1

A Delicate and Tender Thought

The Quintessence is found of all he Wrought.

It is the fruit of all his Works,

Which we conceive,

Bring forth, and Give,

Yea and in which the Greater Value lurks.

It is the fine and Curious Flower,

Which we return, and offer evry hour:

So Tender in our Paradice

That in a Trice

It withers strait, and fades away,

If we but ceas its Beautie to display.

2

Why Things so Precious, should be made

So Prone, so Easy, and so Apt to fade

It is not easy to declare.

But God would have

His Creatures Brave

And that too by their own Continual Care.

He gave them Power evry Hour,

Both to Erect, and to Maintain a Tower,

Which he far more in us doth Prize

Then all the Skies.

That we might offer it to Him,

And in our Souls be like the Seraphim.

3

That Temple David did intend,

Was but a Thought, and yet it did transcend

King Solomons. A Thought we know

Is that for which

God doth Enrich

With Joys even Heaven above, and Earth below.

For that all Objects might be seen

He made the Orient Azure and the Green:

That we might in his Works delight.

And that the Sight

Of those his Treasures might Enflame

The Soul with Love to him, he made the same.

4

This Sight which is the Glorious End

Of all his Works, and which doth comprehend

Eternity, and Time, and Space,

Is far more dear,

And far more near

To him, then all his Glorious Dwelling Place.

It is a Spiritual World within.

A Living World, and nearer far of Kin

To God, then that which first he made.

While that doth fade

This therfore ever shall Endure.

Within the Soul as more Divine and Pure.