and there, as her Voice makes a sound tha• shall be no Base, for the Music of the Public Psalms, thus her Heart is an Altar from whence, during the whole Solemnity, there ascend unto God, The Sacrifices which He Desires. There is Likewise, the Ap••inte• ⟨image ?⟩Worship of God, whereto she counts […] •elf most Indispensably Obliged. She can••t bear to be […] out from the Church of God, any more than Miriam from the Camp of old; but whatever Longings ever may disturb her, She never ha's any more Craving and Raging ones than this, Oh God, Tho• art my God, my Soul, Thirsteth for thee, my Fl•sh Longeth for thee, To see thy Power, and thy Glory in the Sanctuary! Indeed▪ among the Turks the Wom•n do never go to Church, but Christian Women would count it Hell upon Earth to be so debarred. She is Desirous to Eat and to Drink where she may not speak; and having been Baptized, She is not sa•isfy'd until she come to Eat among the Friends, to Drink among the Beloved, of the Lord Jesus Christ. She will not make part of that Unworthy Crowd, which throng out of Doors, when the Supper of the Lord is going to be administered, as if they were Frighted at it; or had cause to say, The Table of the Lord is Polluted. She dares not indeed come without a W•dding Garment, but she will not stay away like those, whose only Real Apology can be, They •re both to be at the Pains of putting the Garment on. Although She sometimes counts her sel• as a Dog, yet like that Syrophoenician Woman, She will ask for some, Crumbs from the Table of the Lord. Having had her Soul Purified by Regeneration, She brings her Offerings to the Tabernacle. She presen•s unto the Church (if it be asked for) a sensible Account, like another Lydia, of some never to be forgotten ⟨image ?⟩Things, which God ha's done for her Soul; or▪ at least, she makes the Church to Understand• like Ruth of old, That she would come to R•st under the Wings of the God of Israel. No• would She let the buffetings of the Devil, altogether discourage her, from Joining her self to some Holy Society of Believers, where she may have her So•l Bound up in the B•ndle• of Life. She was a Noble Woman of Bohemia, that left her Friends, her House, her Plate, and all, and because the Ga•es of the City were Guard•d, Crept through the common Sewer, that she might Enjoy the Institutions of the Lord Jesus Christ at another place where they might be had.
and there, as her Voice makes a sound tha• shall be no Base, for the Musick of the Publick Psalmes, thus her Heart is an Altar from whence, during the whole Solemnity, there ascend unto God, The Sacrifices which He Desires. There is Likewise, the Ap••inte• ⟨image ?⟩Worship of God, whereto she counts 〈…〉 •elf most Indispensably Obliged. She can••t bear to be 〈…〉 out from the Church of God, any more than Miriam from the Camp of old; but whatever Longings ever may disturb her, She never ha's any more Craving and Raging ones than this, Oh God, Tho• art my God, my Soul, Thirs•eth for thee, my Fl•sh Longeth for thee, To see thy Power, and thy Glory in the Sanctuary! Indeed▪ among the Turks the Wom•n do never go to Church, but Christian Women would count it Hell upon Earth to be so debarr'd. She is Desirous to Eat and to Drink where she may not speak; and having been Baptized, She is not sa•isfy'd until she come to Eat among the Friends, to Drink among the Beloved, of the Lord Jesus Chr•st. She will not make part of that Vnworthy Croud, which thro•g out of Doors, when the Supper of the Lord is going to be administ•ed, as if they were Frighted at it; or had cause to say, The Table of the Lord is Polluted. She dares not indeed come without a W•dding Garment, but she will not stay away like thos•, whose only Real Apology can be, They •re both to be at the Pains of putting the Garment on. Although She sometimes counts her sel• as a Dog, yet like that Syrophenician Woman, She will ask for some, Crumbs from the Table of the Lord. Having had her Soul Purify•d by Regeneratio•, She brings her Offerings to the Tabernacle. She presens unto the Church (if it be asked for) a sensible Account, like nother Lydia, of some never to be forgotten
