The Bread, his Labour did produce, | 5. What does this affect our Cafe? In homely wife to swallow'd; In fhort, poor human Journal thus Thro' all its Branches hallow'd. 3. This Meditation, when purfu'd, Gives joy, and fhame, and courage. One thinks, Walt thou a Man, my God? Not defp'rate is the Steerage Of raw and unexperienc'd Youth, Tho' baffling efforts moral; 'Tis curb'd by th' Incarnation's truth, Thy Face and Teachings oral. 4. We fee ourselves indeed young Men ; Yet feel a Form internal That's fweeter, and opes to our Ken Some Deftinies eternal. A Time will come, when thy good Sire To Thee as Spouse will name us : Thro' counter-poize of this Defire, Manhood fhan't much inflame us.. Be our Husband praised, Who th' adult'ry cancel'd has, And its curfe erafed; 6. Who amidst Church-times fo clear Hath our Being fitted, And our Marriage life juft there To commence permitted. 7. Brethren, Siflers! thank him now With childlike Devotion, That in Marriage he grants you The right plan and Notion. From the Marriage-Mother, all A divine Seal carry: Till the Maker's Sire him fhall To the Creature marry. 8. "H 424. i. TTUfband of thy Congregation!. Look on ev'ry married Pair, Who thro' thy predeftination To be one ordained were. 2. For our fakes, O deareft Saviour, Thou thy Life and Blood haft Spent: Let us now in all Behaviour, Thee and thy Church reprefent. 3. None of Sinners could be able To live to thy Heart's delight, In this State fo venerable, If Blood did not keep us right. Eareft Saviour, thy beloved 4. Flow on us, thou bloody Foun-Dafta Bride Is enamour'd with thy bleeding Side, And the prints in Hands and Feet Give her Meditation fweet; Grant her thereby ever to abide. 2. O how sweetly didft thou call and Which the fcourge, the nails, the fpear Made in thy Flefh, Saviour dear! And thy Blood flow ftreaming thro the whole. 4. Show'rs of Bleffings we have felt indeed, Far furpaffing all and ev'ry Need: 'Twas to bless us, when he there did bleed. 1.0 Bride, Lamb, thou Hufband of thy Whom thou dost build out of thy Side, Thou Head of ev'ry Man! We here adore and worship thee For Wedlock's awful mystery, And for thy Church's Marriageplan. 2. The World indeed which buried lies In fleshly lufts, has got no eyes To fee the Myft'ry great; Nor do felf-righteous people tafte The folid blifs of Marriage chafte, 'Cause Blood alone makes it compleat. 3. To marry, led by fleshly Dreams, And poifon'd Nature's foolish schemes, Chriftians a curse esteem: When call'd to Marriage by the Lord, They enter it upon his Word, And all their members ufe for Him. 4. A finful Flesh, 'tis true, we bear As long as here on Earth we are: But, fince God did appear In human Form, and bore our shame, His holy Flesh, our fleshly Frame Does fanctify, and it up bear. 5. Are we but wash'd in that pure flood Of Water and the cleanfing Blood, And take, as Sinners poor, From Him in ev'ry moment Grace; Then in our Flesh, tho' ne'er so base, The fleshly Mind can rule no more. 6. A finner and a finnerefs, Who know the Lamb their Holiness, And are in marriage join'd, Will, (tho' not able to fet forth The marriage- myft'ry's inward Worth) A depth of Love and Wisdom find. 7. O Lamb, my God, the Church's Spouse! Who me from Death's deep fleep did roufe, Thy Blood, my daily Bath, That make me and each { As I and all thy children know We should be. Help us thro' thy Death. 8. Yes Lamb! fince thou for us 1. 428. De Du dem wir in feinen arm, &c. And what Grace does to Virgins hap; 10. Who as on that Jerus'lem's lap, In Honour, freed from Guilt and Curfe, Conceive, bring forth, and nurse. Thou, within whofe Arms Altho' thofe miferable three, we were Predeftin'd to have place, Before the Fall's deep harm and fear In Heaven notic'd was: We blush at thy Election kind, Which in fuch Lift to fet us deign'd, Vice-Hufbands of his Maids to be And Copies of his She. 2. That Statute of th' eternal Law, To us, fince our heart has begun, His Tafk-work after this Life's way, 4. But how one, who a God's-Spouse fo, A Wife of Christ obtains, (In fuch a Principal's Name, who As Lord eternal reigns,) To be th'empower'd Hufband here; Can e'er forget his Character, And to Lightmindednefs room lend; This I can't comprehend. 5. To come now to the Chrifteffes: At once, what fees one there? Th' Original does Awe imprefs, To which they do refer; Jerufalem, which is above. Depravity innate, Much damage to create: The Married Choir the Conduct fair 7. Should fuch a Thought in the mind run, What art thou, Man, but Sin? True, fays the Heart, yet God the Son We our Extraction have. 9. By our Creator's Marriage-fcheme, So 'tis to be indeed : His whole Epithalamium Was, "It is finished." The Iverit of his Nakedness |