. The school of the heart : or, The heart of itself gone away from God, brought back again to Him; and instructed by Him. With The learning of the heart; and Hieroglyphics of the life of man. . nspections Cannot suffice my greedy soul. Nor her fierce appetite control;But that the more she looks, the more she longs,And strives to thrust into the thickest throngs Of those divine discoveries ^\^lich dazzle even angels eyes. Oh could I lay aside this flesh. And follow after thee with freshAnd free desires ! my disentangled soul,Ravishd with admiration, should roll Itself and all its thoughts on th
. The school of the heart : or, The heart of itself gone away from God, brought back again to Him; and instructed by Him. With The learning of the heart; and Hieroglyphics of the life of man. . nspections Cannot suffice my greedy soul. Nor her fierce appetite control;But that the more she looks, the more she longs,And strives to thrust into the thickest throngs Of those divine discoveries ^\^lich dazzle even angels eyes. Oh could I lay aside this flesh. And follow after thee with freshAnd free desires ! my disentangled soul,Ravishd with admiration, should roll Itself and all its thoughts on thee ; And, by believing, strive to seeWhat is invisible to flesh and blood,And only by fruition understood :K 2 132 THE SCHOOL OF The beauty of each sevral grace,That shines in thy sun-shaming face. But what I can do that I will,Waking and sleeping, seek thee still: I 11 leave no place unpryd into behind me Where I can but imagine I may find thee :I 11 ask of all I meet, if theyCan tell me where thou art, which way Thou goest that I may follow after thee. Which way thou comst, that thou mayst meet not thy face. Lord, let mine heartBehold with Moses thy back part. THE HEART. 133. THE WOUNDING OF THE HEART. With thousand shafts O pierce this heart of mine ;The wounds thou givest. Lord, are balm divine. LAM. m. 12. He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for thearrow. Epig. 33.^ THOUSAND of thy strongest shafts, my Light,Draw up against this heart with all thy might, 134 THE SCHOOL OF And strike it through : they, that in need do standOf cure, are healed by thy wounding hand. ODE xxxm. Nay, spare me not, dear Lord, it cannot beThey should be hurt, that wounded are by thee. Thy shafts will heal the hearts they hit. And to each sore its salve will hearts by nature are both sick and sore,And mine as much as any else, or more : There is no place thats free from sin, Neither without it, nor within ;And universal maladies do craveVariety of medicines to have. First,
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