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Had r.ot th' Almighty Father, where he sits,
690 Save what sin hath impair'd, which yet hath wrought Insensibly, for I suspend their doom ; Whence in perpetual fight they needs must last Endless, and no solution will be found : War wearied hath perform'd what war can do, And to disorder'd rage let loose the reins, With mountains as with weapons arm'd, which makes Wild work in Heav'n, and dange'rous to the main. I wo days are therefore past, the third is thine; For thee I have ordain'd it, and thus far
Have suffer'd, that the glory may be thine
He said, and on bis Son with rays direct
O FATHER, O Supreme of heav'nly thrones,
725 As is most just; this I my glory' account, My exaltation, and my whole delight, That thou in me well pleas'd, declar'st thy will Fulfill'd, which to fulfil is all my bliss. Sceptre and pow'r, thy giving, I assume,
And gladlier shall resign, when in the end
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.
735 Image of thee in all things; and shall soon, Arm'd with thy might, rid Heav'n of these rebellid, To their prepar'd ill mansion driven down, To chains of darkness, and th' undying worm, That from thy just obedience could revolt, 740 Whom to obey is happiness entire. Then shall thy Saints unmix'd, and from th' impure Far separate, circling thy holy mount Unfeigned Halleluiahs 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.
wind sound The chariot of paternal Deity,
750 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 beryl, and careering fires between ;
756 Over their heads a crystal firmament, Whereon a sapphire throne, inlaid with purc Amber, and colours of the show'ry arch.
He in celestial panoply all arm’d
770 He on the wings of Cherub rode sublime On the crystalline sky, in sapphire 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
775 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 pow'r divine his way preparid: 780 At his command th' 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, And to rebellious fight rallied their Powers Insensate, hope conceiving from despair. In heav'nly Spi'rits could such perverseness dwell ? But to convince the proud what signs avail,
785 Or wonders move th' obdurate to relent?
790 They harden'd more by what might most reclaim, Grieving to see his glory, at the sight Took envy; and aspiring to his height, Stood re-embattled fierce, by force or fraud Weening to prosper, and at length prevail 795 Against God and Messiah, or to fall In universal ruin last; and now To final battle drew, disdaining flight, Or faint retreat; when the great Son of God To all his host on either hand thus spake.
800 STAND still in bright array, ye Saints, here stand Ye angels arm’d; this day from battle rest; Faithful hath been your warfare, and of God Accepted, fearless in his righteous cause, And as ye have receiv’d, so have