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who thou will, of the free salvation; Christ's sweet balm for thy wounds, O poor humble believer; Christ's kisses for thy watery , cheeks; Christ's blood of atonement for thy guilty soul; Christ's heaven for thy poor soul, though once banished out of paradise; and my Master shall make good my word e'er long. Othat people were wise! O that people were wise! O that people would spier out Christ, and never rest while they find him! O how shall my soul mourn in fecret, if my nine years pained head, and fore breast, and pained back, and grieved heart, and private and public prayers to God, and shall all be for nothing among that people ! Did my Lord Jesus
fead me but to summon you before your Judge, and to leave your summons at your houses? Was I fent as a wit. ness only to gather your dittays. O my God forbid ! Often did I tell you of a fan of God's word to come among you, for the con. tempt of it; I told you often of wrath, wrath from the Lord, co come upon Scotland; and yet I bide by my Master's word; it is quickly
coming, desolation for Scotland, because of the quarrel of a broken covenant. Now, worthy Sirs, my dear people, my joy, and my crown in the Lord, let him be your fear; seek the Lord, and his face, fave your souls. Doves flee to Christ's windows; pray for me, and praise for me. The blessing of my God, the prayers and blessing of a poor prisoner, and your lawful pastor, be upon you. Aberdeen. June 16.
Your lawful and loving 1637.
paftor, S. R.
15. To the right Honourable and Christian Lady, my Lady BOYD: Madam.
Race, mercy and peace be to you, from God our Father, Ladyship for your letter that hath refreshed my soul
. I think myfelf many ways obliged to your Ladyship for your love to my afdicted brother, now embarked with me in that saine cause. His Lord hath been pleased to put him on truth's fide; I hope your Ladyship will befriend him with your counsel and countenance in that country where he is a stranger; and your Ladyship needeth not fear but your kindness to his own Mall be put up in Christ's accounts. Now, Madam, for your Ladyship's case I rejoice ex. ceedingly, that the Father of lights hath made you see that there is a nick io Christianity, which ye contend to be at; and that is, to quit the right eye, and the right hand, and to keep the Son of God: I hope your desire is to make him your garland, and your eye looketh up the mount, which certainly is nothing but the new creature, Fear not, Christ will not cast. water upon your smoak ing coal; and then, who else dare do it if he say aay? Be forry at
corruption, and not secure; that companion lay with you in your mother's womb, and was as early friends with you as the breath of life: and Christ will not have it otherwise; for he delighteth to take up fallen bairns, and to mend broken brows; binding up of wounds is his office; Isa. 61. ift. I am glad Christ will get employment of his calling in you: many a whole fou is in hea. ven, which was sicker than ye are: he is content ye lay broken arms and legs on his knee, that he may spelk them. 2dly. Hiding of his face is wise love; his love is not fond, doating, and reasonless, to give your head do other pillow while ye be in at beaven's gates, but to ly betwixt his breasts, and lean upon his bofom : nay, his bairns must often have the frosty cold side of the hill, and set down both their bare feet among thorns : his love hath eyes, and in the mean time is looking on. Our pride must have winter weather to rot it. But I know Christ and ye shall not be heard; ye will whisper it over betwixt yourselves, and a. gree again; for the anchor-tow abideth fast within the vail; the end of it is in Christ's ten fingers: who dare pull if he hold ? 'I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying, Fear not, I will help thee,' Isa. 41. 