our •… arts toward him in wealth, in woe, in all. And so I commending you to god with the rest▪ in the saving mercies of Jesus Christ, Am.

Yours because of Christ. W. LOE.

The first depth.

1.
I am the man o lord
Have felt thy wrath, thy rod
O send me help in this my woe
My lord, my Christ, my god.
2.
Thy storms, & clouds of ire
Do beat me day, & night
Thou shewst me woe, & wast, & war
And hidst from me the light.
3.
All the day long o lord
Thine hand is turned gainst me
Noah help, no hope, no joy, no mirth
That I poor wretch can see.
4.
My flesh, & skin are vile▪
And parched as in a drought,
My bones, my heart are broke 〈◊〉 〈◊〉
This lord thy wrath hath wroug •…
5.
O lord thou makst a fo •…
With me to war, & fight
With gall▪ & grief thou dost me 〈◊〉
And none will do me right▪
6.
As they that long are dead,
And clean cast out of mind
So am I set in night of death
With w •… , & grief all pind.

The second depth.

1.
AN hedge is pight me round
To close me in this woe
•… can'not stir thy chains me bind
O lord what shall I do?
2.
And when I cry, & roar
In all my grief, & gall
He shutts me out, & will not hear
Ne cares he for my call.
3.
He ramzes me in so fast.
With stones, & clay full thick
My paths he crokes, & gives no ease
My soul is faint, & sick.
4.
As bears do tear their pray,
And wait more blood to spill
So hath my foes me rent, & tom •…
As if it were thy will.
5.
I piece, by piece am hald,
And pulled by hand to rags
I by myself do sit, & weep,
While my foe sits, & brags.
6.
Thy bow o lord is bent,
To shoot at my pale face
I am a mark for shafts to hit
O yett show me some grace.

The third depth.

1.
FOr see the shafts do stick
In all my reins through out
I am the butt, & none but I
At which shoots all the rout.
2.
My foes make me their jest
And song by night, & day
Where is thy god, thy lord, thy help
Thus they to me do say.
3.
Mine heart is fraught with gall,
My blood is drunk up still
With shame, & grief I wail, & wast
Make hast me lord to kill
4.
My strength is dashed, my teeth
Are broke with in my head
Thou laist on load on me poor
I wish I were clean dead 〈◊〉
5.
My soul doth not once hear
Of peace, of grace, of light
I can▪not call to mind my state
That once I had in sight.
6.
O lord my strength, my hope▪
My help I look from thee.
But all is gone, & there is none
That cares, nor looks to me▪

The fourth depth.

1.
•… call to mind sweet god
This moan, this woe of mine
•… his gall, this grief, this plaint, this cry
For I o lord am thine
2.
•… y soul is faint, & fails
When I to mind do call
•… y grief hath made me cry, and roar
To see my woe, & fall.
3.
•… et have I hope in thee
That thou wilt help at last,
〈◊〉 wilt not quite my soul for aye
From thy sweet sight out cast.
4.
It is thy love o lord
That I am not quite fold,
And rid from earth, both branch & root
And closd up in the mold.
5.
Thou failst me not in morne,
All night I feel thy stay,
Thy hand is great, & in thy truth
Thou hearst what I do say.
6.
For thou o lord art mine
My soul doth hope in thee
Thou art my lot, my land, my rent
Once more lord set me free

The fifth depth.

1.
O thou art good o lord
To them that wait, & tend
To souls that seek, & sue to thee
Thou dost thy grace down send
2.
It is right good o lord
To hope for help from thee
For of thee lord is all man's good
O show thy smile to me.
3.
It is full good for man
In youth to bear thy rod
For he shall learn there by to know
The lord to be his god.
4.
Then sits he pale, & wan▪
And mute without a pe •… are
He will take heed all times that 〈◊〉
Do searue the lord in fear
5.
And if he see theres hope
His mouth from dust will cry,
And to the lord make plaint, & 〈◊〉
To day that he doth die.
6.
He gives his cheek to such
As smite him, & do taunt
He will not give his ear to those
That vain & vile things cha •…

The sixth depth.

