Thoughts. II.
1
A Delicate and Tender Thought
The Quintessence is found of all he Wrought.
It is the fruit of all his Works,
Which we conceive,
Bring forth, and Give,
Yea and in which the Greater Value lurks.
It is the fine and Curious Flower,
Which we return, and offer evry hour:
So Tender in our Paradice
That in a Trice
It withers strait, and fades away,
If we but ceas its Beautie to display.
2
Why Things so Precious, should be made
So Prone, so Easy, and so Apt to fade
It is not easy to declare.
But God would have
His Creatures Brave
And that too by their own Continual Care.
He gave them Power evry Hour,
Both to Erect, and to Maintain a Tower,
Which he far more in us doth Prize
Then all the Skies.
That we might offer it to Him,
And in our Souls be like the Seraphim.
3
That Temple David did intend,
Was but a Thought, and yet it did transcend
King Solomons. A Thought we know
Is that for which
God doth Enrich
With Joys even Heaven above, and Earth below.
For that all Objects might be seen
He made the Orient Azure and the Green:
That we might in his Works delight.
And that the Sight
Of those his Treasures might Enflame
The Soul with Love to him, he made the same.
4
This Sight which is the Glorious End
Of all his Works, and which doth comprehend
Eternity, and Time, and Space,
Is far more dear,
And far more near
To him, then all his Glorious Dwelling Place.
It is a Spiritual World within.
A Living World, and nearer far of Kin
To God, then that which first he made.
While that doth fade
This therfore ever shall Endure,
Within the Soul as more Divine and Pure.
