. Hieroglyphikes of the life of man . t am I ?Twixt two extreames how my rackt fortunes lie fSee I thy face, or fee it not, I die. O let the ftcame of my Redeemers blood, That breaths fro* my fick foule, be made a Cloud, Tinterpofe thefe Lights, and be my fhroud. 14,Lord, what am T ? or whats the light I have ?May it but light my Afhes to their Grave,And fo from thence, to Theef tis all I crave. O make my Light, that all the world may feeThy Glory byt; If not. It feemes to meHonour enough, to be put out by Thee. OLiijA HiBROGIlPH. t^ 0 Light inacctfflble, in reJpeSi ofwlich my light k utter (i
. Hieroglyphikes of the life of man . t am I ?Twixt two extreames how my rackt fortunes lie fSee I thy face, or fee it not, I die. O let the ftcame of my Redeemers blood, That breaths fro* my fick foule, be made a Cloud, Tinterpofe thefe Lights, and be my fhroud. 14,Lord, what am T ? or whats the light I have ?May it but light my Afhes to their Grave,And fo from thence, to Theef tis all I crave. O make my Light, that all the world may feeThy Glory byt; If not. It feemes to meHonour enough, to be put out by Thee. OLiijA HiBROGIlPH. t^ 0 Light inacctfflble, in reJpeSi ofwlich my light k utter (iar\xeft;fg re fie fi upon my rvcaJ^Ties^t. at all the woiid r/iay behold thy flnngth:O Majefiy incomprtbcnfible ^ in rejpcd of which n:y glory U meerePjamcj fojhme h^fi my mijeiy that aU the rcorld maj bthoid thy E P I G. thou complaine, becaufe thou art bereivn ^Ofall thy light? Wilt thou vie Lights with Heav n ?Can thy bright eye not brooke the daily light ?Take heed : 1 feare, thou art a Child of nighc C5 VIIL. :...:.:>--^< ^y^ yirtuf (fhfcumjietit. HiBHOGiiPH. Vlir. 31 Let your light fo Jhine^ that men feeing your good workes may glonfie your Father which is in Heaven. M a T. V7\7As it for this, the breath of Hcav n was blowne^ ^ Into the noftrils of this Heav nly Creature ?Was it for this, that facred Three in OneConfpird to make this QuintcfTence of Nature ?Did heavenly Providence intendSo rare a Fabrick for fo poore an end ? Was Man, the higheft Mafter-peece of Nature^The curious Abftrad of the whole Creation, Whofe foule was copied from his great Creator, Made to give Light, and fee for Obfcrvation, Ordaind for this ? To fpend his Light In a darke-Lanthorne ? Cloyftred up in night ? 5*Tell me, reclufe Monaftick, can it be A difadvantagc to thy beames to fliine fA thoufand Tapours may gaine Hght from Thee :Is thy Light lefs, or worle for lighting mine IIf, wanting Light, I ftumble, (hallThy darkncfe not be guilty of my fall ? 4Why doft
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