TO HIS SAVIOUR. THE NEW YEER'S GIFT.

THAT little prettie bleeding part
Of foreskin send to me;
And Ile returne a bleeding heart,
For new-yeer's gift to thee.

Rich is the jemme that thou didst send,
Mine's faulty too, and small;

But yet this gift thou wilt commend,
Because I send thee all.

DOOMES-DAY.

LET not that day God's friends and servants scare; The bench is then their place, and not the barre.

THE POORE'S PORTION.

THE sup'rabundance of my store,
That is the portion of the poore;
Wheat, barley, rie, or oats, what is't
But he takes tole of? all the griest.
Two raiments have I? Christ then makes
This law, that He and I part stakes:
Or have I two loaves? then I use

The poore to cut, and I to chuse.

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THE WHITE ISLAND; OR PLACE OF THE BLEST.

In this world, the Isle of Dreames,
While we sit by sorrowe's streames,
Teares and terrors are our theames,
Reciting:

But when once from hence we flie,
More and more approaching nigh
Unto young eternitie,

Uniting:

In that whiter Island, where
Things are evermore sincere ;
Candour here and lustre there,
Delighting:

There no monstrous fancies shall

Out of hell an horrour call,

To create, or cause at all,

Affrighting.

There, in calm and cooling sleep,
We our eyes shall never steep,
But eternall watch shall keep,

Pleasures such as shall pursue
Me immortaliz'd, and you;
And fresh joyes, as never too
Have ending.

TO CHRIST.

I CRAWLE, I creep; my Christ, I come
To Thee for curing balsamum;

Thou hast, nay more, Thou art the tree,
Affording salve of soveraigntie.

My mouth I'le lay unto thy wound,
Bleeding, that no blood touch the ground;
For, rather then one drop shall fall
To wast, my JESU, I'le take all.

TO GOD.

GOD! to my little meale and oyle,
Add but a bit of flesh, to boyle;
And thou my pipkinnet shalt see,
Give a wave-offring unto thee.

FREE WELCOME.

GOD, He refuseth no man, but makes way For all that now come, or hereafter may.

GOD'S GRACE.

GOD'S grace deserves here to be daily fed,
That, thus increast, it might be perfected.

COMING TO CHRIST.

To him who longs unto his CHRIST to go,
Celerity even itself is slow.

CORRECTION.

GOD had but one son free from sin, but none
Of all His sonnes free from correction.

GOD'S BOUNTY.

GOD, as He's potent, so He's likewise known
To give us more then hope can fix upon.

KNOWLEDGE.

SCIENCE in God is known to be
A substance, not a qualitie.

SALUTATION.

CHRIST, I have read, did to his chaplains say, Sending them forth, Salute no man by th' way;

Not that He taught his ministers to be
Unsmooth or sowre to all civilitie;

But to instruct them, to avoid all snares
Of tardidation in the Lord's affaires.

Manners are good; but till his errand ends,
Salute we must, nor strangers, kin, or friends.

LASCIVIOUSNESSE.

LASCIVIOUSNESSE is knowne to be
The sister to saturitie.

TEARES.

GOD from our eyes all teares hereafter wipes, And gives his children kisses then, not stripes.

GOD'S BLESSING.

IN vain our labours are, whatsoe're they be, Unlesse God gives the Benedicite.

GOD AND LORD.

GOD is his name of nature; but that word Implies his power, when he's cal'd the LORD.