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pg 50Hymne to God my God, in my sicknesse
- 1Since I am comming to that Holy roome,
- 2 Where, with thy Quire of Saints for evermore,
- 3I shall be made thy Musique; As I come
- 4 I tune the Instrument here at the dore,
- Editor’s NoteCritical Apparatus5 And what I must doe then, thinke now before.
- Editor’s Note6Whilst my Physitians by their love are growne
- 7 Cosmbgraphers, and I their Mapp, who lie
- 8Flat on this bed, that by them may be showne
- 9 That this is my South-west discoverie
- 10 Per fretum febris, by these streights to die,
- 11I joy, that in these straits, I see my West;
- Editor’s NoteCritical Apparatus12 For, though theire currants yeeld returne to none,
- Editor’s Note13What shall my West hurt me? As West and East
- 14 In all flatt Maps (and I am one) are one,
- 15 So death doth touch the Resurrection.
- Editor’s Note16Is the Pacifique Sea my home? Or are
- 17 The Easterne riches? Is Jerusalem?
- Editor’s Note18Anyan, and Magellan, and Gibraltare,
- Critical Apparatus19 All streights, and none but streights, are wayes to them,
- 20 Whether where Japhet dwelt, or Cham, or Sem.
- Editor’s Note21We thinke that Paradise and Calvarie,
- 22 Christs Crosse, and Adams tree, stood in one place;
- 23Looke Lord, and finde both Adams met in me;
- 24 As the first Adams sweat surrounds my face,
- 25 May the last Adams blood my soule embrace.
- 26So, in his purple wrapp'd receive mee Lord,
- 27 By these his thornes give me his other Crowne;
- 28And as to others soules I preach'd thy word,
- 29 Be this my Text, my Sermon to mine owne,
- Editor’s Note30 Therfore that he may raise the Lord throws down.
In a flat Map, there goes no more, to make West East, though they be distant in an extremity, but to paste that flat Map upon a round body, and then West and East are all one. In a flat soule, in a dejected conscience, in a troubled spirit, there goes no more to the making of that trouble, peace, then to apply that trouble to the body of the Merits, to the body of the Gospel of Christ Jesus, and conforme thee to him, and thy West is East, thy Trouble of spirit is Tranquillity of spirit. The name of Christ is Oriens, The East;, And yet Lucifer himselfe is called Filius Orientis, The Son of the East. If thou beest fallen by Lucifer … and not fallen as Lucifer, to a senslesnesse of thy fall.… but to a troubled spirit, still thy Prospect is the East, still thy Climate is heaven, still thy Haven is Jerusalem (Sermons, vi. 59).