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PREFACE

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THE

Chriftian Reader.

Reader,

N this Book is fet forth a tedious Pilimage, through the many dangerous Hazards of the Wilderness of this World, to the Heavenly Canaan of eternal Reft and Peace In which, tho' under the Simihtude of a Dream, is lively reprefented the Site of our Chriftian Warfare, wherein fighting Valiantly under the Bunner of Chrift, the great Captain of our Sulvation, we ball affuredly overcome our Spiritual Enemies and be victorious Conquerors over thofe Fenr tions that befet frail buman. Nature, and would hinder us from leaving in good Time, the City

cando (which is this Worlds

and its fruitless Pleasures, Cares, and lacumbrances) to journey towards the Heavenly Jerufalem, which is the truc Centre of our endlefs Happiness, in the Fruition of unfpeik

able and Soul-ravishing Joys, that know no Date nor Confummation.

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This has been in the former, as well as prefent Age, a Way of Writing that has been extremely taking, reprefenting to the Mind Things that command our most ferious and work more upon the Minds of Men, than if delivered in plainer Terms; however, to the difcerning Chriftian, there is nothing in this that is bfcure and difficult to be understood, nothing but what is grounded upon Sacred Truths, and the Mercies of God in Jefus Chrift, held forth to us by his affured Word.

Thoughts and Attent than

It is a Piece fo rare and tranfcending obat bas hitherto been publifb'd of this Kind, that I dare, without any further Apology, leave it to the Cenfure of all Mankind, who are not partial or biaffed. And so, not doubting but it will render Comfort and De light, I fubfcribe myself, as heretofore,

Your Seul's hearty Well-wifher, and Fellow
Labourer in the Vineyard of our Lord Jefus,

J. B.

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To his worthy Friend, the Author of The Third Part of the Pilgrim's Progress, upon Perufal thereof, &c.

THO many Things are writ to please the Ages
Amongst the reft, for this I dare engage;
Where Virtue dwells, it will Acceptance find
And to your Pilgrim, moft that read, be kind.
But all to please, would be a Task as hard,
As for the Winds from blowing to be barred.
The pious Chriftian in a Mirroir here
May fee the promis'd Land, and without Fear
Of threaten'd Danger, bravely travel on
Until his Journey he has fafely gone,
And does arrive upon the happy Shore,
Where Joys increafe, and Sorrow is no more.
This is a DREAM not fab lous, as of old;
In this Exprefs the Sacred Truths are told
That do to our eternal Peace belong,
And after Mourning change unto a Song
Of glorious Triumphs, that are without End,
If we but bravely for the Prize contend.
No Pilgrimage like this can make us bleft,
Since it us brings to everlasting Reft.
So well in every Part the Scene is laid,
That it to charm the Reader may be faid
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With curious Fancy, and create Delight,
Which to an Imitation must invite.

And happy are they, that through formy Seas,
And Dangers, feek Adventures like to thefe;
Who fell the World for this great Pearl of Price,
Which, once procur'd, will purchase Paradife:
He who in fuch a

Need never fearerk does spread his Sails,

at laft thofe

Gales

That will conduct him to a Land where he
Shall feel no Storms, but in a Calm fhall be ;
Where, crown'd with Glory, he fhall fit and fing
Eternal Praife to his Redeeming King,
Who conqu'ring Death defpoiled of his Sting.

So wishes your faithful Friend,

B. D.

Thefe

Thefe Lines are humbly Recommended to the READER; Written upon the Perufal of this BOOK, &

FN Reading of this BOOK, Iplainly find,

IN

The Thoughts are fuited to the Author's Mind: For he who Virtue ko. of Virtue peaks,

And the frong Chain of Vice with Courage breaks;.
What here at first feem'd clouded, fron reveals
The Pilgrim's Yes which he no mere cone als
But till he tires his Patience and his ve,
Is travel tourds the kingdom that's above,
Some interpofing Fears have Time to reign
But thefe by Faith expelled, his Soul again
Clears up and like the Baw that paints the Skies,
After a Shriver, (on which Mankind relies
As a fure Pledge, the Deluge fhail a more
Make all one boundless Sea without a Shore)
Gives certain Hopes that Heaven's, Anger's poft,
And he his Lot in a blefs'd Land has caft.
You write fo plainly, that the weakest find,
Under Similitudes, may Comfort d.

A Guide to you, that by the Hard ases lead
Thefe Pilgrims that the heavenly Read does tread,

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