1.
•… He lord doth not for aye
Cast of his choice of men
•… ut though they grieve yet in his time.
He takes them from that den.
2.
•… or by his will the lord
Greeues not his flock at all
•… ot doth he crush the sons of mē
When they on him do call.
3.
•… e rights men in their ill▪
The face of the most high
•… set to help the flock of Christ
Yea he will draw them nigh.
4.
Out of gods own sweet mo •…
Comes forth not good, & ill
When we are plagud it is our 〈◊〉
That doth our dear souls kill▪
5.
Let us then search our ways,
And turn to our good god
So shall he quite put far from
His scourge, his plague, his 〈◊〉
6.
Lift up both hand, & heart
To him that dwells on hi •…
And show our sins, ours 〈◊〉 〈◊〉
Least that for them we die.

The seventh depth.

1.
•… Hou hast us slain o lord
And hidst us with a cloud
•… that our suit comes not to thee
Though we do cry full loud
2.
•… e are as dross, and dung,
Our foes do on us rage
fear, & snare is come on us,
And that from age, to age.
3.
•… ine eyes cease not to weep
But day, by day we moan
•… ill thou o lord dost look from high,
& ease us of our groan.
4.
My eyes, and heart do ache,
The one with tears doth run •…
My heart it sobbs, & sighs full so •…
For that which I have done.
5.
Men chase me like a bird,
They have cut of my life
They cast great stones to keep m •… dow •…
They kill me in their strife.
6.
Yet from these depths o lord
I have called on thy name
Thou to my voice wilt give an 〈◊〉
And ease me of the same.

The eight depth.

1.
THou wontst to say, Fear not,
Thou wontst my cause to plead
•… nd to the streams of love, & life
Thou wast wont me to lead.
2.
•… lord my wrong thou seest
Judge thou my cause with those.
•… hat gape, & hope to eat me up
With rage they do me close
3.
•… hou lord hast hard their cries
Howe they do rage, & roar
•… owe they do spite, & spitt at me
And rave still more, & more.
4.
They make their songs on me
They jest, & gibe, & mock
When they sit down, or rise, 〈◊〉 wall •…
They flout, they fear thy floc •…
5.
Give them their lott o lord,
Look on the work the wroug •…
Give them thy curse with greef of ha •…
That have my woe thus sough •…
6.
Cast them all clean from thee
Let not the earth them bear
For that they do not seek to the
But rage without all fear.

A METAPHRASE.

Of the fourth, and fifth Chapters of Jeremiah's Lamentations for the sacking, & burning of Jerusalem, and the temple▪ by Nebuchadnezzar king of Babel, and by Nebuzaradan the captain of 〈◊〉 gard, put into monosyllables of great Britons language.

And is set to the tune of I lift mine heart to thee.
PSAL. xxv.

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. JOHN STAMPE, merchant one of the company of the Merchants-Adventurers residing at Hamborough.

Eternal bliss in Christ Jesus.

M YNE unfeigned love in Christ unto you. Noah wise man would sell his thoughts for all the world. For as they are much pleasing to a man's self so are they beneficial unto others. I little thought whe I began to make an Essay into this business that it would have enlarged it self into eleven branches. What it is, & as it is▪ Even the all of it I devote to all my table-brothers▪ Wherein yourself have a part. I shall desire your aecentance with the rest And even so herein I commond my love to you, my lines to the worlds rensure, & the use of thē to gods children; for whose s •… ke I have endeavored this Thus 〈◊〉 my prayers for your succesfu •… prosperity in all things. I leave yo •… to gods saving grace. Remaying

Your affectionate W. LOE.

The first depth.

