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THESAURO-PHULAKION[Greek]: or, A treasury of divine raptures

Consisting of Serious Observations, Pious Ejaculations, Select Epigrams. Alphabetically rank'd and fil'd by a Private Chaplain to the Illustrious and Renowned Lady Urania The Divine and Heavenly Muse. The first part [by Nicholas Billingsley]

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1. On Abba.

Oh! I have sinn'd before the Judges face,
And justice storms; so vile am I, so base,
I dare not plead, and yet I cannot fly
From Gods all-viewing, bright-refulgent eye.
I have offended Heav'n, infring'd his Laws;
And now methinks incensed Justice draws
His keen Steletto, at one fatal blow,
T'effect mine everlasting overthrow.
And must thou then for ever be undone,
Poor trembling Soul? make in to th'Judges Son,
Remembrest not how his dear bloud was spilt
Upon the Cross, to answer for thy guilt?
How he was dead, entomb'd, rose, intercedes
For thee, and how afresh for sin he bleeds.
Get Christ thy friend, and thou wilt quickly see
The breach made up, betwixt thy God and thee.

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Go in thy Saviors name, go make thy moan,
And pour thy pray'rs before Gods gracious throne
Beg his assisting Spirit so much the rather
Because thou maist through it call Abba Father.
God out of Christ is a consuming fire,
In him our Father, granting our desire,
In things that are consonant to his Will,
And for our real good, how doth he fill
Our lives with blessings, he hath Love for all
Who can in truth him Abba Father call.
He owns as sons, those that his Son do own,
Believing on his Name; to them alone
The golden Scepter of his pleased grace,
He reacheth forth, them his sweet arms imbrace
He bears with them, accepts of what they do,
And gives them his Paternal Blessing too.
Sinners made Sons! free Grace to this must move
O here is the Meridian of Love!
Mirror of Mercies! Rebels to be crown'd,
And swine made sons, O this is Love profound