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Title: Emblems, divine and moral
Year: 1818 (1810s)
Authors: Quarles, Francis, 1592-1644 Whittingham, Charles, 1767-1840, printer Jennings, Robert, bookseller Chiswick Press, printer
Subjects: Emblems Emblem books, English
Publisher: Chiswick : Printed at the Chiswick Press, by C. Whittingham London : Sold by R. Jennings, Poultry
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
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bleed for thine. Sin. O groundless deeps! O love beyond degree !Th offended dies to set th offender free. 176 EMBLEMS. BOOK 3, S. August.Lord, if I have done that, for which thou mayestdamn me; thou hast not lost that, whereby thouinayest save me: remember not, sweet Jesus, thyjustice against the sinner, but thy benignity towardsthy creature: remember not to proceed against aguilty soul, but remember thy mercy towards amiserable wretch : forget the insolence of the pro-voker, and behold the misery of theinvoker; forwhat is Jesus but a Saviour? ArfSELM. Have respect to what thy Son hath done for me,and forget what my sins have done against thee :my flesh hath provoked thee to vengeance; let theflesh of Christ move thee to mercy : It is much thatmy rebellions have deserved; but it is more that myRedeemer hath merited. Epig. 10.Mercy of mercies! He that was my drudgeIs now my advocate, is now my judge:He suffers, pleads, and sentences alone :Three I adore, and yet adore but One. TOOK 3.
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PS A 1,31 LXIX. in. Let not the water-flood overflow me, neither let the deep swallow me up.1 HE worlds a sea ; toy flesh a ship thats manndAVithlabring thoughts,and steerd by reasons hand;My hearts the seamans card, whereby she sails;My loose affections are the greater sails; M 178 EMBLEMS. BOOK 3. The top-sail is my fancy, and the gustsThat fill these wanton sheets, are worldly lusts.Prayr is the cable, at w hose end appearsThe anchor Hope, neer slippd but in our fears:My wilTs th inconstant pilot, that commandsThe staorgVing keel; mj sins are like the sands:Repentance is the bucket, and mine eyeThe pump uniisd (but in extremes) and dry:My conscience is the plummet that does pressThe deeps, but seldom cries, O fathomless:Smoolh calms security; the gulph, despair;My freights corruption, and this lifes my fare:My soul s the passenger, con fusdly drivnFrom fear to fright; her landing port is Heavn.My seas are stormy, and my ship doth leak ;My sailors rude ; my steersman faint and weak:
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