1.
HOwe is our gold so dymme?
The fine gold howe ist lost?
The stones of the lords house are wast
This is our case, our cost.
2.
Our sons that were so strong
Are trod as clay in street,
And as the potts so are they broke
They crush thē with their feet.
3.
The forms of fish in sea,
That are most strange to see
Yea they to young ones yield their breasts
with us this may not be.
4.
The babe that sucks is dry,
For bread the young ones cry,
But bread, & breast they can hau •… no •…
And so they faint, & die.
5.
They that did feed most fine
The crusts most course would have▪
They that put on their robs of silk •…
The pigs •… oote seeks, & crave▪
6.
The woe that we do bere
Is far more great then when
our god did rain fell fire frō skey,
And burnt the sons of men.

The second depth.

1.
THey that were pure as snow,
And white as is the milk
That looked so red, so fresh, so fair,
And clad them selves with silk.
2.
They are as black as cole,
By face they are not known;
Their skin is parched, & cleaves to bones
They wail, they weep, they moan.
3.
They whom the sword doth kill
We count in a good case,
•… or they that live do pine for want,
Both they, & all their race.
4.
The babes that suck the 〈◊〉
We seeth for meat in po •… ,
Or else we pine for want of 〈◊〉
Our limbs do fade, & r •… .
5.
The lord is wrath with us,
On us he shoures his ire,
And we are clean put out of 〈◊〉
He burns us up with fire.
6.
The kings of all the earth
Do stand in maze to see.
Our foes march in our streats 〈◊〉 ro •…
& we poor souls to flee

The third depth.

1.
BUt this is come to us
For that we shed the blood
Of such as were most near to god,
And showed us all the good,
2.
The blood I say of them
Doth cry gainst us to god,
And now we feel his hand of ire
His scourge, his whipe, his rod.
3.
This blood of men so just,
Hath bine our bane, our woe,
And made us turn our backs frō such
As made them selves our foe.
4.
For we card not for Preeste.
Nor those that did us good,
But were both ferce, & fell to them
We strove to sheed their blood.
5.
For this our eyes do watch,
And wait, & still do fail.
No help, no hand is strecht to •…
And so we faint, & quail.
6.
The foe doth hunt our steps
As we go in the street
They kill, they cry, they roar on v •…
They tread us with their feet

The fourth depth.

1.
THey hunt us in the fields
On hills in dales they kill
We dare not once loke out of door
Our streats with dead they fill.
2.
The breath of all our lives
Is caught fast in their snare,
And left he is in plight full ill,
Both base, & poor, & bare.
3.
Let these be glad that dwell
Far of out of this place
Take heed least you do move the lord.
Gainst you to turn his face.
4.
For he hath plagud us sore
For all our sins, & ill,
And yet we hope he will lokeb •…
And cease our folk to ki •… .

The V. CAP.

5.
O lord call thou to mind
What is come on us all
Take heed to us that in our w •…
To none but thee do call.
6.
Our lands, our rents, our all
The foe from us do take.
The folk that are to us most strang
A prey of us do make.

The fifth •… depth.

1.
Our babes do know no sires,
And they that gave the breast
Do sit, and sighe, & roar, & cry,
Ne can they take their rest.
2.
Our drink to us is sold,
Our wood we buy full dear,
And all this ill is come on us
For th •… e we did not fear.
3.
Our necks are pressed with yokes
On us they lie full sore.
We moile, & toil, & have no rest
O lord what wilt thou mor •…
4.
To those that be our foes
For bread we give our hands
They tire on us, & make a prey,
They break in to our lands.
5.
They that are dead, & gone,
O lord have done the sin,
And we poor souls do pay the price,
These take us in their gin.
6.
Base slaves whom we did beat,
Ore us now rule, and tire,
& there is none that doth us help
Our feet sticks in the mire.

The sixth depth.

