Coveteousnese. 10 July 73

Oh what is this, that steals our harts away
This white, & yelow drose, refined clay
Litle of itt, will cary through
To that world, we ar going to
Yet doe we grasp, and crave
Still more, of itt, to have
this vanity
we deifie,

Ther's few contented with their own confines
But would break through, to win the golden mines
The stake, the sceptor, & the crown
Do all, to this Idoll bow down
Oh foolish, & unwise
Thus for, to Idolise
That which cant stead
When we have need.

The day of Judgment July 9

Oh how doth it amaise, to think of thy
Tribunall seat, and awfull majesty
When thou shalt on thy regall throne ascend
And all thy glorious angels thee attend
When those, great trumpetors of heaven, shall
Summon before thee, all, both great, & small
Both high, and low, both rich, and poor which here
Have acred, in this lower hemisphere
Though to the rocks, & mountains, we should cry
We cannot, be hid, from a deity
But all must give, a strict account what they

July 9

What is itt, that thou dost require
whilst thou art smartly, knocking off
Our fingers, from what we admire
by it, thou calst for all, our love
What cause have we, if itt be soe
To wonder, thou shouldst stoop so low.

What is our love (deer Lord,) to thee
Thou'rt in thy self, to great, to high
To, gain by it, tis only wee
That ar advantaged, therby
Yet art thou pleas'd thus low to bend
As for soe meane, a thing to send.

All we can have, for to bestow
It will fall short, infinetly

1 John 3 2 July 8

We cannot tell whilst here
what we shall one day be
But when thou shalt again apear
we shall be like to thee.

Thy glory, then shall dart
On us, iradiently
When we shall see thee, as thou art
and be, transform'd therby.

Wee see now in our race
thy glory, somtimes beame
But then we shall see face, to face
and no cloud, intervene

A soull transforming sight
of thee whilst here below
I would desire, that soe I might
into, thy liknese grow.

experience of satens malice July 7

The devill will withstand
Us most, in whats of grand
Importance unto us, therby
Filling us, with perplexety.

Hee slyly, lys in wait
to cacth us, by his bait
Eather before, or at the time
We should, to some, great mercy climb.

Thus weakens he our faith
When cald for, in itt height
Entangling of us, in his net
When we the greatest good, might get.

It may be he hath seen
That our designs have been
To get new strength, to throw him out

July 6 73 Loth to part

When we doe get, so neer to thee
As glimpses, of thy face to see
Oh how it pains, the hart
to think that time, doth part
And as a skreen
yett stands between.

When thou to us hast so apeer'd
As our affections, ar endeer'd
And drawn up unto thee
tis hard to think, that wee
must down again
to this world, vain.

When from the mount, we do come down
Upon the world, we cant but frown
As on an enemy
And with distainfull eye
we hate soe much
as it to touch.

Gods fullnese common bounty, and specyall love, the souls chouse, July 5 73

When we our minds, and thoughts, doe set
Upon thy fullnese infinet.

We ar soon driven to a stand
At that, we cannot comprehand.

Though, from thee all our mercys flow
Thou'st ne're the lese, for to bestow.

When we thy providence doe eye
And see thy liberallity.

We run our selfs, into a maize
att all thy providencyall waies.

Thou spreadst a table, out for all
Both young, & old, both great, and small.

Romans 8 28 v July 4

All things, togather, work for good
To them, that doe unfeinedly
Love god, and are redeem'd by bloud
And called from eternity
in'th cecreet purpose of
his rich, free grace, and love.

Oh what a well of water's hear
A well of life, I may stile itt
The spring it is, both pure, and clear
And we att it, may freely sitt
tis full unto the brink
yet only faith can drink.

All things shall work. if all then sin
The worst of evills, worse then hell
An antidote from it, thou'lt bring

July 4 73

A stranger: in a sorry inne
will sooner Lodg, & rest
Then venture, to a forain king
being an unknown guest
His princely, liberality
He dares not trust, unto, or try.

But unto one, he dos know well
att any time, he'l goe
Yett never will he care to dwell
with one, he dos not know
Those that from thee, estranged bee
They cant desire, to live with thee.

Oh let me soe, familiarly
be, acquanted with thee here
That I into eternity
may venture, without fear

Oh bring my will soe, fully ore to thine

That I no more may know a will of mine
If mine in competition, with thee stand
Oh tread itt down, and gett the uper hand
And never give, me, my desires but when
They'r suted to thy holy will, and then
Though my desires, they, may not granted be
I know, I shall have, what is best for me
Do thou my will, soe fully bow, & bend
That I may ne're for itt, with thee, contend
And then if what thou dost, I do not vill