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All foreign wisdom doth amount to this,
And then, as far as fair behaviour may,
Strike off all scores ; none are fo clear as they. Keep all thy native good, and naturalize All foreign of that name; but scorn their ill, Embrace their activeness, nor vanities. Who follows all things, forfeiteth his will.
If thou observeft ftrangers in each fit,
In time they'll run thee out of all thy wit.
Let thy minds sweetness have its operation
In alms regard thy means, and others merit.
Give to all something; to a good poor man,
Till thou change names, and be where he began. Man is God's image ; but a poor man is Christ's stamp to boot; both images regard. God reckons for him, counts the favour his. Write, So much giv'n to God; thou shalt be heard.
Let thy alms go before, and keep heav'n's gate Open for thee ; or both may come too late.
Restore to God bis due in tithe and time;
God then deals blessings; if a King did so,
Twice on the day his dew is understood,
Thwart not th’ Almighty God; O be not cross.
Though private prayer be a brave design,
Where it is warmeft. Leave thy fix and seven;
Pray with the most; for where most pray, is heav'o.
Kneeling ne'er fpoild silk stocking : Quit thy ftate.
All equal are within the Churches gate.
Away thy blessings, and extreamly flout thee,
In time of service feal up both thinc eyes,
Who marks in Church-time others fymmetry,
Makes all their beauty his deformity.
To cozen thee. Look to thy action well,
Judge not the preacher, for he is thy Judge:
The worft speak something good: If all want fenfe,
God takes a text, apd preacheth patience.
He that loves God's abode, and to combine
Jeft not at preachers language or expression :
And love him for his Master: His condition,
None shall in hell such bitter pangs endure,
The Jews refused thunder; and we folly.
Though God do hedge us in, yet who is holy? Sum up at night what thou hast done by day; And in the morning, what thou hast to do. Dress and undress thy soul : Mark the decay And growth of it: if with thy watch, that too
Be down, then wind up both : Since we shall be More surely judg'd, make thy accounts agree.
In brief, acquit thee bravely : play the man.
If thou do ill, the joy fades, not the pains :
The Sacrifice. OH all ye, who pass by
, whose eyes and mind To worldly things are sharp, but to me blind ; To me, who took eyes that I might you find.
Was ever grief like mine?
Was ever grief, &c.
'Was ever grief, &c. Mine own Apoftle, who the bag did bear, Though he had all I had, did not forbear To sell me also, and to put me there.
Was ever grief, &c: For thirty pence he did my death devise, Who at three hundred did the ointment prize, Not half so sweet as my sweet Sacrifice.
Was ever grief, &c. Therefore my soul melts, and my heart's dear treasure Drops blood (the only beads) my words to measure. O let this Cup pass, if it be thy pleasure.
Was ever grief, &c. These drops being temper'd with a sinner's tears, A balsam are for both the hemispheres, Curing all wounds but mine ; all but my fears.
Was ever grief, &c.