. Francis Quarles' Emblems and : Hieroglyphics of the life of man, modernized : in four books . athful BowK Yet ftill rejoice, fmce loft Mankind, Shall by his Death to Heavn be raisd ; Satan, our Enemy, conEnd ; Jesus, our Saviour, ever praisd 1 The Moral. Sweet is the heavnly Tntercourfe betweenChrist and the Soul, and pleafant is the , Joy, and Peace abound in evry Part,Calm is the Confcience, and ferene the Law, eer while the Chriilians dreadful Foe,He fees no more v/ich Menace on its iirow,Juftice, excrable, and fatisfyd,Delighted fees fair Mercy by her is di
. Francis Quarles' Emblems and : Hieroglyphics of the life of man, modernized : in four books . athful BowK Yet ftill rejoice, fmce loft Mankind, Shall by his Death to Heavn be raisd ; Satan, our Enemy, conEnd ; Jesus, our Saviour, ever praisd 1 The Moral. Sweet is the heavnly Tntercourfe betweenChrist and the Soul, and pleafant is the , Joy, and Peace abound in evry Part,Calm is the Confcience, and ferene the Law, eer while the Chriilians dreadful Foe,He fees no more v/ich Menace on its iirow,Juftice, excrable, and fatisfyd,Delighted fees fair Mercy by her is difarmd, and ilinglefs now remains ;His Triumphs ended, and with it our this the Chriiliun tunes his to Praife,And v/ith his Heart, a grateful Tribute pays ;To his Redeemer, who his Freedom for his Sake fuch glorious Things has wrought* Sf* VV V>f* V V* V V* V-^i* V* V^v* V •••• VV^v^ „•• •./•..• •«•\f \if •♦..• *••..•• ••./\*.-•♦«•• ■•«••..•• \.«f\^- ••..•••../*•>.%. EMBLEM The fluggili Chriftian feeks in vainAn Intereft in Christ to gain ;The Road is rough, untrod, unevn—The Downy-Beds, no Way to HeaVn, [ 11? ] E M B L E M. X. C A zi T. iii. I. The Jlvggijh Chnjiian. THE \zTy Chiiliian thinks to findHis Saviojr on his Bed ;l\o gloomy Fears perplex his Mind,No anxious Thoughts his Head. By Reafons Taper-Light he feeks. And fearches Nature thro ;But the myilerious Gofpel breaks ReafDH and Nature too. For none eer yet this Saviour found. But on the curied Tree ;With Thorns his facred Temples bound,. From Bondage us to free. The Moral. Fruitlefs will be our Search if we propofe To find Religion where we fleep or doze. Tis not in eafy Chair or downy Bed She refls, when ever rcils her facred Head. In vain we feek her in the V/ortd*s Deliglits, Riches, or Grandeur, or Ambitions Flights ; The Wifdom of Philcfcpriy in vain We trace. Religion, beats a higher Strain.
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