THE

SECOND BOOK

OF THE

SEALED PROPHECIES.

AN ADDRESS TO THE PUBLIC, WRITTEN IN 1796.

Taken from the Sealed Writings of Joanna Southcott, February 20, the Fast Day, 1805.

GIVE ear, O Heavens! and be astonished, O Earth! the Lord hath a controversy with his people: Have I nourished and brought up children, and they have rebelled against ME? What fault did your fathers find in ME, that ye seek after other gods to your hurt? But to come to the purpose: Wherefore have we fasted, say ye, and the Lord regardeth us not? Have ye not fasted for strife and debate, and to smite with the fist of wickedness? If ye lift up your hands against ME shall ye prosper? Now bring forth your arguments, show your strong reasons, why ye complain of judgments in your land? Why do ye grope for the wall like the blind, and stumble at the noon-day sun? and will ye still go on till ye roar like bears, and mourn sore like doves, and be in desolate places, as dead men? Where are your Bibles? Is the word of God become as a book that is sealed, that neither learned nor unlearned can read it? Is it not written, when I come from Edom, with dyed garments from Bozrah, treading the wine-press of my Fatherís wrath, that the day of vengeance was in my heart? And is it not written, that as I once trod it for sinners I will tread it against them? Revelation xix. Presumptuous men, will ye tread it against ME, when I have said I would destroy Babylon, and all the gods that they set up? for they shall eat the flesh of kings, and the flesh of captains, and I will destroy the work of menís hands: it is I that bound their kings in chains and their nobles in fetters of iron. As they trust in man, let them see if man can deliver them, and flee to their popes to establish their throne; then will I own they have power to pardon; but if not, look unto ME, all ye to the ends of the earth, and be ye saved: he that will not look to the Cross at Calvary for salvation, will surely perish, for the Lord hath spoken it; then let not men be mockers, lest their bands be made strong: for I have heard from the Lord God a consumption, even a determination upon the whole earth.

Judge not these lines to be the wisdom of man, for they are spoken to me by an invisible Spirit, that told me in 1792, what was coming on this nation and all others, and to seal it up; and these seals have not been broken since, as can be proved by reputable witnesses;* and every year I have been told what would happen, and ordered to warn the nation of their dangers in keeping on the war; but was prevented publishing it by unbelievers, who said the war would not last long, and that peace and plenty would soon be in our land; and did not believe the Spirit that told me all things was true. So I deferred till I saw their unbelief prevented nothing, but all came on as I was foretold. And now I say God is true, and I may say in my haste all men are liars, as I see they prophesy out of their own hearts and have seen nothing; and their words are wrong, but the words of the Spirit are true. If any serious divine wishes to know what foundation I build upon, to warn men of dangers that they think I have no grounds for, I am ready to prove by my sealed writings, which I can prove were never broken: the one sealed in 1792; the second sealed in 1794; the third in 1795; the last in 1796, with witnesses. Quench not the Spirit, despise not Prophecies, unless you deny the knowledge of the Lord, and make your Bibles of no effect.

The Explanation of the above, given to JOANNA by the SPIRIT, Wednesday, Feb. 20, 1805.

"Now I shall answer thee the meaning of this letter, why I ordered thee to write it at that time, and concealed from thee why it should not go in print at that time, till after thou hadst written it. But now remember the title,** that I ordered thee to put in print, is like the address to the public that I ordered thee then to write; but writing at that time is to show from types and shadows how things are spoken, as though they were immediately to be fulfilled. Now remember, when this was written thou thoughtest

* This is explained in the Book of the Trial.
** This alludes to the title of the Fourth Part of the Explanations of the Bible.

