Yet my Difciples fleep: I cannot gain
One hour of watching but their drowfie brain
Comforts not me, and doth my Doctrine stain.

Was ever grief like mine?

Arife, arife, they come. Look how they run
Alas! what haste they make to be undone !?
How with their Lanterns do they seek the Sun!

Was ever grief, &c.

With clubs and ftaves they feek me as a thief,
Who am the way of truth, the true relief;
Moft true to those who are my greatest grief. ›
Was ever grief, &c.

Judas, dost thou betrdy me with a kiss?
Canft thou find hell about my lips? And mifs
Of life, juft at the gates of life and blifs.?

Was ever grief, &c.

See, they lay hold on me, not with the hands
Offaith, but fury: yet at their commands
I fuffer binding, who have loos'd their bands!!

Was ever grief, &c. 20 All my Difciples flee; fear pats a bar Betwixt my friends and me. They leave that Star That brought the wife-men of the Eaft from far.

Was ever grief, &c. Then from one Ruler to another bound ODAT25 They lead me; urging, that it was not found out What I taught; Comments would the text confound. Was ever grief,&c.

The Prieft and Rulers all false witnefs feek 'Gainft him, who feeks not life, but is the meek 29

And ready Pafchal Lamb of this great week.

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Then they accufe me of great blafphemy point
That I did thrust into the Deity,
Who never thought that any robbery.

Was ever grief like mine 3

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Was ever grief, &c. They bind, and lead me unto Herod he Sends me to Pilate. This makes them agree; 15But yet their friendship is my enmitje.

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Was ever grief, &c.

Herod and all his bands do fet me light,
who teach all hands to war, fingers to fight,
And only am the Lord of hofts and might.

Was ever grief, &c.

Herod in judgement fits while I do ftand,
Examines me with a cenforious hand:
I him obey, who all things elfe command.

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Was ever grief, &c.

25 The Jews accufe me with defpightfulaefs;
And vying malice with my gentleness,
Pick quarrels with their only happiness...

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Reftore to God his due in tithe and time:
A tithe purloin'd cankers the whole estate..
Sundays obferve: think, when the bells do chime,
'Tis Angels mufick; therefore come not late.

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God then deals bleffings: If a King did so,
Who would not haft, nay give, tofee the fhow?

Twice on the day his due is understood;
For all the week thy food fo oft he gave thee..
Thy cheer is mended; bate not of the food,
Because 'ris better, and perhaps may fave thee.

Thwart noth Almighty God: O be not cross.
Fast when the wilt, but then, 'tis gain, not lofs..

Though private prayer be a brave defign,
Yet publick hath more promifes, more love:
And loves a weight to hearts, to eyes a figne.
We are all but cold fuiters; let us move

where it is warmeft. Leave thy fix and seven; Pray with the most; for where most pray, is heaven.

When once thy foot enters the Church, be bare.~ī
God is more there then thou for thou art there
Only by his permiffion. Then beware,
And make thy felf all reverence and fear.

Kneeling n'ere fpoil'd filk stocking: quit thy ftate.
All equal are within the Churches gate.

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Refort to Sermons, but to prayers moft:
Praying's the end of preaching. Obe dreft;
Stay not for th' other pin: why, thou haft loft
Ajoy for it worth worlds. Thus hell doth jeftr
Away thy bleffings, and extreamly flout thee, (30
Thy clothes being faft, but thy foul loofe about thee.

5

In time of service feal up both thine eyes,
And fend them to thine heart; they spying fin,
They may weep out the ftains by them did rife:
Thofe doors being fhut, all by the ear comes in.
who marks in Church-time others fymmetry,
Makes all their beauty his deformity.

Let vain or bufie thoughts have there no part: Bring not thy plow, thy plots, thy pleasures thither. Chrift purg'd his Temple; fo must thou thy heart. 10All worldly thoughts are but theeves mettogether To cozen thee. Look to thy actions well:

For Churches are either our Heaven or Hell.

Judge nor the Preacher ;. for he is thy Judge: If thou miflike him, thou conceiv'ft him not... 15God calleth preacliing folly. Do not grudge To pick out treasures from an earthen por. The worst fpeak fomething good: if all want fenfe, God takes a Text, and preacheth patience.

He that gets patience, and the blessing which 20 Preachers conclude with, hath not loft his pains, He that by being at Church escapes the ditch, which he might fall in by companions, gains. He that loves Gods abode, and to combine (fhine. With Saints on earth, fhall one day with them

25 Jeft not at Preachers language or expreffion :
How know eft thou but thy fins made him mifcarry?
Then turn thy faults and his into confeffion :
God fent him, whatfoe're he be: Otarry,

And love him for his Mafter: his condition,

30 Though it be ill, makes him no ill Phyfitian..

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None shall in Hell fuch bitter pangs endure,
As those who mock ar Gods way of salvation.
Whom Oyl and Balsame kill, what Salve can cure?.
They drink with greedinefs a full damnation.
The Jews refufed thunder; and we, folly.
Though God do hedge us in, yet who is holy?

Summe up at night what thou haft done by day ;
And in the morning, what thou haft to do.
Drefs and undrefs thy foul: mark the decay ?
And growth of it: if with thy watch, that too
Be down, then wind up both: fince we fhall be
Moft furely judg'd, make thy accounts agree.

In brief, acquit thee bravely: play the man.
Look not on pleafures as they come, but go.
Defer not the leaft vertue: lifes poor fpan
Make not an ell, by trifling in thy wo.

If thou do ill, the joy fades, not the pains:
If well, the pain doth fade, the joy remains.