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old broken boards of his tabernacle, and pin them, and oail them together: bur bilis and supplications are up in heaven, Christ hath coffers full of them; "there is mercy on the other side of this his cols; a good answer to all our bills is agreed upon. I must tell you what lovely Jelus, fair Jesus, King Jesus hath done to my foul : sometimes he seadeth me out a standing drink, and whispereth a word through the wall; and I am well content of kindness at the second hand; his bode is ever welcome to me, be what it will; but at other times he will be messenger himself, and I get the cup of salvation out of his own hand, (he drinking to me) and we cannot rest till we be in others arms; and O how sweet is a fresh kiss from his holy mouth! his breathing that go. eth berore a kiss upon my poor soul, is sweet, and hath oo fault, but that it is too short; I am careless, and stand not much on this, howbeit loins, and back, and shoulders, and head rive in pieces, in stepping up to my Father's house. I know my Lord can make long, and broad, and high, and deep glory to his name, out of this bit feckless body; tor Christ looketh not what stuff he mak. eth glory out of. My dearly beloved, ye have often refreshed me, but that is put up in my Master's accompts; ye have him debtor for me: but if ye will do any thing for me, (as I know ye will) now in my extremity, tell all my dear friends, that a prisoner is fettered and chain'd in Christ's love; Lord never loose the fetters; and ye and they together take my heartiest commendations to my Lord Jelus, and thank him for a poor friend. I desire your husband to read this letter; I send him a prisoner's blessing; I will be obliged to him, if he will be williog to suffer for my dear Master; suffering is the professor's golden garment; there shall be no losses on Christ's side of it. Ye have been witnesses of much joy betwixt Christ and me at communion-feasts, the remembrance whereof (howbeit I be feafted in secret) holdeth my heart; for I am put from the board head, and the King's first mess to his by board, and his broken meat is sweet unto me. I thank my Lord for bor. rowed crumbs, no less than when I was feasted at the communiontable in Anworth and Kirkcudbright. Pray that I may get one day of Christ in public, as I have had long since before my eyes be closed. Oh that my Master would take up house again, and lend me the keys of his wine cellar again, and God send me bor. Towed drink till then! Remember my love to Christ's kinsmen with you. I pray for Christ's Father's blessing to them all. Grace be with you; a prisoner's blessing be with you: I write it, and I bide by it, God shall be glorious in Marion M'Naught, when this stormy blast shall be over. O woman beloved of God, believe, rejoice, be strong in the Lord! Grace is thy portion. Aberdeen, June 15,

Your brother in his sweet Lord

Jesus, S. R.

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36. TO JOHN GORDON at Risco in Galloway. My worthy and dear brother,

not your short fand-glass, which runneth very fait :

seek your Lord in time. Let me obtain of you a letter under your hand, for a promise to God, by his grace, to take a new course of walking with God: heaven is not at the next door ; I find it hard to be a Christian; there is no little thrusting and thronging to thrust in at heaven's gates'; it is a castle taken by force ? Many shall strive to enter in, and shall not be able. I beseech and obtest you in the Lord make conscience of rash and passionate oaths, of raging and sudden avenging anger, of nightdrinking, of needless companionry, of fabbath-breaking, of hurting any under you by word or deed, of hating your very enemies. • Except ye receive the kingdom of God as a little child, (and be as meek and fober-minded as a babe) ye cannot enter into the kingdom of God:' that is a word which should touch you near, and make you stoop and cast yourself down, and make your great spirit fall. I know this will not be easily done; but I recommend it to you, as you tender your part of the kingdom of heaver. Brother, I may, from new experience, speak of Christ to you. Oh if ye law in him what I see! Ariver of God's unseen joys have Aowed from bank to brae over my soul since I parted with you : I wish I wanted part, so being ye might have; that your soul might be fick of love for Christ, or rather satiate with him : this clay-idol, the world, would seem to you then not worth a fig; time will eat you out of possession of it: when the eye-strings break, and the breath groweth cold, and the imprisoned soul looketh out at the windows of the clay: house, ready to leap out into eternity, what would ye then give for a lamp full of oil ? O seek it now. I desire you to correct and curb banning, swearing, lyiog, drinking, fabbath breaking, and idle spending of the Lord's day in absence from the kirk, as far as your authority reacheth in that parish. I hear a man is to be thrust into that place, to the which I have God's right; I know ye should have a voice by God's word in that, Acts i. 15, 16. to the end, and Acts vi. 3, 5. Ye would be loth that any prelate should put you out of your possesfion earthly, and this is your right. I write to your wife. Grace be with you, Aberdeen, March 14,

