For thee I have ordain'd it, and thus far Have suffer'd, that the glory may be thine Of ending this great war, since none but thou Can end it. Into thee such virtue and grace Immense I have transfus'd, that all may know In heav'n and hell thy power above compare, 705 And this perverse commotion govern'd thus, To manifest thee worthiest to be heir Of all things, to be heir and to be king By sacred unction, thy deserved right.
Go then, thou Mightiest, in thy Father's might, 710 Ascend my chariot, guide the rapid wheels That shake heav'n's basis, bring forth all my war, My bow and thunder, my almighty arms Gird on, and sword upon thy puissant thigh; Pursue these sons of darkness, drive them out 715 From all heav'n's bounds into the utter deep: There let them learn, as likes them, to despise GOD and Messiah his anointed king, odd buf
He said, and on his Son with rays directed Shone full, he all his Father full expresto od 720 Ineffably into his face receiv'd,boids guidenT And thus the filial Godhead answering spake.
O Father, O Supreme of heav'nly thrones, First, Highest, Holiest, Best, thou always seek'st To glorify thy Son, I always thee, wagniw bn A725 De As is most just; this I my glory account,od 10 My exaltation, and my whole delight,odi rov✪ That thou in me well pleas'd declar'st thy will Fulfill'd, which to fulfill is all my bliss. bliss. Ber
Scepter, and power, thy giving, I assume, And gladlier shall resign, when in the end. Thou shalt be all in all, and I in thee For ever, and in me all whom thou lov'st: But whom thou hat'st, I hate, and can put on Thy terrors, as I put thy mildness on,
Image of thee in all things; and shall soon, Arm'd with thy might, rid heav'n of these rebell'd, To their prepar'd ill mansion driven down To chains of darkness and th' undying worm; That from thy just obedience could revolt, Whom to obey is happiness entire.
Then shall thy saints unmix'd, and from th' impure Far separate, circling thy holy mount
Unfained hallelujahs to thee sing,
Hymns of high praise, and I among them chief. 745 So said, he, o'er his sceptre bowing, rose
From the right hand of glory where he sat, And the third sacred morn began to shine, Dawning through heav'n: forth rush'd with whirl- The chariot of paternal Deity,
Flashing thick flames, wheel within wheel undrawn, Itself instinct with spirit, but convoy'd
By four cherubic shapes; four faces each Had wondrous, as with stars their bodies all And wings were set with eyes, with eyes the wheels Of beril, and careering fires between ; Over their heads a crystal firmament, Whereon a saphire throne, inlaid with pure
750 Whereon] Fenton reads Where, on.' Todd.
Amber, and colours of the show'ry arch. He, in celestial panoply all arm'd Of radiant Urim work divinely wrought, Ascended; at his right hand Victory Sate eagle-wing'd, beside him hung his bow And quiver with three-bolted thunder stor❜d, And from about him fierce effusion roll'd Of smoke, and bickering flame, and sparkles dire. Attended with ten thousand thousand saints He onward came, far off his coming shone, And twenty thousand, I their number heard, Chariots of God, half on each hand were seen. 770 He on the wings of Cherub rode sublime, On the crystalline sky, in saphire thron'd. Illustrious far and wide, but by his own First seen, them unexpected joy surpris'd, When the great ensign of Messiah blaz'd, Aloft by angels borne, his sign in heav'n:
Under whose conduct Michael soon reduc'd His army, circumfus'd on either wing, Under their head embodied all in one. Before him power divine his way prepar'd; At his command the uprooted hills retir'd Each to his place, they heard his voice and went Obsequious; Heav'n his wonted face renew'd, And with fresh flow'rets hill and valley smil❜d. This saw his hapless foes, but stood obdur'd,
759 show'ry arch] A. Ramsæi, P. Sacr. ed. Lauder, 1. 5. 'Coelo sicut Thaumantias udo,
Cum picturatum dat mille coloribus arcum.'
And to rebellious fight rallied their powers Insensate, hope conceiving from despair:
In heav'nly spirits could such perverseness dwell' But to convince the proud what signs avail, Or wonders move the obdurate to relent?
They harden'd more by what might most reclaim, Grieving to see his glory, at the sight
Took envy, and, aspiring to his highth, Stood reimbattell'd fierce, by force or fraud Weening to prosper, and at length prevail Against God and Messiah, or to fall
In universal ruin last; and now
To final battel drew, disdaining flight,
Or faint retreat; when the great Son of GOD To all his host on either hand thus spake.
Stand still in bright array, ye saints, here stand, Ye angels arm'd, this day from battel rest; Faithful hath been your warfare, and of GoD Accepted, fearless in his righteous cause, And as ye have receiv'd, so have ye done Invincibly but of this cursed crew The punishment to other hand belongs; Vengeance is his, or whose he sole appoints : Number to this day's work is not ordain'd,
787] hope] Virg. Æn. ii. 364.
Una salus victis, nullam sperare salutem.'
and Q. Curt. L. v. c. iv.
Nor multitude, stand only and behold God's indignation on these godless pour'd By me; not you, but me they have despis'd, Yet envied against me is all their rage, Because the Father, t' whom in heav'n supreme Kingdom, and power, and glory appertains, Hath honour'd me according to his will. Therefore to me their doom he hath assign'd; That they may have their wish, to try with me In battel which the stronger proves, they all, Or I alone against them; since by strength They measure all, of other excellence Not emulous, nor care who them excels; Nor other strife with them do I vouchsafe. So spake the Son, and into terror chang'd His count'nance, too severe to be beheld And full of wrath bent on his enemies. At once the four spread out their starry wings With dreadful shade contiguous, and the orbs Of his fierce chariot roll'd, as with the sound Of torrent floods, or of a numerous host. He on his impious foes right onward drove, Gloomy as night; under his burning wheels The steadfast empyrean shook throughout, All but the throne itself of GOD.
Among them he arriv'd, in his right hand Grasping ten thousand thunders, which he sent Before him, such as in their souls infix'd Plagues they astonish'd all resistance lost, All courage; down their idle weapons dropp'd;
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