May the 29th. 1676.
O how unutterable was it? What Joy did I feel upon this secret Parley, which my dear Immanuel, whose Words like Butter and Oyl did distil, so that hereby was lifted up the Banner of my Hope,
A fountain of gardens watered by the rivers of divine pleasure, and springing up in all the variety of spiritual plants; blown up the pure breath into a paradise, sending forth their sweet savours, and strong odours, for soul-refreshing. By Jane Lead.
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- A fountain of gardens watered by the rivers of divine pleasure, and springing up in all the variety of spiritual plants; blown up the pure breath into a paradise, sending forth their sweet savours, and strong odours, for soul-refreshing. By Jane Lead.
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- Lead, Jane, 1623-1704.
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- London :: printed and sold by J. Bradford, near Crowder's-Well,
- 1696.
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- Spiritual life -- Early works to 1800.
- Christian biography -- Early works to 1800.
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"A fountain of gardens watered by the rivers of divine pleasure, and springing up in all the variety of spiritual plants; blown up the pure breath into a paradise, sending forth their sweet savours, and strong odours, for soul-refreshing. By Jane Lead." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A49866.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed May 16, 2024.
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that possibly we might yet live to see the Day of the Holy Ghost; who out of his Mountain-Treasury is for to come, to put an end to all Sin, and mortal frail Impotencies, under which we do yet groan, looking and hastening for this Perfect Thing to come, which will re∣store us perfectly to our Angelical State. Even so, blessed Dove and Bride break up this in us, who are waiting here upon this Ocean shore, for this new Spring-Tide. Oh let it open upon us wide, and we will not be afraid, though it shall violate us away from all visible Ties, from which we do now see we must be parted and separated. For we can never see thee, till we do withdraw out of gross Corporality, that so cloathed we may be with Jesus, that Celestial Body; who is our Bridal Garment, of which we shall not be ashamed, when God our King shall call us to view, and examine, who the prepared Brides are, for the New Jerusalem Marriage, to which we now are summoned.