1.
OUr bread we get with dread,
It costs us half our life
•… e wail in midst of woe, & waste
All night, all day in strife.
2.
Our skin like to a Moore
Is black for want of meat
Our parts are parched to skin, and bone
Thy wrath o lord is great.
3.
Our maids they make a prey
To serve their minds, & lusts
Our wives they wrong in all our sights,
Yet lord thy hand is just.
4.
By hand our prince they hang,
The old men they do scorn
Our gree •… e doth last till it be night,
And eke till it be morne.
4.
They make our young on •… 〈◊〉
And toil like horse in mill.
Their backs they load with bat •… of 〈◊〉
Till that they do them kill.
5.
The old men sit no more
To judge the cause in gate
The young mē wail that wont to sing
Oh when will be our date
6.
Our joy of heart is gone •…
Our dance is turned to moan
our minds do muse of naught but woe
We sit, & sighe, & groan.

The seventh depth.

1.
THe crown is gone from us,
And all the rule is fled,
What shall we do o lord our god
Our sin hath struck us dead.
2.
For sin our heart is faint,
For sin our eyes are dymme,
For sin our foes do war on us,
And rend us limb, by limb.
3.
Our hills, and dales are waste
The fox do room, & range,
These things to see our harts do bleed,
To us it is most strange.
4.
Yet lord thou art for aye,
Thy throne is set full sure
Thou canst us help, when hope is gone
O lord now do us cure.
5.
Why then dost hide thy face?
And wilt not on us look
Thou wilt at last thy grace us give
That is wrote in thy book.
6.
Turn to us lord we pray,
And then we shall see grace,
O give to us the days of old,
Thy name set in this place.
7.
What shall thy wrath like fire
Still last, and burn, & kill
O cease sweet lord we do thee pray
So shalt thou find no ill.

Seven dumps

ON THE SEAUEN WORDS •… hat Christ spake on the cross which show the seven depths of the laws curse, which our lord did feel for our sins.

And is set to the tune of I lift mine heart to thee.


PSAL. XXV.

To his much esteemed good friend Mr. GEORGE FRANKLYN on of the Assistants of the most worthy company of merchants-Adventurers residing at Hamb:

Grace here, Glory hereafter in Christ.

L Ouing, and beloved. The words of a dying father, or of a dying friend are wont to take deep impression in the minds, & memories of good natures. Whose words shall pierce, if the words of our Christ our dying Christ, and that for us, & his last also. Whose I say if not his? To you I send the last words of Christ, in the last place, yet you are not the least in my love. The first in intention, is last in excecution. And nothing is conveayed to the intellectual powers that is not first in the sensible parts. It was gods purpose of our Christ even in the creatiō, that he should be thus upon the cross. See then your Christ at his last. Tune your doleful dumps to a sad soul, and joy in sobbs. For he prays, cries, yells, promiseth, perfecteth all, that we may be all in all with god. What can be more? Christ passion is the model of our profession, yea the medall of our perfection. For gods strength is perfected in our weakness.

We may sow in tears, we shall reap in joy. Let my spring be wett so that I may have a plentiful Autume I care not. Vir dolorum can best tune his voice to dolours. If god will have it so, His will be done. He did so with his own. We cannot imagine our condition free. God giude us through all by his saving grace, To which I shall ever recommend you, and rest.

Your more then much affectionate. W. LOE.

1.
O god my soul lift up,
& stretch mine heart in twain
That it may feel, & fail, & die
For life is in this pain.
2.
My poor heart is so full,
& fraught with thought of thee
That its nigh rent to see thy love
So much, so main for me
3.
O take thy cross, and nails,
And strain my heart at length
That thy dear love may not be pent,
But show my soul thy strength
4.
And now my thoughts are free
Thy love to vewe in sight
My heart doth pant for that no more
It feels here of thy might
5.
O fill my heart once more,
And stretch, & strain it still
That I may loath, & love no more
My sin that brought this ill.
6.
But I want space in heart,
And grace in all my life,
To end my smart in sight of this,
And sins that are so rife.
7.
But since my heart o god
Holds not a sight of thee
O do thou lord hold fast my heart
And show thy love to me.

The first Dumpe.

ON THE FIRST WORD.

Father forgive them for they know not what they do.

