My Hand shall come to Man see Book of Wonders he sand and ring with red cuff: 3° Booth page 58 ( 90 )

The continuation of the explanation of the Vision of Thursday, the 26th July, 1804.

Friday, July 27, 1804.

Now I'll appear to answer here

The Vision I began:

And now the dirt I mean to clear

The way I shall go on.

I'll raise thee from the mire and clay;
I'll raise thee from the pit;
I'll raise thee to the brightest day,
The way I now shall break.
For I'll go on in armour strong;
My armour they shall wear,
And by my hand I'll guide thee on,
There's none have room to fear.
Because the man in armour came
To guide thee safely through,
And firmly held thee by the hand,
No dangers thou didst know
Was in the way, to thee I say,
But heavenly joys thou'st feel,
And wishing then my face to see,
Which was beyond thy skill.
'Twas but the hand thou didst discern
Was cloth'd in armour there:
And now my hand shall come to man,
My armour they shall wear;

For I'll put on my armour strong
Upon the sons of men;

And they shall know before 'tis long

Hell's rage is all in vain.

From Sanders see the Type of he;

He did not long stay there,

But from the city he did flee

And Satan, now take care!

For just the same to thee shall come,
Though mischief thou'st work'd great;

But I have told thy final doom,

And now I'll it complete.

My friends are here, in grief appear,
In cursed arts from thee;

But now, like Sanders, thee I'll clear,

And thou like him shall flee.

Because MY LOVE they now. shall prove,
To guide them safely through;

The armour strong I'll put on man;
MY SPIRIT they shall know

Shall come on man for armour strong

And let my COAT appear

All stain'd with red, and dipt in blood,

This armour they must wear:

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That is to see the LOVE of ME,
And point it out to men,
And ask them how they can agree
To say I died for them,

And ne'er redeem from hell and sin?
Then sure I died in vain!
This is the armour they must wear,
With all men to contend;

And say, "her hand we'll hold it strong,
"And hold her to her word.

"She says her LORD is surely come

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For to avenge his BLOOD

"On Satan's head, as she hath said;

"So now we'll hold her there. "The WOMAN'S Promise is her plead, "Then what have we to fear? "Weknow at first, the words were plac'd "God's Promise he'll fulfil;

“And if her hand do this command,
"By her obedience still,

"We'll hold her so, she shall not go
"From us no other way.
"It is the armour of our God,
"Our Bibles so do lay;

"So we'll go on in armour strong,
"And trust upon the word.

"We know, from her it never came-
"No: all is from the LORD,
"Whose armour strong did carry on

"The WOMAN to this day; "And now to join her we are come; ""Tis God we now obey. "Because from hell, where darkness dwells,

"No likeness we do see;

"And as to judge it from herself→→

Impossible to be!

"For to bring round in every sound "The wisdom here is plac'd,

"The learned world for to confound,

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"And baffle all the rest

That now stand out so full of doubt.. "In Wills we see them stand,

"A mystery man could not find out,

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Why God should this command, "To make her go in grief and woe; "Love she despis'd to hear:

"But now the world, we see them so,

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Like Wills they do appear.

"When she did come for to condemn

"The man that was his foe, "His love to anger he did turn: "We know the world is so.' For thousands here do so appear, Profess they love their GoD:

But now I'm come the whole to clear,
They'd sooner bring the rod

Upon their beads, as Wuts did lead—
For there the Type goes deep
To screen the man he did become
At first to make thee weep;
But sure the next on him is fix'd,
For he must wecp more sore,
Or else inell, where Satan dwells,
He'll feel his grief much more
Than he can bear, I tell him here,
If he do not repent.

This with the nation I compare:
Like him their hearts are bent
The foe to free, as well as he,
They blame that I am come
To publish Satan's infamy

And then to cast him down.
So Wills's here do strong appear,
I say throughout the land;
Pretended lovers i'll not clear,
That now like Wuts do stand;
In anger turn, in rage to burn,
That Satan I shall cast:
And here's a likeness of the man
In Pomeroy strong did burst.
So I ll go on froin man to man,
And all with Was compare,
That now refuse thy written hand,
And Wills's grief they'll share.
The TRIAL strong is coming on,
And that they all will find;
My counsellors shall then be known,
And jury fast shall bind.