Your loving pastor, 1637

S. R.

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37. To the Lady HALHILL. Dear and Chriftian Lady, G

to your Ladyship; but now, the Lord offering a fit occae lon, I would not omit to do it. I cannot but acquaint your La. dyship with the kind dealing of Christ to my soul, in this house of my pilgrimage, that your Ladyship may know Christ is as good as he is called : for at my first entry into this trial, (being caften down, and troubled with challenges and jealousies of his love, whose name and testimony I now bear in my bonds) I feared nothing more than that I was casten over the dike of the vineyard, as a dry tree; but, blessed be his great name, the dry cree was in the fire, and was not burnt, his dew came down and quickened the root of a withered plapt; and now he is come again with joy, and hath been plealed to feast his exiled and afflicted prisoner with the joy of his consolations: now I weep, but am not fad; I am chaftened, but I die not; I have loss, but I want nothing: this water cannot drown me, this fire cannot burn me, because of the good-will of him that dwelt in the bush. The worst things of Christ, his reproaches, his cross, is better than Egypt's treasures. He hath opened his door, and taken into his house of wine a poor Anner, and hath left me fo Gck of love for my Lord Jesus, that if heaven were at my disposing, I would give it for Chrift, and would not be content to go to heaven, except I were, persuaded Chrift were there: I would not give nor exchange my bonds for the P. velvets; oor my prison for their coaches; nor my fighs for all the world's laughter; this clay idol, the world, hath no great court in my Toul: Christ hath come and run away to heaven with my heart and my love, fo that neither heart nor love is mine; I pray God Christ may keep both without reversion. In my estimation, as I am now disposed, if my part of this world's clay were rouped and fold, I would think it dear of a drink of water. I see Christ's love is so kingly, that it will not abide a marrow; it must have a throne all alone in the soul; and I see apples beguile bairns, howbeit they be worm eaten; the moth-eaten pleasures of this present world make bairas believe ten is a hundred, and yet all that are here are but shadows; if they would draw by the curtain that is hanged betwixt them and Christ, they should think themselves fools who have so long miskenned the Son of God I feek no more, next to heaven, but that he may be glorified in a prisoner of Christ; and that in my behalf many would praise his high and glorious name, who heareth the sighing of the prisoner. Remember

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service to the Laird your husband, and to your Son by acquaintance: I with Christ had his yopog love, and that in

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the morning he would start to the gate, to feek that which this world knoweth not, and therefore doth not seek it. The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with you, Aberdeen, March 14,

Tours in his fweet Lord 1637.

Jefus, S. R.

oooo 38. To the Right Honourable my Lord LINDSAY. Right honourable and my very good Lord,

boldness to express myself to your Lordship, at this fo needful a time, when your wearied and friendless mother-kirk is looke ing round about her, to fee if any of her sons doth really bemone her defolation: therefore, my dear and worthy Lord, I beleech you in the bowels of Christ, pity that widowlike fifter and spouse of Christ. I know, her hulband is not dead, but he seemeth to be in another country, and feeth well, and beholdeth who are his true and tender hearted friends, who dare venture under the water to bring out to dry-land sinking truth, and who of the nobles will cast