Luck 23. verse 34.
1.
WHat voice is this so shrill,
That soūds thus in mine ear
O put from them their sins o god
That knows not whats thy fear.
2.
Is not thy voice o Christ?
On cross when thou didst hang,
And eke for those that did thee kill
Ist not thy voice that sang?
3.
A tune to god on high,
With which his ear was pleasd,
To see thy deer love stretch so far
& made the world so easd.
4.
They knew not what they did
Was ere such a thing seen.
To pray for those that made a prey
In woes so sharp so keen.
5.
O soul full oft thou hast
Not known what thou hast done
Noah way for help to cure that grief
But in thy Christ gods son.
6.
O pray my soul for them
That hate thee to the grave,
And let not wrath lodge with thee once
Its Christ that must thee save.
7.
When foes do curse, bless them
For Christ hath taught thee so;
who prayed for such as did him kill
And brought to curse, & woe.

The next dumpe.

ON THE NEXT WORD.

Verily I say unto thee, This day shalt thou be with me in paradise.

Luck. 23. v. 43.
1.
O soul look up to this,
And hark what voice thou hearst,
Thy Christ in midst of gripes of death
Doth hear, what ist thou fearst?
2.
Then sure he will thee hear,
And give ear to thy cry,
Now that he sits on throne in state
& is thy god so nigh.
3.
A thief doth cry, & call,
Christ hears him by, and by
O soul thy Christ will hear thee sure
If thou dost call, & cry
4.
O learn it is but one
To whom Christ grants an ear
That sued to him in death at last,
And sought him in his fear.
5.
Yet it is one my soul
Least thou shouldst faint, & die,
And that thy Christ would not thee hear
In death when thou shalt cry.
6.
And yet it is but one,
Least soul thou shouldst be proud,
And think that god would hear thee still
When that thy cry is loud
7.
O learn sweet soul by this
To sue to god in life,
& drive not of till death do come
To die in jar, & strife.

The third Dumpe.

ON THE THIRD WORD.

Behold thy mother, Behold thy son.

John. 19. v. 26. 27
1.
SEe soul if ere the like
Was hard that now is seen.
That Christ should care in midst of death,
And griefs that were so keen.
2.
For those that could not help,
But saw him in that plight.
Burst soul, and die to see his love
To her that bare his might.
3.
And eke to him whose lone
Was fixed sure in his breast
That Christ should care in midst of grief
That he should live in rest
4.
She that whose seed did bruise
The head of hell, & death
Hath heart all pressed with woe, and grief
To see Christ lose his breath
5.
O child see that thou love,
And loke, and long for good
To those that have thee borne, & bred,
& are thee nigh in blood.
6.
Shall not our Christ love those
Think you, that searue him still,
And have a care of all such folk
That seek to do his will?
7.
My soul they are all dear
He cares for all their seed,
Ne shall there one that serves ou •… god
Be void of his full meede.

The fourth dumpe.

ON THE FOURTH WORD.

My god, my god why hast thou forsaken me?

MAT. 27. VERS. 46.
1.
O now my soul give ear
To this great cry, and yell.
That shakes the heavens, & moves the earth
And tears the powers of hell.
2.
My god, my god cries Christ
Why putts thou me thee fro,
And why, dost hide thy face frō me
As if I were thy foe.
3.
O soul he cries for thee
That thou mayest have gods light,
And nere be cast in pit full low,
And hid out of his sight.
4.
This cry did dark the sun
In full smyle of its beams
O soul doth not it dymme thy sight,
And cause of tears full streams?
5.
My soul great is our sins
That causd these groans, & cries
My ears that hear, are dull, and deaf.
My heart it faints, & dies.
6.
What pain didst thou o Christ
For me base wretch then bear
That thou didst yell, & cry, & roar
In such great grief, & fear.
7.
Wast not that I might nere
Feele god go from my heart?
Wast not o Christ that I might no •…
Of hell once feel the smart?

The fifth dumpe.

ON THE FIFTH WORD.

I thirst.

