The Epitome of a new man, or, A Leaf from the tree of life to heal the bleeding wounds of the nations in an epistle from the unknown servant of God, friend of nature, disciple of Jesus : directed unto all that love our Lord in sincerity, tending to the uniting their hearts to him, then one to another, be they of what sect or opinion soever they will : very profitable for every particular mans meditation, teaching the way how to know and govern our selves ...

SONG I. This Song gives the direction, with reason, how thou shouldest steer thy Affection to all men living,

COme now set up a Throne within thy minde, Where Christ will rule, as I by Scripture finde. Let all the Elders have in thee their seat. Twill mak•• for thy advantage very great.

Let reason be observed, and things in order done, Whilest thou dost draw thy breath under the Sun: O keep an eye upon the Lamp so bright, Learning, I mean, that matchless Pearl of light.

And now forget not thou thy A, B, C, If thou a scholar of my Lords wouldst be, Remember still thou knewst not A, from B, Till Learning gave thee these same eyes to see:

Thou sayest thou art rich, and learning hath at will, And kno••e•• not how ignorant th••u art still, Miserable, wretched, blinde, naked, poor, Further to seek then ere thou wert before.

O that thou wouldst but once incensed be, That these same very words concerneth thee, And so apply them to thy private minde, The joy unspeakable, so doing, thou might'st finde.

Come then leave off this cursed Art of hell, Let p••ace with all men in thy minde still dwell, Turk, Pagan, Pope, Jew; or Infidel, They were the Lords, as thou might'st know full well.

Think thou not much that they should have a part, And let their souls have interest in thy heart; Wert thou a man, thy nature would thee binde, Shouldst thou it kill, thou wouldst be a Devil in kinde:

For them he shed his ever blessed blood, As well as thee, were it but understood, And why should thou usurp the dignity, When as they are thy Lords as well as thee:

And now unless that thou obedient prove, Imbrace his doctrine, which is onely love: I say thou may est believe me if thou will, What ever thou art, thy soul shall hang in hell.

Come love then all men with a chearful minde, For God is love, as I in Scripture finde, Love shall not hurt thee, i•• it be but true, Proportionable, every man his due.