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PREPARATORY MEDITATIONS, 2D SERIES: 157 (A), by                 Poet Analysis     Poet's Biography
First Line: How blest am I having such blest a lord
Last Line: Is richer spirits far than cana's wine.
Subject(s): Puritans In Literature


How Blesst am I having such blesst a Lord
If I improve my Happiness a right
He loves me so that he doth me afford
A Banquet such that none can make the like.
It's not a single meate, but certainly
It life sustains unto Eternity.

The sweetest dainties that were ever disht,
On any table in best Cookery
In Heavens made. It's Mannah, Angells feast
The Holy Angells * * *
That in the Golden poet kept * * * to
Was a black shadow unto this * * *

Ground in God's mill in Heaven, finest floure
And made into a pasty paste * * *
And filld with Paschall Mutton that nere soures
Backt in the Backhouse of Free Grace displaid
Serv'd up in Gospell Chargers pure and bright
By shining Angells all arrayd milk white.

When this Grist in Free Graces mill ground and
Bolted most fine into Gospell Tiffiny
And made in shew Bread Wafers * * * shew stand
* * * golden Altar shew bread gloriously
Yet that of Manna's wheat's but grudgens bakt
But oh this Banquet is all Shugar Cake.

This Meat and drink is best ten thousand fold
The Paschall mutton th'fattest of the flock
And cookt by Grace in Chargers fine of Gold
This is the Banquets fare * * * on the rock.

Its Wisdoms rost meat on free graces spit
All Saints * * * dripping shall
And of this table's fare Saints eate each bit
And never let the least crumb from them fall.
The Liquour that his table holds is fine,
Is richer Spirits far than Cana's Wine.





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