John. 19. v. 28.
1.
What thirst was this o Christ
That thou dist feel so fell
That made thee call for drink in drought
That causd thee thus to yell.
2.
Wast not for my poor soul
Thou didst cry in thy thirst?
That I might taste the streams of joy
That man had at the first
3.
And nere to thirst for aye,
But have the streams full glad
That joy the heart, & soul, & all,
And bless the mind thats sad.
4.
Thou art the rock o Christ
From whence the source doth flowe
That makes us feel no thirst at all
But up wards for to grow.
5.
Come to this source my soul,
And drench thy deep sad mind
Thou cast not choose but here thou must
A well of bliss sure find
6.
For Christ didst thirst for thee
That thou mights drink I say
The streams that flowe from throne of god
where Christ doth dwell for aye
7.
All souls do thirst for this
All saints for this do cry,
& bray as harts do for the floods,
And so to faint, & die.

The sixth dumpe.

ON THE SIXT WORD

It is finished.

IOHAN 19. verse. 30.
1.
NOwe all is done my soul
That can be done for thee
The hours of death, & powers of hell
Are all put far from me
2.
Christ now hath paid the debt,
The bond in two is rent
The law, the curse, the woe, the cross
Is laid on him thats sent.
3.
Loe Christ hath tane from thee
Thy sin, thy shame, thy cross,
And rid thee from the hags of hell
That would have wrought thy loss
4.
Now is the world all iudgd
All powers of death, & hell
Have done their worst, & now in woe
Do cry, & roar, & yell.
5.
Its done, Its done saith Christ
Ye all is past, & clear
That thou my soul mayest live in bliss,
& be to god most dear
6.
Is this the way o Christ,
That we taste woe with thee,
That so we may once rule, & reign
And thy sweet face still see.
7.
O lett thy will o lord,
Be done of us in fine.
And by us let thy will be done
That still we may be thine.

The seventh dumpe.

ON THE SEVENTH WORD.

Father into thy hands do I commend my spirit.

Luck. 23. verse. 46.
1.
O come joy of mine heart,
& seize my soul with this,
What is there ought in the wide world
That cā be more to bliss.
2.
Then for my soul to hear
My Christ his soul to give,
In to the hands of god my lord
There still for aye to live.
3.
Now soul thou seest thy bliss,
And where thou mayest be sure,
To have thy rest, thy joy, thy stay
Thy love, thy life, thy cure.
4.
O blest are they that die,
They rest from all their care
When once the lord doth set them free
What Death, or Hell can dare?
5.
In his o soul thy Christ
For thine made suite to god
Thou needest not fear the day of death
Nor grave, nor hell his rod
6.
For thou art safe in him
That keeps thy life in store,
And it is hid in Christ thy lord
What canst thou wish now more.
7.
O soul Die in these words
Give up thyself in fine
To god in Christ, & fear no ill
For he says, Thou art mine.

To him that made these Hymns.

WHen with my thoughts I vewe thy saint like muse
How on while drenched in sobs, & sighs for sin.
And yet more l •… w, the Paths of death doth use.
There seisd with greef: yet prays: then sours even in
Heavens gate itself: and there true love doth find
And then its Christ doth see, and vew: his pain
His cross: his spear-pearst side, his greef of mind
Thence dumpt twixt joy, & greef: as: on half slain
I must, even at thy muse how well: how fit it lymms.
Its greef, sobs, sighs, & tears, in tunes, in songs, & hymns

I. P.

To him that made these hymns

THers but one god, that this world one hath made,
One Christ, one Truth, one faith, one hope, one love,
To serve this one, in hymns of ones, dost shade
Thy zeal, to teach us that in one we move.
Loe, as thy hymns be ones, so is thy name but odd,
How fit? both name, & hymns do join to praise one god,
Thus ten, & one, in one thou hast now framd,
That we in one should keep the law often,
Thus by seven, & seven thou hast them so namd
For seven times seven day by day we break them.
Loe, your hymns, of one▪ Ten, & one, & seven by seven
Learns, god to laud, his law to keep, the way to heaven.

G. F.