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and hold ffom coming nigh the figns of a conspiracy with thofe that are now come out against Christ; that ye may be one kepe for Chfilt only. I know your Ladyship thinketh upon this, and how you may be bumbled for yourself and this backsliding land; for I avouch, that wrath from the Lord is gone out against Scotland. I think ay the longer the better of iny royal and worthy Master : he is become a new welbeloved to me now, in renewed confolations, by the presence of the Spirit of grace and glory. Christ's garments smell of the powder of the merchant, when he cometh out of his ivory chambers: O his perfumed face, his fair face, his lovely and kindly kisses, have made me a poor prisoner fee, there is more to be had of Christ in this life, than I believed. We think all is but a little earnest, a four hours, a small tasting, we have, or is to be had in this life; (which is true, compared with the inheritance) but yet I know, it is more, it is the kingdom of God within us. Wo, wo is me, that I have not ten loves for that one Lord Jesus; and that love faileth, and driveth up in loving him; and that I find no way to spend my love defires, and the yolk of my heart, apon that fairelt and dearest one: I am far behind with my narrow heart. O how ebb a soul have I to take in Christ's love! for, let worlds be multiplied according to angels understanding, in millions, while they weary themselves; these worlds would not contain the thousandth part of his love. O if I could yoke in amongst the thick of angels, and seraphims, and now glorified saints, and could rise a new love-song of Christ, before all the world! I am paiped with wondering at new-opened treasures in Chrift: if every finger, member, bone, and joint, were a torch burning in the hottest fire in hell
. I would they could all send out love praises, high fongs of praise for evermore, to that plant of renown, to that royal and high Prince, Jesus my Lord : but alas ! his love swellech in me, and findeth no veni; alas ! what can a dumb prisoner do or say for him? O for an engine to write a book of Christ and his love ! nay, I am left of him bound, and chained with his love; I cannot find a loosed soul to lift up his praises, and give them out to others. But oh my day- light hath thick clouds; I cannot shine in his praises, I am often like a ship plying about to seek the wind; ,I fail at great leisure, and cannot be blown upon that loveliest Lord: oh if I could turn my fails to Christ's right airth; and that I had my heart's wishes of his love! But, I but marr his praises ; nay, I know no comparison of what Christ is, and what his worth is: all the angels, and all the glorified, praise him not so much as in halves; who can advance him, or atter all his praises? I want nothing; unknown faces favour me; enemies must speak good of the truth; my Master's cause purchaseth commendations. The hopes of my enlargemeat, from appearances, are cold: my faith hath no bed
to sleep upon, but omnipotency. The good-will of the Lord, and his sweetest presence, be with you and
that child. Grace and peace be yours. Aberdeen, 1637 Your Ladysbip's in all duty, in his
fweet Lord Jefus, S. R.
9. To the Right Honourable and Christian Lady, The VIS
COUNTESS of KENMURE
not omit to write a line with the Christian bearer, one in your Ladyship's own cafe, driven near to Christ, in and by her affiction. I wish that my friends in Galloway forget me not; however it be, Christ is so good, that I will have no other tutor, fuppofe I could have wail and choice of ten thousand beside. I think now five hundred heavy hearts for him too little. I wish Christ, now weeping, suffering, and contemned of men, were more dear and desirable to many souls than he is : I am sure, if the saints wanted Christ's cross, so profitable and so sweet, they might, for the gain and glory of it, wish it were lawful, either to buy or borrow his cross; but it is a mercy that the faints have it laid to their hand for nothing; for I know no sweeter way to heaven, than through free grace, and hard trials together; and one of these cannot welt want another. Othat time would post faster, and hasten our looked for communion with that faireft, fairelt a mong the fons of men ! O that the day would favour us, and come, and put
Christ and us in other's arms ? I am sure a few years will do our turn, and the soldier's hour glass will soon rup out. Madam, look to your lamp, and look for your Lord's coming, and let your heart dwell aloof from that child... Christ's jea Jousy will not admit two equal loves in your Ladyship's heart; he must have one, and that the greatest ; a little one to a creature may, and must suffice a soul married to him. "Your Maker is your Husband," Isa. liv. I would wish you well, and my obligations these many years bygone speak no less to me; but more ! can neither wish, nor pray, nor defire for to your Ladyship, than Christ fingled and wailed out from all created good things; or Chrift, howbeit wet in his owa blood, and wearing a crown of thoros. I am sure, the faints, at their best, are but strangers to the weight and worth of the incomparable sweetness of Christ. He is fo new, so fresh in excellency, every day of new, to those that search more.and.more" in him, as if heaven could furnish us as many new Chrifts (if I may fpeak so as there are days betwixt
he is one and the same. Oh we love an upknown lover, when we love Chrift! Let me hear how the child is
him and us,
every way; the prayers of a prisoner of Christ be upon him.
Tours in his sweet Lord
Jefus, S. R.
19. To tbe Noble and Christian Lady, The VISCOUNTESS
of KENMURE. Madam, Otwithstanding the great haste of thie bearer, I would
bless your Ladyship in paper, defiring, that since Christ hath ever envied, that the world should have your love by him, that ye give yourself out for Christ, and that ye may be for nonther. I know none worthy of you but Christ. Madam, I am either suffering for Christ, and this is either the sure and good way, or I have done with heaven, and will never see God's face (which, I bless him, cannot be.) I write my blessing to that sweet child, that ye have borrowed from God; he is no heritage to you, but a loan ; love him as folks do borrowed things. My heart is heavy for you. They fay the kirk of Christ hath neither fon, nor heir; and therefore her enemies shall possess her; but I know he is not that ill friended, her Husband is her heir, and she his heritage. If my Lord would be pleased, I would desire some were dealt with, for my return to Anwoth, but if that never be, I thank God, Anwoth is not heaven, preaching is not Chrift, I hope to wait on. Let me hear how the child is, and your Ladyhip's mind and hopes of him; for it would ease my heart to know that he is well. I am in good terms with Christ; but oh my guiltiness! yet he bringeth not pleas betwixt him and me to the freets, and before the sun. Grace, grace, for evermore be with your Ladyship. Aberdeen, 1637 Your Ladysbip's at all obedience in
Chrift, S. R.
