Fruits of Retirement Or, Miscellaneous Poems, Moral and Divine. Being Some Contemplations, Letters, &c. Written on a Variety of Subjects and Occasions. By Mary Mollineux ... To which is Prefixed, Some Account of the Author |
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A Meditation.
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A Meditation.
Though Zion sit in Misery,And do in Ashes mourn,
And all her Foes, as they pass by,
Do her deride and scorn.
Though like the spotless Turtle Dove,
That in the Rock doth dwell,
'Wailing the absence of her Love,
Whose Grief no Tongue can tell.
Though for a Season thus she may
Sit, like a Widow poor
And desolate, there is a Day
When she shall grieve no more.
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To see her Children dear
To wander, like poor scatter'd Sheep,
Through Desarts far and near:
Hourly in danger to be torn,
By Tyger, Wolf or Bear,
As they are seeking to return
Unto their Mother dear.
Yet those that would these Sheep annoy,
Let them for certain know,
They shall not, if such them destroy,
Long unrewarded go.
Ere long this Cloud of Misery
Shall vanish quite away;
She, that sat in Obscurity,
Shall see a Glorious Day.
Then shall her Tyranizing Foes
Receive just Punishment,
Who did her Children dear expose
T'Exile and Banishment.
These shall return to her again,
With Sacred Songs of Joy;
But those shall Roar and Howl for pain,
And to the Mountains cry,
Fall on us, hide us from the Wrath
Of the Lamb's Anger, and
Which He against us justly hath
Sent forth: For who can stand
When he appears? Sure only those
That know his Blessed Power
T'surround and guard them from their Foes,
As in a Refuge Tower.
1668.
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