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My Blood in vain I'll never spill,
Though I have got but few
That stand by ME; I plain do see,
The Shepherds are asleep,

Like Follard's Shepherds sure they be ;
But I shall make them weep,

When I turn back the coming stroke,
And bid them to appear;

TI ask them how they dare to mock
My Law and Gospel here;
Because by them I know 'tis done,
My sheep like his I see,

Eat out with worms, from Satan come→→
Such careless Shepherds be
Now in this land, and on the sand

Their houses soon shall fall;
Because the ditches you may see,
My sheep may perish all:
Careless they go, as he did do,
And carelessly they stand;

The sheep that's brought before their view They easy may command.

But if there's one from them is gone,

They'll say that sheep may die;

And if t be ten, I know these men
Would let them so to lie:

On every hill, I tell you still,

My sheep are dying there;

From every ditch you may them fetch
Dying for want of care:

For like that man the Shepherds stand→
But shall I call them mine,
Though they profess, but do disgrace

Their Master at this time?
Shepherds for ME they say they be!!
My Flock they do destroy;

For want of care, I tell you here,
The devil may enjoy

His worms to breed in every head,

And to the sheep may go;

They care not of my Flock that's dead,

If they can blind MẸ So,

As did the man his master's hand,
He did blind him at the first,
And careless left his sheep to die,
And did blind him at the last.
And this by man it might be done,
But can you blind your GOD,
Whose EYE before you always runs
To mark the steps you've trod?
For just like thee, they'll all find ME,
Thou seest the Shepherd come,
And all his ways thou didst espy,
And knew the sheep was gone,

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Wounded in grief, to seek relief,
The groaning sheep did lie,
Nor e'er one step did he pursue
To see his agony;

Nor yet relieve or e'er reprieve
Him from his sore distress.
This cruelty provoked thee,
Did wound thy feeling breast.
Now for thyself, I'll answer here,
My EYE has been like thine;
I've seen the Shepherds' cruel care,
But knew 'twas near the time
That I should speak, my anger break,
And on the Shepherds turn.
For worse than he the Shepherds be,
Because MY SHEEP are MEN;
And they may die in hell to lie,
In flames for ever burn;
If they can gain their wages here,
They care not who do mourn.
My GOSPEL here they cannot clear
Το copy
after ME;

And now I bid them tell me where 1 ever act that way?

Whoe'er did come, to you 'tis known,

I always stoop'd to hear.

Then if I was the Son of God,

You Shepherds now take care!

For My example you do say
I left for you to go-

But every one is gone astray,
And that I well did know,

That at the last it so would burst,

MY GOSPEL be a form,

When in the SPIRIT at the last,

I did to you return.

But SHEPHERDS THREE, you now may see,

I've got to make the ONE

That is a Shadow deep of ME,

And there you'll find I'm come.

Then now from Spring I will begin

And let the hour appear;

The one is past, the second burst,

And now the Type I'll clear:

And from the Seals I shall reveal

The first was broken here,

The second came, the same be't known,

Until the words appear'd;

And from the third, behold the word,

Two hours must appear,
Ere thou didst see the mystery,
What in the Seals were plac'd;
And perfect so you all shall know,
What Seals to man shall burst:

I'll never blame the simple thing,
'Twas I that work'd it here:
When from the simple Types of men
I always did appear.

And so from Spring I shall begin
To shew the Type once more;
Wait ye to see the mystery,

When TWO MONTHS do appear.
As seven stars came from afar,

The WISE MEN came to see But seven more will then appear, And full as wise will be;

For with the first they'll surely burst

And fourteen stars will come,

That bright will shine when 'tis MY TIME,
And with the seven join:

So fourteen then will be wise men,
With wisdom come to sce

What wonders here do now appear,
And join in harmony.

So then thy dream I shall explain,
I shew'd thee at the first;

When seven Stars to fourteen came
The Wonders all would burst.
So now the man I shall begin
To answer from his word;

I never will condemn the thing,

But let him judge his LORD; From what he hath done behold His hand,

He bid thee wait His time,

And perfect here thou didst appear
Unto his will resign'd;

Thou'st never broke till it was up,

And so obey'd the man:

Because 'twas I that work'd in thee

To make thee silent stand;

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About eight o'clock, Saturday evening, we were prevented going on with this beautiful communication, by a letter from Exeter, which agitated Joanna so much, and made her so ill and faint, that she could not go on any further that night.

Sunday July 22d, 1804.

After the letter came, Joanna spent a restless night; and though she sleeps in a large bed, thought it was not large enough for her. In the morning she waked very faint and low spirited; but was answered, the shadows to her were the fubstance to the clergy; and she was ordered to call to her remembrance the words in her writings years agone: "a bed is too short for a man to stretch himself on it: the covering is too narrow to wrap himself in it;" that she must go through the shadows, and then the substance should come on the nation, that was now mocking the Coming of the Lord; and then the Lord would restore her to strength and take all the shadows from her, and place all the substance in mankind. Then they would find the restlessness of their minds, the trouble of their conscience would make their beds too short to stretch themselves on, and the covering too narrow to wrap themselves in it; and they would wake in the morning as weak and faint as she was; they will find themselves weak in judgment, weak in understanding, and weak in strength to defend themselves, so that they will appear but as dead men."

A SECOND LETTER FROM MR. JOSEPH SOUTH-
COTT TO THE REV. MR. POMEROY.

REV. SIR,

Bristol, July 17th, 1804.

When I wrote to you, by Mr. Jones, I thought I was writing to a gentleman, and as such I expected an answer; ner could I have thought you would

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have disgraced the gown you wear, as you have, by calling my Sister a liar. I think it neither does credit to the gentleman or to the clergyman; for let the world's belief of her Writings be what it may, there is no one who knows her, but thinks her far superior to that appellation; and you yourself have sufficiently proved yourself what you call her, by frequently pronouncing her a religious, good woman, which no liar can be. You, sir, received the letter worldlily; and, as a man of the world, turned it into ridicule, and said my Sister was a liar, and as mad as a March hare. But, sir, consider my Sister takes things in a spiritual sense; and if you have never been spiritually affected, which, if you never have, God grant you may, at the reading of this, is my sincere wish and hope; and that the Lord may spiritually affect you, as he has her; for I must tell you, the Lord hath afflicted her with a violent sickness; and that the Lord saith, he is as sick of the clergy as she is now sick, which I trust the Lord will reward with an immortal crown of glory; and that you, and all the right reverend divines, the bishops and other clergy of this kingdom, may, ere it is too late, be convinced, and endeavour to convince your different flocks, that Christ's Kingdom is nearly at hand; and that all our united prayers may be the means of destroying the power of the devil, and chaining Satan down in the bottomless pit, as foretold in the Revelations, and establishing Christ's peaceable Kingdom here on earth; so that we may, like her, receive that inestimable reward, which no earthly power can give, is the most ardent wish of my heart.-I, sir, am not mad, nor am I an enthusiast. I am a man very publicly in the world; yet I am not ashamed to speak in any company, what I can prove from our blessed Saviour's words, and having the holy Bible to support it, I need not point out to you where these truths are to be found; and how they were to be fulfilled, I re

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