. Emblems and hieroglyphics on a great variety of subjects, moral and Emblished with near an hundred emblematical cuts from Quarles Emblems . fe,And overfpread the Soul,To Heavn helifcs his pious Eyes,With Tears and Sorrow full. His deep-fetchd Sighs his Grief proclaim; He begs returning Grace ;Loudly he calls upon his Name, Who has withdrawn his Face. K but a fingle Ray of Light, From that refulgent Sun,Breaks thro ])is difmal Gloom of Night, His Griefs at once are gone. The Mo r a l. The pious Soul is often in a Cloud, And Doubts, like Mills, his beamy Glories fhroud, He fears hes
. Emblems and hieroglyphics on a great variety of subjects, moral and Emblished with near an hundred emblematical cuts from Quarles Emblems . fe,And overfpread the Soul,To Heavn helifcs his pious Eyes,With Tears and Sorrow full. His deep-fetchd Sighs his Grief proclaim; He begs returning Grace ;Loudly he calls upon his Name, Who has withdrawn his Face. K but a fingle Ray of Light, From that refulgent Sun,Breaks thro ])is difmal Gloom of Night, His Griefs at once are gone. The Mo r a l. The pious Soul is often in a Cloud, And Doubts, like Mills, his beamy Glories fhroud, He fears hes guilty of fome great Miftake, Or left with Goo his Promife he (hould break; Fears his Repentance mould not be fincere; Laments his Want of Fervency in Prayr. His ltedfaft Hopes, tho founded on a Rock, When Tempeffs rage, can hardly bear the Shock. Faith fometimes glimmers with a weakly Ray, And menfal Horrors quite exclude the Day. But Peace, dear Soul; with Patience wait a-whife, Thy Sun again with gladning Rays will fmile, Again thy Saviour will reveal his Face In all the Radiancy of his heavily Grace, • $4 HlEROGLYPHICKS, Book IH EMBLEM VHL. Well may he weep a Flood of Tears,Who fe,els the Weight of Sins he bears ;Sins which have made his God his Foe,And brought on him a World of Woe. Book III. Moral andr Divin e. 85EMBLEM VIII. True Penitence. WEEP, weep, my Soul, a tearful Flood,Weep till thy Stock of Waters gone jThen weep again with Tears of BloodThe fad Offences thou haft done. Goodnefs irrrmenfe, ungrateful, thou Haft thro thy finful Life abusd 5Thy Thoughts, and Words, and Deeds can ftievy How bafely thou haft Mercy usd. Let Sorrow then my Soul poffefs, And Tears ftream down my furrowd Cheek 1My numerous Sins I will confefs ; Soften my Heart, O God, or break. The may the Sinner weep a Flood of Tear?,Who feels the mighty Weight of Sin he bears*He weeps he does a gracious God offend,His greateft Benefactor, Father, weeps when he the bloody Scene
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