up their arm, to ward a blow off the crowned-head of our royal Lawgiver who reigneth in Zion, who will plead and contend for Jacob, in the day of his controversy. It is now. time, my worthy and noble Lord, for you who are the little purse-fae thers (under our sovereign Prince) to put on courage for the Lord Jesus, and to take up a fallen orphan, speaking out of the dust, and to embrace in your arms Christ's bride : he hath no more in Scotland that is the delight of his eyes, but that one little fister, 'whose breast's were once well-fashioned; she once ravished her Well beloved with her eyes and overcame him with her beauty; she looked forth as the morning, fair as the moon, clear as the fuo, terrible as an army with banners: her staturę was like the palm-tree, and her breasts like clusters of grapes, and she held the king in his galleries,' Cant. iv. 9. and vi. 10. and vii. 5.7. But now the crown is fallen from her head, and her gold waxed dim, and our white Nazarites are become - black as the coal. Blessed are they who will come out and help Chrift against the mighty: the shields of the earth and the nobles are debtors to Christ for their honoures and should bring their glory and honour to the new Jerusalem; Rev. xxi. 24. Alas that great men should be fo far from fubjecting themselves to the fweet yoke of Christ, that they burst his bonds afunder, and think, they do not go on foot when Christ is on horleback, and that every nod of Christ, commanding as a king, is a load like a mountain of iron;

and therefore they fay, This man shall not reign over us, we must have another king than Christ in his own house. Therefore kneel to Christ, and kiss his Son, and let him have your Lord

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fhip's vote, as your alone law-giver. I am sure, when you leave this old waste inns of this perishing life, and shall reckon with your host, and depart hence, and take shipping, and make over for eternity, which is the yonder side of time, and a fandglass of threescore short years is running cut to look over your shoulder then, to that which ye have done, spoken, and suffered for Christ, (his dear bride that he ranfomed with that blood, which is more precious than gold) and for truth, and the freedom of Christ's kingdom; your acounts shall more sweetly smile and laugh upon you, than if you had two worlds of gold to leave to your pofterity. O my dear Lord, consider that our master, eternity, and judgment, and the last reckoning, will be upon us in the twinkling of an eye: the blast of the last trumpet, now bard at hand, will cry down all acts of parliament, all the determinations of pretended assemblies, against Christ our law.giver : there will be shortly a proclamation by one standing in the clouds, that time shall be no more, and that court with kings of clay fhall be no more; and prisons, confinements, forfeitures of dobles, wrath of kings, hazard of lands, houses and name for Christ shall be no more. This world's span length of time is drawn now to lefs than half an inch, and to he point of the evening of the day of this old and gray hair'd world: and there. fore be fixed and fast for Christ and his truth for a time; and fear not him, whose life goeth out at his noftrils, who shall die

I am persuaded Christ is responsal, and law-biding, to make recompence for any thing that is hazarded or given out for him: losses for Christ are but our goods given out in bank in Christ's hand. Kings earthly are well favoured little clay gods, time's idols; but a fight of our invisible king shall decry and darken all the glory of this world. At the day of Christ, truth shall be truth, and not treason : alas! it is pitiful, that filence, when the thatch of our Lord's house hach taken fire, is now the flower and the bloom of court and state-wisdom; and to cast a covering over a good profession, (as if it blushed at light) is tho't a canoy and sure way through this life: but the fafest way, Iam perswaded, is to tine and win with Christ, and to hazard fairly for him ; for heaven is but a company of noble venturers for Christ. I dare hazard my soul, Christ sall grow green and blof. som as the role of Sharon yet in Scotland; howbeit now his leaf feemeth to wither, and his root to dry up. Your noble ancestors have been inrolled amongst the worthies of this nation, as the sure friends of the Bridegroom, and valiant for Christ: I hope ye will follow on to come to the Streets for the fame Lord. The world is fill at yea and pay with Christ. It shall be your glory, and the fure foundation of your house, (now when houses are tumbling down, and birds building their nefts, and thorns and briers

as a man.

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