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Tis with the whip the boy sets up… The whip makes it run round upon i… The whip makes it hither and thith… ’Tis with the whip the top is made… Comparison.
Death, as a king rampant and stout The world he dare engage; He conquers all, yea, and doth rou… The great, strong, wise, and sage. No king so great, nor prince so st…
Who would true Valour see Let him come hither; One here will Constant be, Come Wind, come Weather. There’s no Discouragement,
Eternity is like unto a Ring. Time, like to Measure, doth it se… Measure commences, is a finite thi… The Ring has no beginning, middle…
From God he’s a backslider, Of ways he loves the wider; With wickedness a sider, More venom than a spider. In sin he’s a considerer,
Now, if thou wouldst inherit right… And so sanctification possess In body, soul, and spirit, then th… To Jesus fly, as one ungodly firs… And so by him crave pardon for thy…
O Wondrous dreamer, with thy powe… How all our pilgrim-life thy dream… Our load of sin, our hopes, our do… The fearful battle with the foe ma… And Beulah’s beauteous land, wher…
Look, look, brave Sol doth peep u… Shows us his golden face, doth on… He also doth compass us round with… Whilst he ascends up to his highes… Where he his banner over us displa…
Man’s like a candle in a candlesti… Made up of tallow and a little wic… And as the candle when it is not l… So is he who is in his sins benigh… Nor can a man his soul with grace…
The thief, when he doth steal, thi… Yet then the greatest loss he doth… Come, thief, tell me thy gains, bu… When summ’d, what comes it to more… Perhaps, thou’lt say, The halter…
Children become, while little, our… When they grow bigger, they begin… Their sinful nature prompts them t… And to delight in paths that lead… Their parents’ love and care they…
Thus having heard from Gerizzim,… Next come to Ebal, and you thithe… Not there to curse you, but to let… How God doth curse that soul that… An unbelieving man, a graceless wr…
A comely sight indeed it is to see A world of blossoms on an apple-tr… Yet far more comely would this tre… If all its dainty blooms young app… But how much more might one upon i…
This homely bush doth to mine eyes… A very fair, yea, comely ruddy ros… This rose doth also bow its head t… Saying, Come, pluck me, I thy ros… Yet offer I to gather rose or bud…
HE that is down needs fear no fal… He that is low, no pride; He that is humble ever shall Have God to be his guide. I am content with what I have,