. Quarles' Emblems . How amiable arc thy tabernacles, 0 Lord of hosts !—PSALM LXXXIV. I. ANCIENT of days, to whom all times arc NOW, Before whose glory seraphims do bow Their blushing cheeks, and veil their blemishd faces, That, uncontaind, at once dost fill all places ; How glorious, O how far beyond the height Of puzzled quills, or the obtuse conceit Of flesh and blood, or the too flat reports Of mortal tongues, are thy expressless courts ! Whose glory to paint forth with greater art, Ravish my fancy, and inspire my heart ; Excuse my bold attempt, and pardon me For showing sense, what faith
. Quarles' Emblems . How amiable arc thy tabernacles, 0 Lord of hosts !—PSALM LXXXIV. I. ANCIENT of days, to whom all times arc NOW, Before whose glory seraphims do bow Their blushing cheeks, and veil their blemishd faces, That, uncontaind, at once dost fill all places ; How glorious, O how far beyond the height Of puzzled quills, or the obtuse conceit Of flesh and blood, or the too flat reports Of mortal tongues, are thy expressless courts ! Whose glory to paint forth with greater art, Ravish my fancy, and inspire my heart ; Excuse my bold attempt, and pardon me For showing sense, what faith alone should see. Ten thousand millions, and ten thousand more Of angel-measured leagues, from the eastern shore Of dungeon-earth, his glorious palace stands, Before whose pearly gates ten thousand bands Of armed angels wait to entertain Those purged souls, for which the Lamb was slain ; Whose guiltless death, and voluntary yielding Of whose givn life, gave the brave court her building ; 312 Quarks Emblems. The luk
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