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The Shine of Divine Truth

The Glorie is not over yet. Truth brings
A Bunch of glorious Beaming raise
Unto this blessed Shine and sings
Blnd up this bunch in glories' sheafe, the blaze
Will grace the shine the more and bless the Phrase.
This Century doth guild us with the Shine
Of that bright Truth that snug doth ly
Under the sixt and ore the Line
Of th'seventh seale of th'sealed Prophesy
Which being op'd did let this shine thence fly.
Here opes the sixt seale of the sealed book
Held in the hand of him who fild
The glorious Throne in heaven, and tooke

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Revenge on those that had those Choice souls spilld
Under the Altar praying for't, as killd.
When that their Brethren had such Witness gin:
As they, the Pagan heavens fall
Their idol Saints black sackclouth grim
Hence farewell day. Their Priesthood Moon withall
Idolatry as all gore blood down shall.
Their stars from Heaven drop like unripe figs
Those pinking small Devotaries
Hence Night good night Away there trigs
All Time, both day and night, and so the Skies
Their Heavens as a Book Claspt up now lie.
Their kings and Captains creep in augar holes.
The Birds of Paradise now sing
Angells do tune the song With souls
In Glory now before the Throne Within
The King of Glory as they View this Thing.
The seventh seale now opes a blissful rest
Shines on Gods Darling Saints a while
The Court in Heaven is possesst
In Holy Worship where their High Priests pile
Of Incense fumes their Works in graces Soile.
Which being o're the Altars fire was Cast
Down to the Earth. The Court then rang
Like Lightning, Thunder and at last
An Earth Quake rose. New Measures also sprang
Seven Angells to the same did beate the drum.
Three Woes on tiptoes stand for to surprize
A sinfull Gospelld World alass
Four Angells with four Trumpits rise
And trumpet in the first which on doth pass
Upon Apostates and a Triptote was.
The first Trump blew: then Hail on Earth down fell
With Fire and Blood Congeled ---ess
To God, yet bloody Wrath from Hell
The Gospell Soile of Truth's strong Trees most fresh
And Graces Green's a third part burnt and less
The second Angell sounds. A Lofty Mount
Of Truth on fire drops in the Sea
Of Banging Discipline. Men count
To win the field by Words and wordy fray
This floating Sea's third part's a bloody plea.
Wicked Debates and Preaching Heresy
A third of things destroy therein.
Officiall ships whose sails run high
Are for a third thereof shipt rack herein
Whose balast was the Dregs of Drossy Sin.

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Christs Doctrine, and the ---aning it abusd
Thus in the Eastern parts, uprose
The third bright Angell, as is shewd
And sounds his Trumpet out, there quickly goes
A mighty torch, a lamplike star down throws.
Constantius like a glorious star did fall
Into the Arian slough from's state
Once Orthodox and burns withall
This Wormwood star's dropt down by woefull fate
Into the Drills of Truth, whose springs out brake.
A third part of these Waters poison'd are
That through these Rivelets do drill
The Arian Poison doth not spare
At Alexandri' and Antioch to kill,
And at Constantinople at their Will.
A third part of the Sanctuary streams
Oreflowing of the Eastern parts
A third part of the Empire Creams
With bitter S---oms and by their Doctors Arts
Men many dy, Most poisond by their darts.
Things thus now runing, the fourth Angell blows
And soon the Gospell sun, Moon, stars
Eclipsed are a third part lose
Of their bright shine from day and night it scarrs
A third thereof. Darkness their shine debars.
Christs glorious beams, the sun of Righteousness
Are one third buride in a fog
The waning Church a third part less
Of Light now wares. Gross ignorance doth Clog
Her stars, her Children, Her times thus jog.
And thus they run into the Century
Ensuing with a third less shine
Of Light and Life to th'Entery
Of the next fearfull woe which in its time
Should follow to beglory Truth Divine.
Thus having seen the gleamings fourth of Truth
Laid in Prophetick Lines before's
And seing thus the matter shew'th
The following Centuries befogging shoares,
I'le in the sea thereof now strike my Oares.