When my soul hath been thus feasted with Marrow and fatness, 1Lord let my mouth praise thee with joyful lips. Ah what am I, and what is my Fathers house? that when others eat the bread of violence, and drink the wine of deceit, I should eat the flesh and drink the blood of thine own Son! What is man that thou art so mindful of him, and the Son of man that thou dost thus visit him? I wish that I may show my thankfulness to my God and dearest Saviour, for these benefits (the worth of which men and Angels can never conceive) by the love of my heart, the praises of my lips, 2and the exemplariness of my life. At the Sacrament Christ gave his body and blood to me, and I gave my body and soul a living Sacrifice to him, and that before God, Angels, and Men; the Sacrament was Beersheba, the Well of an Oath. Shall I pollute that heart which was solemnly devoted to God, and profane that Covenant which I have seriously contracted with the most High? Should I like Sampson, break those bands asunder and fetch that Sacrifice away from the Altar, which was tied with such strong cords of Oaths and Covenants; must I not expect to bring the fire along with it! O let me never start aside from my vow like a deceitful bow. Lord I have sworn and will perform, that I will keep through thy strength thy righteous judgements. Lastly I desire that I may not only differ from them who like the Habassiness, 3will not spit on a Sacrament day, but will spue the next day; deny sin at present, but ⟨p. 335⟩afterwards Deify it; that I may not only be faithful to my Oath of Allegiance, but also fruitful in obedience; that as Elijah walked in the strength of one meal forty days, I may walk in the strength of that Banquet, serving my Saviour, and my Soul, all my days. In a word, I wish that I may ever after walk worthy of my birth, having Royal, Heavenly blood running in my veins; worthy of my breeding, being brought up in the nurture of the Lord, fed at his own Table with the bread of Heaven, clothed with the Robes of his Sons Righteousness; and that my present deportment may be answerable to my future preferment: O that I might in all companies, conditions and seasons, walk worthy of him, who hath called me to his Kingdom and glory! Amen.
When my soul hath been thus feasted with Marrow and fatness, 1Lord let my mouth praise thee with joyful lips. Ah what am I, and what is my Fathers house? that when others eat the bread of violence, and drink the wine of deceit, I should eat the flesh and drink the blood of thine own Son! What is man that thou art so mindful of him, and the Son of man that thou dost thus visit him? I wish that I may shew my thankefulness to my God and dearest Saviour, for these benefits (the worth of which men and Angels can never conceive) by the love of my heart, the praises of my lips, 2and the exemplariness of my life. At the Sacrament Christ gave his body and blood to me, and I gave my body and soul a living Sacrifice to him, and that before God, Angels, and Men; the Sacrament was Beersheba, the Well of an Oath. Shall I pollute that heart which was solemnly devoted to God, and prophane that Covenant which I have seriously contracted with the most High? Should I like Sampson, break those bands asunder and fetch that Sacrifice away from the Altar, which was tyed with such strong cords of Oaths and Covenants; must I not expect to bring the fire along with it! O let me never start aside from my vow like a deceitful bow. Lord I have sworn and will perform, that I will keep through thy strength thy righteous judgements. Lastly I desire that I may not onely differ from them who like the Habassiness, 3will not fpit on a Sacrament day, but will spue the next day; deny sin at present, but ⟨p. 335⟩afterwards Deifie it; that I may not onely be faithful to my Oath of Allegiance, but also fruitful in obedience; that as Elijah walked in the strength of one meal forty days, I may walk in the strength of that Banquet, serving my Saviour, and my Soul, all my days. In a word, I wish that I may ever after walk worthy of my birth, having Royal, Heavenly blood running in my veins; worthy of my breeding, being brought up in the nurture of the Lord, fed at his own Table with the bread of Heaven, cloathed with the Robes of his Sons Righteousness; and that my present deportment may be answerable to my future preferment: O that I might in all companies, conditions and seasons, walk worthy of him, who hath called me to his Kingdom and glory! Amen.
- 1After the Sacrament. Thankfulness
- 2Faithfulness
- 3In Prester Johns Country.In Prester Iohns Country.
