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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=381173" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Preparatory Meditations - Second Series: 143</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Canticles 6:10. Who is She that Looks Forth as the Morning,<br>Fair as the Moon, Clear as the Sun, Terrible as an Army with Banners)</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wonders amazed! Am I espoused to Thee?<br>My glorious Lord? What! Shall my bit of clay<br>Be made more bright than brightest angels be,<br>Look forth like as the morning every way?<br>And shall my lump of dirts wear such attire?<br>Rise up in heavenly ornaments thus, higher?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But still the wonders stand, shall I look like<br>The glorious morning that doth gild the sky<br>With golden beams that make all day grow light,<br>And view the world o'er with its golden eye?<br>And shall I rise like fair as the fair moon,<br>And bright as in the sun, that lights each room?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When we behold a piece of China clay<br>Formed up into a China dish complete,<br>All spiced o'er with gold sparks display<br>Their beauty all under a glass robe neat,<br>We gaze thereat, and wonder rise up will,<br>Wond'ring to see the Chinese art and skill.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How then should we and angels but admire<br>Thy skill and vessel Thou hast made bright thus<br>Out for to look like to the morning tire<br>That shineth out in all bright heavenly plush?<br>Whose golden beams all varnish o'er the skies<br>And gild our canopy in golden wise?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Wonders are nonplussed to behold Thy spouse<br>Look forth like to the morning whose sweet rays<br>Gild o'er our skies as with transparent boughs<br>Like orient gold of a celestial blaze.<br>Fair as the moon, bright as the sun, most clear,<br>Gilding with spiritual gold grace's bright sphere.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O blessed! Virgin spouse, shall thy sharp looks<br>Gild o'er the objects of thy shining eyes<br>Like fairest moon and brightest sun do th' fruits<br>Even as that make the morning shining rise?<br>The fairest moon in 'ts socket's candle-light<br>Unto the night and th' sun's day's candle bright.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thy spouse's robes all made of spiritual silk<br>Of th' web wove in the heaven's bright loom indeed,<br>By the Holy Spirit's hand more white than milk<br>And fitted to attire thy soul that needs.<br>As th' morning bright's made of the sun's bright rays,<br>So th' Spirit's web thy soul's rich loom o'erlays.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! Spouse adorned like the morning clear,<br>Chasing the night out from its hemisphere.<br>And like the fair face of the moon, whose cheer<br>Is very brave and like the bright sun 'pear,<br>Thus gloriously fitted in brightest story <br>Of grace espoused to be the king of glory.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And thus decked up methinks my ear attends<br>Kings', queens' and ladies' query, 'Who is this?<br>Enravished at her sight, how she out sends<br>Her looks like to the morning filled with bliss,<br>Fair as the moon, clear as the sun in 'ts costs<br>And terrible as is a bannered host?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And all in grace's colors thus bedight,<br>That do transcend with glory's shine the sun<br>And moon for fairness and for glorious light,<br>As doth the sun a glowworm's shine outrun.<br>No wonder then and if the Bridesgroom say,<br>'Thou art all fair, my Love, Yea, everyway.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">May I a member be, my Lord, once made<br>Here of Thy spouse in truest sense, though it be<br>The meanest of all, a toe, or finger 'rayd,<br>I'st have enough bliss, espoused to Thee.<br>Then I in brightest glory ere 't be long<br>Will honor Thee singing that wedden song.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Edward+Taylor">Edward Taylor</a><div class=q>
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My glorious Lord? What! Shall my bit of clay
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