Apostrophe to Sarah Pierpont by Jonathan Edwards [c. 1723

They say there is a young lady in [New Haven] who is beloved of that almighty Being, who made and rules the world, and that there are certain seasons in which this great Being, in some way or other invisible, comes to her and fills her mind with exceeding sweet delight, and that she hardly cares for anything, except to meditate on him–that she expects after a while to be received up where he is, to be raised up out of the world and caught up into heaven; being assured that he loves her too well to let her remain at a distance from him always. There she is to dwell with him, and to be ravished with his love and delight forever. Therefore, if you present all the world before her, with the richest of its treasures, she disregards it and cares not for it, and is unmindful of any pain or affliction. She has a strange sweetness in her mind, and singular purity in her affections; is most just and conscientious in all her actions; and you could not persuade her to do anything wrong or sinful, if you would give her all the world, lest she should offend this great Being. She is of a wonderful sweetness, calmness and universal benevolence of mind; especially after those seasons in which this great God has manifested himself to her mind. She will sometimes go about from place to place, singing sweetly; and seems to be always full of joy and pleasure; and no one knows for what. She loves to be alone, and to wander in the fields and on the mountains, and seems to have someone invisible always conversing with her

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Set Me Free

I hate you I shout,

Stay away from me.

What do I have to do,

to make you stay away?

It hurts inside,

they have taken things from me.

The darkness surrounds me

God take it away.

I am dying inside, there are too many flaws.

This man says he loves me,

sorry I have heard that before.

But something is different, can it be?

Something is different about the way he looks at me.

I glance his way, just to be sure,

just to see.

Yes, yes he is still looking at me.

What should I do, what should I say?

Something about this man makes me want to hide away.

I have to hide.

Quick find a space,

if he looks any deeper,

he will see my disgrace.

God help me hide my face.

Look left, look right,

ok there is a space.

Yes, it is quiet here in this place.

He cannot see me here in the dark.

The blackness is so deep,

it looks just like my heart.

God be my light.

Hold on, what is that?

Stop, stop, it is too bright.

Brighter and brighter the shine hurts my eyes,

oh my God save me, I am going to die.

Come, Come, I hear someone say.

Ha, what ever, I plan to stay.

Come, Come, there he goes again,

Doesn’t he know I have great sin?

Come, Come, he beckons is me forth,

but I am perfectly happy, living in this filth.

Beloved, my love, I hear the words so softly.

No, it must be a trick because I am not worthy

Come my love, come,

Ok, Ok I say,

But, let me warn you;

this woman is about to decay.

My beloved I have waited.

Are you are kidding me?

Beloved I made you specifically for me.

No how can that be?

Take my hand, and we will take flight.

Here is hand, I feel so light.

Believe in me and your goodness will show.

Hey, my heart is as clean as snow.

I am light, I am free,

the darkness has gone away from me.

My Lord, My Lord Oh how I love thee

Thank you, for setting me free.

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