Silex scintillans, or, Sacred poems and priuate eiaculations by Henry Vaughan ...

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Silex scintillans, or, Sacred poems and priuate eiaculations by Henry Vaughan ...
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Vaughan, Henry, 1622-1695.
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London :: Printed by T.W. for H. Blunden ...,
1650.
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Mans fall, and Recovery.

FArewell you Everlasting hills! I'm Cast Here under Clouds, where stormes, and tempests blast This sully'd flowre Rob'd of your Calme, nor can I ever make Transplanted thus, one leafe of his t'awake, But ev'ry houre He sleepes, and droops, and in this drowsie state Leaves me a slave to passions, and my fate; Besides I've lost A traine of lights, which in these Sun-shine dayes Were my sure guides, and only with me stayes (Unto my cost,) One sullen beame, whose charge is to dispense More punishment, than knowledge to my sense; Two thousand yeares I sojourn'd thus; at last Jeshuruns king Those famous tables did from Sinai bring; These swell'd my feares, Guilts, trespasses, and all this Inward Awe, For sinne tooke strength, and vigour from the Law. Yet have I found A plenteous way, (thanks to that holy one!) To cancell all that e're was writ in stone, His saving wound Wept bloud, that broke this Adamant, and gave To sinners Confidence, life to the grave; This makes me span My fathers journeys, and in one faire step O're all their pilgrimage, and labours leap, For God (made man,) Reduc'd th'Extent of works of faith; so made Of their Red Sea, a Spring; I wash, they wade.
Rom. Cap. 18. ver. 19.

As by the offence of one, the fault came on all men to con∣demnation; So by the Righteousness of one, the benefit aboun∣ded towards all men to the Iustification of life.

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