O Breaft with Blood fo fweated thro' ! Ah, trickling Tears, Cheeks wet- What can I then Elfe be thinking, but of finking, Before thee with foul and body. 12. Mean while my Heart does live in thee, It burns and pants inceffantly I can, till foul and body part, It can't be utter'd in one Pfalm, He hath Wounds without number; One Stroke had broke Pierc'd that Heart in Child-birth 3. O wounded Lamb, my Lord and God! Do nought, but with the Man of I love thy Body dy'd in blood, my I have it for Pafture; O ye to me Ever precious wounds of Jefus! To poor Worms yield hiding places. 4. This kindles in my heart a Flame, It throws me at thy feet, O Lamb! Fain would I reprefent them, The To thy dear Side's incifion. My Sinner-Heart fo poor and weak Is often ready for to break; My foul feels great oppreffion, 'Cause my Body I've not for thee fpent already, And with all my heart fain would do. Seat once in it, I'll maintain it As that pierc'd Heart full of fierce Inceffantly, Smart ? His Wounds healing Are all Doubts and fears expelling. .The Wounds yield fweet delight to me, fhall them own eternally, And of them make Confeffion. O'er thy bloody wounded Body, Thine's the Smart, mine the Salvation! . Thy Blood was shed for me, For my Redemption did it flow, I Life, tho' my poor Flesh is dying. My heart's beloved Lamb! I touch Thy open Heart, while I approach Daily, hourly and momently. 10. And for this burns and flames my Heart, 'Tis fick for Love, and feels a smart Which cannot be exprefied. I fain would thank thee worthily; Thy Wounds healing to be feeling O for this my Spirit lingers. 11. When we a Kifs in Spirit pay'd Unto the wounded Foot, we had More than angelic Pleasure; Recreating, captivating Then flow Tears in gentle fhowers. 12. No Anchoret, I dare engage, Had ever for his Hermitage So fix'd an inclination: Should I thro' Earth and Heaven range, I never would my House exchange For the beft habitation. 1.B robbed!* OODY's Part, of blood fo Let my eyes thy Shine ne'er lack: "MY Y dearest, most beloved Thou, the Token of the Godhead, +, who in tend'reft union am Which doth finners hardness break. To all thy Crofs's air-doves board, Smell to and kifs each Corpie's*John xix. 34. † ch. xx. 27. wound; 2. O thou Cavity most precious! How I wish me quite in thee! In thee ever, I'm ambitious My poor little Soul might be; 3. Like a Dove therein to tarry, After th'Hermits mode and way, 'Till the Wounds fhall once in Glory Themselves, and me too, display. 4. Lamb, O Lamb! I faint and lofe me, When on this a Look I caft; Ben't difpleas'd! for it quite bows me And makes dumb, that I'm fo bleft. Yet at the Pleura's fmart, There pants and throbs my Heart. Be prais'd, O GOD, for this Spear's I thank thee, foldier, for it too. I've lick'd this Rock's falt round and round; Where can fuch relish elfe be found! In this Point, at this feafon, 2. Ye Wounds, you all I greatly | So like a Drop of Jefu's Sweat; Side, where a thoufand beauties are; * I feel unutterable things. 3. What does a Crofs's air dove do So quiv'ring with Love's ague fweet, Like th' infpir'd Infant; So drawing breath in Corpfe's Air, So fpouting forth Wounds Odour clear, So from Grave's Vapours in a dew, So panting the Son's Sign to view, Which Salem's ftreets will brighten, When Suns can no more lighten; *Luke i. 41, 44. 2. Mean while fo Lamb-like happily, So dove like, childlike, equally, Thro' Crofs's Joy to weep fo prone, So fashion'd to the flain Lamb's Like the Child Jefus in each Part; one: The Lamb his Bride is keeping, Till into Him she's leaping. 44.0. Werbirg bein's kindes feel. And thy little Play-thing, 3. O Lord! thy Torments fore 6. Thou know'ft, were I to die, 7. I on the Wound believe, He did in Side receive; It does to th' Creator, Of Marriage-bond thoughts give; And the all-fkilful Potter From the Mafs does hew A fmall Duft here too, And forms it anew. * Gen. ii. 7. 8. He notes me down as his, O! it makes me low, 9. Thou Prieft thro' thy Blood chole! 10. But, Lord! my poverty So great Chiefly this purfuing, 11. Till I at his fix'd hour, The Feet too fhall view, |