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[Strike saile, poore soule]
Strike
saile, poore soule,
in sins tempestuous tide,
That runst to ruine
and eternall wracke:
Thy course from heauen
is exceeding wide,
Hels gulfe thou ent'rest,
if grace guide not backe:
Sathan is Pilot
in this nauigation,
The Ocean, Vanity,
The Rocke, damnation.
in sins tempestuous tide,
That runst to ruine
and eternall wracke:
Thy course from heauen
is exceeding wide,
Hels gulfe thou ent'rest,
if grace guide not backe:
Sathan is Pilot
in this nauigation,
The Ocean, Vanity,
The Rocke, damnation.
Warre with the Dragon,
and his whole alliance,
Renounce his league
intends thy vtter losse;
Take in sinnes flag of truce,
set out defiance,
Display Chrsts ensigne
with the bloudy crosse:
Against a Faith proofe
armed Christian Knight,
The hellish coward
dares not mannage fight.
and his whole alliance,
Renounce his league
intends thy vtter losse;
set out defiance,
Display Chrsts ensigne
with the bloudy crosse:
Against a Faith proofe
armed Christian Knight,
The hellish coward
dares not mannage fight.
Resist him then,
if thou wilt victor be,
For so he flies,
and is disanimate;
His fiery darts can haue
no force at thee,
The shield of faith doth all
their points rebate:
He conquers none to
his infernall den,
But yeelding slaues,
that wage not fight like men.
if thou wilt victor be,
For so he flies,
and is disanimate;
His fiery darts can haue
no force at thee,
The shield of faith doth all
their points rebate:
He conquers none to
his infernall den,
But yeelding slaues,
that wage not fight like men.
Those in the dungeon
of eternall darke,
He hath enthralled
euerlasting date,
Branded with Reprobations
cole-blacke marke,
Within the neuer-
opening ramd vp gate:
Where Diues rates one
drop of water more
Than any crowne
that euer Monarch wore.
of eternall darke,
He hath enthralled
euerlasting date,
Branded with Reprobations
cole-blacke marke,
Within the neuer-
opening ramd vp gate:
Where Diues rates one
drop of water more
Than any crowne
that euer Monarch wore.
Where furies haunt the hart-
torne wretch, despaire,
Where clamours cease not,
teeth are euer gnashing,
Where wrath and vengeance
sit in horrors chaire,
Where quenchlesse flames
of sulphur fire be flashing,
Where damned soules
blaspheme God in despight,
Where vtter darknesse
stands remou'd from light.
torne wretch, despaire,
Where clamours cease not,
teeth are euer gnashing,
Where wrath and vengeance
sit in horrors chaire,
Where quenchlesse flames
of sulphur fire be flashing,
blaspheme God in despight,
Where vtter darknesse
stands remou'd from light.
Where plagues inuiron,
torments compasse round,
Where anguish rores
in neuer stinted sorrow,
Where woe, woe, woe,
is euery voices sound,
Where night eternall
neuer yeelds to morrow:
Where damned tortures
dreadfull shall perseuer,
So long as God is God,
so long is euer.
torments compasse round,
Where anguish rores
in neuer stinted sorrow,
Where woe, woe, woe,
is euery voices sound,
Where night eternall
neuer yeelds to morrow:
Where damned tortures
dreadfull shall perseuer,
So long as God is God,
so long is euer.
[Who loues this life]
Who
loues this life,
from loue his loue doth erre,
And chusing drosse,
rich treasure doth denie,
Leauing the pearle,
Christs counsels to preferre,
With selling all we haue,
the same to buy:
O happy soule,
that doth disburse a summe,
To gaine a kingdome
in the life to come.
from loue his loue doth erre,
And chusing drosse,
rich treasure doth denie,
Leauing the pearle,
Christs counsels to preferre,
With selling all we haue,
the same to buy:
O happy soule,
that doth disburse a summe,
To gaine a kingdome
in the life to come.
Such trafficke may be
termed heauenly thrift,
Such venter hath no
hazard to disswade
Immortall purchase,
with a mortall gift,
The greatest gaine
that euer Merchant made:
To get a crowne
where Saints and Angels sing,
For laying out
a base and earthly thing.
termed heauenly thrift,
hazard to disswade
Immortall purchase,
with a mortall gift,
The greatest gaine
that euer Merchant made:
To get a crowne
where Saints and Angels sing,
For laying out
a base and earthly thing.
To taste the ioyes
no humane knowledge knowes,
To heare the tunes
of the cœlestiall quires,
T'attaine heau'ns sweet
and mildest calme repose,
To see Gods face
the summe of good desires:
Which by his glorious Saints
is howerly eyde,
Yet sight with seeing,
neuer satisfide.
no humane knowledge knowes,
To heare the tunes
of the cœlestiall quires,
T'attaine heau'ns sweet
and mildest calme repose,
To see Gods face
the summe of good desires:
Which by his glorious Saints
is howerly eyde,
neuer satisfide.
God as he is,
sight beyond estimate,
VVhich Angel, tongues
are vntaught to discouer,
VVhose splendor doth
The heauens illustrate,
Vnto which sight
each sight becomes a louer:
VVhom all the glorious
court of heauen laud,
VVith praises of
eternities applaud.
sight beyond estimate,
VVhich Angel, tongues
are vntaught to discouer,
VVhose splendor doth
The heauens illustrate,
Vnto which sight
each sight becomes a louer:
VVhom all the glorious
court of heauen laud,
VVith praises of
eternities applaud.
There where no teares are
to interpret griefes,
Nor any sighes, heart
dolours to expound,
There where no treasure
is surpris'd by theeues,
Nor any voice that speakes
with sorrowes sound.
No vse of passions,
no distempered thought,
No spot of sinne,
no deed of error wrought.
to interpret griefes,
Nor any sighes, heart
dolours to expound,
is surpris'd by theeues,
Nor any voice that speakes
with sorrowes sound.
No vse of passions,
no distempered thought,
No spot of sinne,
no deed of error wrought.
The natiue home
of pilgrime soules abode,
Rest's habitation,
ioyes true residence,
Ierusalem's new Citie
built by God,
Form'd by the hands
of his owne excellence;
VVith gold-pau'd streets,
the wals of precious stone,
VVhere all sound praise
to him sits on the throne.
of pilgrime soules abode,
Rest's habitation,
ioyes true residence,
Ierusalem's new Citie
built by God,
Form'd by the hands
of his owne excellence;
VVith gold-pau'd streets,
the wals of precious stone,
VVhere all sound praise
to him sits on the throne.
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