13. Fear not, Jacob. The sea fick pas. fenger shall come to land; Chrift will be the first that will meet you on the shore. I hope your Ladyship will keep the king's highway; go on in the strength of the Lord in haste, as if ye had not leisure to speak to the inn-keepers by the way: he is over beyond time in the other fide of the water, who thinketh long for you. For my unfaithful self, Madam, I must say a word. At my first coming híther, the devil made many a black lie of my Lord Jesus, and said, the court was changed, and he was angry, and would give an evil servant his leave at mid-term; but he gave me grace not to take my leave; I resolved to hide fummons, and sit, how. beit it was suggested and said, What should be done with a wi. thered tree, but over the dike with it? But now, now, (I dare not, I do not keep it up) who is teasted as his poor exiled priso. ner? I think shame of the board-head and the first mefs, and the royal King's dining hall, and that my black hand should come on such a ruler's table: but I cannot mend it, Christ must have his will; only he paineth my soul fo sometimes with his love, that I have been nigh to pass modesty, and to cry out; he hath left a smoaking burning coal in my heart, and gone to the door himself and left me and it together, yet it is not defertion; I know not what it is, but I was never so sick for him as now. I durft not challenge my Lord, if I got no more for heaven, it is a dawting cross. I know he hath other things to do than to play with me, and trundle an apple with me, and that this feast will end. O for instruments in God's name, that this is he! and that I may make use of it, when it may be, a near friend within me will say,
and when it will be said by a challenging devil, Where is my God? Since I know it will not last, I defire but to keep broken meat : but let no man after me Nander Christ for his cross. The great Lord of the covenant, who brought from the dead the great shepherd of his sheep, by the blood of the eternal covenant, establish you. and keep you and yours to his appearance. Aberdeen, March 7,
Yours in his fweet Lord. 1637
Jefus, S. R.
16 To Mr. ALEXANDER HENDERSON. My reverend and dear brother, I
my fweet feasts and they are above the deserving of such a fioner, high and out of measure) I have sadness to ballast me, and weight me a little It is but his boundless wisdom who hath taken the tutoring of his witless child; and he kpoweth to be drunken with comforts is not safest for our stomachs. However it be, the dim, and noise, and glooms of Christ's cross are weightier than itself. I protest to you, (my witness is in heaven) I could with many pound weights added to my cross, to know that by my sufferings, Christ were set forward in his kingly office in this land. Oh! what is my skin to his glory; or my losses, or my fad heart, to the apple of the eye of our Lord, and his beloved spouse, his precious truth, his royal privileges, the glory of manifested justice in giving of his foes a dash, the testimony of his faithful servants, who do glorify him, when he rideth upon poor Weak worms, and triumpheth in them? I desire you to pray, that I may come out of this furnace with honesty; and that I may leave Christ's truth no worse than I found it; and that this most honourable cause may neither be stained, nor weakened. As for your case, my revereod and dearest brother, ye are the talking of the Dorth and south; and looked to fo, as if ye were all chrystal glass; your motes and duft mould soon be proclaimed, and trumpets blown at your flips : but I know ye have laid help upon one that is mighty. Intrust not your comforts to men's airy and frothy applaule, neither lay your down-castings on the tongues of falt mockers and reproachers of godliness : as deceivers, and yet true; as unknown, and yet still known. God hath called you to Christ's tide, and the wind is now in Christ's face in this land; and seeing ye are with him, ye cannot expect the lee side, or the funny-fide of the brae: but I know ye have resolved to take Christ upon any terms whatsoever: I hope ye do vot rue, though your cause be bated, and that prejudices are taken up against it. The shields of the world think our master cumbersome wares, and that he maketh too great din, and that his curds and yokes make blain's
and deep scores in their neck; therefore they kick, they say, This man shall not reigo over us. Let us pray one for another: he who hath made you a chosen arrow in his quiver, hide you in the hollow of his hand. I am Aberdeen, March 9,
rours in his fweet Lord 1637.