Thy every foe they then shall know;
My armour they shall wear;
And by thy hand I'll hold thee so
That thou hast nought to fear.
No dangers see shall come to thee;
My friends I'll all protect;
The enemies I'll make them flee,
Though they may first deject

The heart of thine, when near the time,

But I've an arm that's strong,

And all thy foes I'll so confine,
To bring thy TRIAL on,

Till on their head it shall be laid,

As Wills's fell that day.

My jury cannot be betray'd;
And so like them they'll say,

That thou art clear, I tell thee there,
The world they'll all condemn,

And say they see the mystery,
For just like Wills they have done.

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But from this day, to thee I say,
'Twas I that rais'd thee here
Out of thy bed, this day to go
To shew the shadow clear.
For sure within MY SPIRIT came

When thou did shew the sign,
To tell them what was past and gone;

But when't comes to the time,
The shadow past, for I shall burst
In fury then more strong;
And as thy shadow it was plac'd,
That in my hand will come.
Supported there thou wilt appear,
With garments that are red.
I do not tell thee them to wear;
But know it is MY BLOOD
Must then appear in scarlet there-
Behold the scarlet dye!

And what for man I once did wear,
When pierc'd on Calvary!
Water and blood, behold the flood!
Behold the purple gore!

Then sure my clothing must be red,
When it was spotted there;

All stain'd with blood the victim stood,
As I stood then for man.

And so thy vision did appear,

When thou beheld'st the hand
So close round thee in red to be,
The face thou'st not discern'd;
And perfect so the end will be
A mystery unto man.

The hand they'll see in strength to be,
And wonders to go through;

And yet I say the face of ME
That day they will not know.

I shan't appear, I tell them, there
In PERSON LIKE MY OWN;
But wondrous mysteries I shall clear,
And Satan's power unthrone,

I say, from them that love MY NAME,
And sign to have ME come.
They then shall see my every fame;
For Satan I'll condemn,

If he appear, like Sanders, there
I shall him soon surprize;

The words he'll tremble for to hear,
When I do him chastize.

His rage may swell almost from hell,
As Sanders rag`d at first.

But when his arts to him I tell,
He'll find that he is cast.

Just like the man, I shall condemn
Him for his every guilt;

And how the LORD he did condemn,
My arrows shall be felt.
For now I say, another way

I'll surely place the deed:

Had Wils's wife brought on the strife,
Then Sanders' heart must bleed.
Had she appear'd against him there
And all his vices plac'd,

And how her children he'd ensnar'd,
Then Sanders must be cast,
That very day, from all I say,
But she prolong'd his reign-
And to this Nation now I say,
Like Wills's wife you've gone:
That Satan's reign may now remain,
Until he hath run d more:
Because the land like her doth stand,
And so I've answer'd here.
Judge as you will, your hearts I'll chill,
As Wills's I'll chill soon,
Because a letter thou must send,
To make his heart to burn
With misery and jealousy;
For he may fear to die;

And know the Judgment Day is near,
He trembling then may cry,
"What have I done, my sins are come
"So fast upon my head?

"All vices I've encourag'd on

"Till now they strike me dead!

"But if at first her words I'd plac'
“Then strong before my view,
"These miseries I should never taste:
"But how shall I go through
"My sorrows here that do appear?—
My hell is now begun!

"And this she told me of before,
"That so my end would come.
"Like Peter here I did appear,
"As she said at the first;
"But Spira sec, the Type of me;
For so my end must burst!"

And yet, I say to thee this day,
If Wills will thus repent,
I'll free him of his infamy,
My anger I'll relent;

If he appear in sorrow here,

Confess the crimes he'th done,

And say his grief he cannot bear,

Nor try his guilt to shun;

Then I'll turn back the coming stroke,

That's coming o'er his head;

But if in anger he appear,

His guilt shall strike him dead.