11. To the Right Honourable and Christian Lady, My Lady
VISCOUNTESS. of KÉNMURE. Madam, RACE, mercy and peace to you: I am refreshed with
your letters. The right hand of him, to whom belong the issues from death, hath been gracious to that sweet child: I do not, I do not forget him and your Ladyship in my prayers. Madam, for your own cafe, I love careful, and withal doing complaints of want of practice ; because I observe many, who think, it holiñess enough to complain and föt themselves at nothing, as if
to fry, I am sick, would cure them; they think complaints a good charm for guiltiness. I hope you are wrestling and fruggling on, in this dead age, wherein fólks have loft tongue, and legs, and arms, for Christ. I urge upon you, Madam, a nearer communion with Christ, and a growing communion. There are curtains to be drawn by, in Christ, that we never faw, and new foldings of love in him. I despair that ever I Mall win to the far end of that love, there are so many plies in it. Therefore dig deep; and sweat, and labour, and take pains for him; and set by so much time in the day for him as you can: he will be won with labour. 1, his exiled prisoner, fought him, and he hath rued upon me, and bath made a moạn for me, as he doth for his own, Jer. xxxi. 20. Isa. xlv. 11. and I know not what to do with Christ, his love surroundeth and surchargeth me. "I am burdened with it, but O how sweet and lovely is that burden! I do not keep it within me: I am so in love with his love, that if his love were not in heam ven, I would be unwilling to go there. 'O what weighing and what telling is in Christ's love! I fear nothing now so much as the laughing of Christ's cross, and the love showers that accom. pany it. I wonder what he meaneth 'to put such a slave at the board-head, at his own elbow. O that I should lack my' black mouth to such a fair, fair, fair face as Christ! but dare not refuse to be loved; the cause is not in me why he hath looked upon me, and loved me, for he got neither budd nor hire of 'me, it cost me nothing, it is good cheap love. O the many pound weights of his love, under which I am sweetly presled! Now, Madam, I per fuade you, the greatest part but play with Christianity, they put it by hand easily. I thought it had been an easy thing to be a Christian, and that to seek God had been at the next door ; but oh the windings, the turnings, the ups and the downs, that he hath led me through; and I fee yet much way to the foord : he speaketh with my reins in the night season ; and in the morn, ing, when I awake, I find his love-arrows, that he shot at me, sticking in my heart: who will help me to praise? who will come lift with me, and set on high his great love? and yet I find, that a fire-flaught of challenges will come in at midsummer, and ques. tion-me; but it is only to keep a Gioner in order. As for friends, I shall not think the world to be the world, if that well go not dry. I trust in God to use the world, as a canny or cunning master doth a knave-servant (at least God give me grace to do so) he giveth him do handling or credit, only he instructeth him with common errands, wherein he cannot play the knave. I pray God, I may not give this world credit of my joys, and comforts, and confidence: that were to put Christ out of his office : Day, I counsel you, Madam, from a little experience, let Chrilt keep the great seal, and entrust him so as to hang your vessels great and
small, and pin your burdens upon the nail fastened in David's house, Ifa. xxii. 23. Let me not be well, if ever they get the tu. toring of my comforts : away, away with irresponsal tutors, that would play me a Nip, and then Christ would laugh at me, and say, Well-wared, try again e'er ye trust. Now wo is me, for my whorith mother, the church of Scotland; oh who will bewail her! Now the presence of the great angel of the covenant be with you and that sweet child. Aberdeen, March 7,
Tours in his fweet Lord 1637
Jesus, S. R.
12. To the Right Honour able and Christian Lady, my Lady KEN
MURE. Madam, Pon the offered opportunity of this worthy bearer, I could noi omit to answer the heads of
your letterit, I not much to set down in paper fome good things anent Christ, that fealed and holy thing; and 10 feed my soul with raw wishes to be one with Christ; for a wish is but broken and half. love; but rily to obey this, Come and see, is a harder matter! But oh I have raiher (moke than fire, and guesings rather than real assurances of him: I have little or nothing to say, but that I am as one who hath found favour in his eyes; but there is some pining and mismannered hunger, that maketh me miscall and nickname Christ, as a changed Lord: but alas ! it is ill fitten. I caonot believe with. out a pledge, I cannot take God's word without a caution, as if Christ had lost and sold his edit, and were not in my books responsal and law-biding: but this is my way; for his way is, Eph. i. 13. “After that ye believed, ye were sealed with the Holy Spi. rit of promite. 2d, Ye write that I am filled with knowledge, and ftand not in need of these warnings; but certainly my light is dim, when it cometh to handy-grips, and how many have full coffers, and yet emply bellies ! light, and the faving use of light, are far different. O what need then have I to have the ashes blown away from my dying out fire! I may be a book man, and be an idiot and stark fool in Christ's way; learning will not beguile Christ; the Bible beguiled the Pharisees, and so may I be misled. Therefore, as night watches hold one another waking, by speak. ing to one another, so have we need to hold one another on foot : fieep stealeth away the light of watching, even the light that reprov. eth sleeping. I doubt not but more should fetch heaven if they believed not heaven to be at the next door : the world's negative holiDess, no adulterer, no murderer, no thief, nor cozener, maketh men believe they are already glorified saints : but the 6th chapter to the Hebrews may affright us all, when wc 'lear that men may take of D