Jefus, S. R
17. To the Right Honourable my Lord LOW DON. My very noble and honourable Lord, mercy and
peace your Lordship, that you may know the honourable cause ye are graced to profess in Christ's own truth. Ye are many ways blessed of God, who hath taken upon you to come out to the streets with Christ on your forehead, when so many are alhamed of him, and hide him, as it were, under their cloak, as if he were a stolen Christ. If this faithless generation (and especially the nobles of this kingdom) thought not Christ dear wares, and religion expensive, hazardous and dangerous, they would not slip from his cause as they do, and stand looking on with their hands folded behind their back, when lowns are running away with the fpoil of Zion on their back, and the boards of the Son of God's tabernacle. Law and justice are to be had to any, especially for money and moyen; but Christ can get no law, good, chcap, nor dear. It were the glory and honour of you, who are the nobles of this land, to plead for your wronged Bridegroom, and his oppressed Spouse, as far as zeal and standing law will go with you. Your ordinary logic from the event (that it will do no good) to the caufe (and therefore filence is best, till the Lord put to his own hand) is not (with reverence to your Lordship's learning) worth a straw: events are God's ; let us do and not plead against God's office ; let him sit at his own helm, who moderateth all events; it is not a good course to complain, that we cannot get a providence of gold, when our laziness, cold zeal, temporizing, and faithless fearfulness spilleth God's providence. Your Lordship will pardon me; I am not of that mind, that tumults or arms.is the way to put Christ on his throne; or that Christ will be served, and truth vindicated only with the arm of flesh and blood & nay, Chrift doth his turn with less din than with garments rolled in blood. But I would the zeal of God were in the nobles to do their part for Chrift: and I must be pardoned to write to your Lordship this, I do not, I dare not but speak to others what God hath done to the soul of his poor, afflicted, exiled prisoner : his comfort is more than I ever knew before; he hath sealed the hoDourable cause I now fuffer for, and I fhall not believe that Chrift will put to hisAmca, and ring upon an imagination : he hath made
a'i his promises good to me, and hath filled up all the blanks with his own hand; I would not exchange my bonds with the plaistered joy of this whole world: it hath pleased him to make a sinner, the like of me, an ordinary banqueter in his house of wine, with that royal, princely one, Christ Jesus. O what weighing! O what telling is in his love! How sweet must he be, when that black and burdensome tree, his own cross, is so perfumed with joy and gladness! O for help to lift him up by praises on his royal throne! I seek no more but that his name may be spread abroad in me, that meikle good may be spoken of Christ on my behalf: this being done, my losses, place, stipend, credit, ease, and liberty, shall all be made up to my full contentment and joy of heart, I will be confident your Lordship will go on in the strength of the Lord, and keep Christ and avoueh him, that he may read your game publickly before men and angels. I will intreat your Lordfhip to exhort and encourage that nobleman your chief to do the fame; but I am wo, many of you find a new wisdom, which deserveth not such a name; it were better that men should see that their wisdom be holy, and their holiness wife. I must be bold to desire
your Lordship to add to your former favours to me (for the which your Lordship hath a prisoner's blessing and prayers) this, that ye would be pleased to befriend my brother, now suffering for the same cause; for he is to dwell nigh your Lordship's bounds; your Lordship's word and countenance may help him. Thus recommending your Lordship to the saving grace, and tender mercy of Christ Jesus our Lord, I rest Aberdeen, March
Your Lordship's obliged servant 1637
in Chrift. S. R.
18. To Mr. WILLIAM DALGLISH, Minister of the gospel. Reverend and dear Brother,
peace be youam well; my Lord Jesus is kinder to me than ever he was; it pleaseth him to dine and sup with his afflicted prisoner ; a King feasteth me, and his spikenard cafteth a sweet smell. Put Christ's love to the trial, and put upon it burdens, and then it will appear love indeed: we employ not his love, and therefore we know it not. I verily count more of the sufferings of my Lord, than of this world's lustered and over-gilded glory. I dare not say but my Lord Jesus hath fully recompensed my fadness with his joys; my losses with his own presence I find it a sweet and rich thing to cxchange my forrows with Christ's joys, my afflictions with that sweet peace I have with himself. Brother, this is his own truth I now suffer for; he hath sealed my sufferings with his own comforts, and I know he will Rot put his feal upon blank paper : his feals are cot dumb, nor de