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A paraphrase upon the canticles

and some select hymns of the New and Old Testament, with other occasional compositions in English verse. By Samuel Woodford

Woodford, Samuel (1636-1700)

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Upon a Paraphrase of Salomon's Song, Done by his Worthy Friend, Dr. Samuel Woodford.

ODE. To his Honoured Friend Dr. Woodford, On his Excellent Paraphrase of SALOMON'S SONG.

To my dear Old Friend, the Reverend Dr. Samuel Woodford, On his Sacred Rimes.

A PARAPHRASE ON THE Canticles, In English Rhythms.

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A PARAPHRASE UPON Some Select HYMNS OF THE New and Old TESTAMENT, With some other Occasional Compositions IN English RIMES.

The VI great HYMNS of St. LUKE.

The VIII Great HYMNS of the Apocalyps.

I. HYMN. The Adoration of the XXIV ELDERS.

II.

II. HYMN. The Acclamation of Heaven, upon MICHAEL's overthrow of the Dragon and his Angels.

III.

III. HYMN. The Happy Dead.

IV.

IV. HYMN. The Song of MOSES and of the LAMB.

V. HYMN. The Angel of the Waters Lauds.

VI.

VI. HYMN. The holy Company of Heaven rejoycing at the overthrow of BABYLON.

VII.

VII. HYMN. Epithalamium on the LAMBS Marriage.

VIII.

VIII. HYMN. The Exultation of Heaven, at the Descent of the New JERUSALEM.

Our Blessed Lord's Thanksgiving.

The Song of MOSES.

The WELL.

The Prayer of JABEZ.

Ode. The Song of DEBORA.

David's ELEGY Upon the death of Saul and Jonathan.

DAVID's Thansgiving and Prayer.

The last words of DAVID.

The Song of HEZEKIAH.

Three Psalms according to the old Version, and Meeter, ordinarily used in Churches, a little alter'd.

Job cursing his Birth.

The Prayer of HABAKKUK.

OCCASIONAL RIMES.

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SONNET.

Loves Exaltation.

Enlarge Thy flight, Love, said I, and on high
Raise my dull Soul, those Beauties to admire,
Which in the Heav'nly Treasuries do lie,
And Mortal Brests with holy Flame inspire!
Shew me the Spring of that Celestial Fire,
Design'd our Earthy Dross to purifie,
But after which in vain below we' enquire,
Who sit down ith' warm Sun of a fair Eye!
So up he rais'd me, but no Tongue can tell,
What I in Rapturous Vision did behold:
My Love I found was Pure, and made me bold:
This only I remember very well,
So high we soar'd, till on an Arch above,
I saw inscrib'd, SACRED TO HEAVENLY LOVE.