News from the new-Jerusalem sent by letters from severall parts, relating some hints and observations of that citty, all conspiring in a testimony that renders it exceeding glorious.

19. Letter.

Deare Soule

I Received thy Letter, and am very sensible of thy condition being called of God every moment in∣to his worke-house, where I met with such imployment, as hath drunke the well of peace and joy for ever, and I have no hope ever to see those streames flow again but would be glad to be in the bot∣tomlesse pit for ever. If Gods presence did not alwayes kindle such a fire, before which I cannot stand; and I must say, Who can stand when he appeares to famish all the Gods of the earth, and to hide himselfe from himselfe, which condition makes mee reell to and frow like a drunken man, and oft cry out in the bitternesse of spirit, I would I had never beene borne, but whilest I am pouring of my complaints into thy bosome, a noyse of peace beganne to ap∣peare and sayd, affliction is the Saints for a moment, but the worlds for ever; the Saints to refine them, but the worlds consume them for

ever: O how could I mourne over the ungod∣like men and women of the world, for who is so God-like as they that can tell what a crucified Christ is in their owne spirits that can shew his wounds, and say, he is dead in me, which the world cannot I am sure: but I shall not long mourne for them, and for oft I know the last groane is gone forth of my breast that ever I must groane for them; but I must goe forth in judgement with my Father, and praise him for the victory which hee will have over them.

Son farewell, for a little season, while our all will bring us together againe in himselfe and place us in the still fountaine of peace and, joy for ever. Farewell.