; JOB MlLITdNT. Even a-s the Needle that directs the hqur, " ( Taucht with the Loadll:one ) by the fecret ·PQwer Of hidden Nature, poin~ upcn the Pole; Even fo the wa.v'ring powers of my foul, Toucht by the vertue of rny Spirit, flee, From what.is earth, and peint alone to Thee. When I have faith to hold thee by the ~and, I walk fecurely, and methinks J{land · More firm,r~an A11as; :Jlut when l_forfake The fafe proteaion of thine Arm, I quake tike wind..thak'd Reed, and have no ftrengrh ae all, But like a Vine, (the Prop cur down )I fall. ·. Yet wretche~ I, (when as thy jufticc lends Thyglorious prefence from me ) ftraight atn friends , WithAe!h and blood, forget thy Gra~c, flie from it, And, Like a·Dog, return umo my vomit ; : · The fawning World to pleafure thee invite~ Mywandring eyes ; the Flefh prefems delights , .. llmo my yeilding heart, wl1icl~ thinks rho[~ pleafures Are only bus'nefs now, and rareft rreafures, . · Content can glory in, whil!l: I, fecure, · · · Stoop to the painted Plumes cfSarans Lure: Tlms I eaptiv'd, and .drunk with plcafures Wine,; Like to a mad-man, thi~k no'!bee like mine. · . What have I ·then to boaft~ what tide can '1 I challenge more than ~his, Afinful .M.an? I feel my grief en0ugh, nor can l be ' R.eareft by any, but ( great Gocl ) by thee. Too great thou art to come within my Roof, Say buc the word, ·B~ wholr, and 'tis enough; Tilt then? rny tongue fhall never ceafe, 11;1ine eye~ Ne'r cl9ze, my lowly bended knees ne'.r rife:. Till then my foul fhall nc't want early fobs, ·My checks,no tears, my pcnfive brefi no throbs, , Zv}Y he.art ~al~ lack no ~eal, nor tongue expre~t)g~ lli frnve, ·hke Jacob, ull Jget my Bleffing ; . . N 3 r ,I Say I
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