to have put it immediately in the paper in print, and knew no other till I forbade; then it was sealed up at the end of the year for a time to come; and now the time is come to show the truth of the letter and the words that were penned. Now I shall go on to show thee the words of men: from the time these words were written unto this day, how strong did men assure thee all dangers were over, of dearth, scarcity, and the continuation of war! How did they assure you in 1797 there would be a peace! and how many assured thee the harvest would be good! Now I ask thee if either of these came true? In thy heart thou answerest, No. The words of the Spirit came true; but the words of men were false. In 1797 they assured thee again of a good harvest; but did that come true? Thou answerest, No: here the words of men were false, but the words of the Spirit were true. In the 1800, they assured thee again the harvest would be good; but did their words come true? Thou answerest, No: the words of men were false, but the words of the Spirit were true. Now I shall come to the 1801: after thy prophecies were out in the world, of the three good harvests, thou knowest that the beginning of that harvest was with rain; and many told thee the fervent sun that came between the showers would make the corn fall out in the field, and bring a greater dearth than the former; but did their words come true? Thou answerest, No: I stopped the rain in the midst of their dangers, as I promised thee before, for the sake of those who inquired to know the truth. Here the words of the Spirit came true, but the words of men were false. Again, in 1802, thou knowest when they were ringing for peace, I told thee the war would break out in the following year: but no man believed thee, unless it was they that believed the word of God was come to thee; for they believed the word of the Lord would be true, and true thou hast found it; but wrong was the judgment of men. So in all things thou canst now say boldly, let God be true, and every man a liar that denieth the truth of his words: for where is the truth thou canst prove from men? or where is their judgment that thou canst rely on? In thy heart thou answerest none, neither in wisdom nor in truth; but from the Spirit thou seest wisdom and truth before thee. So here is the truth of the words now fulfilled with a double witness; the witness of the Spirit, that thou hast seen before from the truth, and the witness of the Spirit thou hast seen since; so now thou canst boldly affirm thy own words: that men prophesy out of their own hearts and have seen nothing, and their words are wrong: but the Spirit is true. Here I have explained what followeth from thyself, and now I shall explain what followeth further. This was to be published to the World, to know if any serious divine wished to know what foundation thou hadst for thy prophecies, and to make an inquiry. Now consider this was sealed up, concealed from the world, from 1796 to the 1801; then thy writings went out, to try the divines, and some made serious inquiry; but this advertisement did not stop there; consider the letters that have been sent to warn the clergy; consider the advertisements that have been in the papers, to warn all men; then now discern all men, though this was not put in the paper, nor published at the time I ordered thee to write it; yet it was a shadow of what was to come; and now see what hath followed in the course of years already, after its being so long sealed up from the world. And now I tell thee and all men, as these words were given to thee in 1796, and I ordered them to be put in print, but when thou wast going to obey I forbade it at that time, till the truth was more clear before thee; and now the truth is more clear before thee, the letter with my answer to it must go in print. I do not tell thee in the newspaper, but let it be written in a book, that all men might know that what I say I mean to accomplish, though it is not done immediately. Now as these words, that were written so many years ago, which thou judged must immediately be put in print, but was deferred till this time, and are now ordered to be put in print; perfectly so, I tell thee and all men, the prophecies that men have expected to be hastily fulfilled, and because they were not, think they never will, as thou never thoughtest the words I spoke to thee for the public would ever be made known, as it was then deferred; but I tell thee, deferring of a thing does not mean it shall never he done; and all that is deferred in thy writings shall perfectly be fulfilled, as these words must go in print; that thou didst write by my command to go in print in 1796. And now I shall explain to thee of the Revelation; know when Babylon is destroyed, and the blood of the martyrs is avenged upon the Romans, it must come by the vengeance of Heaven, and not by the power of man. Now mark what began in France, and how the Romans were seeking their own destruction before other nations began to interfere; then to convince mankind I would not show my judgments by the power of men; for then they would say no judgments had followed them, but the power of other nations had cruelly destroyed them; so to prevent this judgment of men I raised them up and gave them power when other nations were fighting against them; but my judgments lie still behind; and when they think their troubles are over, their destruction will come on. Now mark the judgments that were in Spain, by the plague, by the famine, by earthquakes, and by every trouble that was upon them; and these judgments would have gone on till they were convinced the judgments of God were upon them, if your land had not interfered with a war. But if I destroy them with the sword of war, they must say the judgments and the power are of man, and not of God; therefore, I tell thee, ye are but preventing the judgments upon these nations, by your war and contending with them: but judgments are mine, and I shall repay them, and turn the blood of the martyrs back on their heads by my judgments, that they may see my Bible is fulfilled. Therefore it is written in the Revelation, it is I that tread the wine-press of my Fatherís wrath; but how can this be discerned if I give the power to man? then to man I give the victory; but I tell thee, when I come to fulfil my Bible, I will give no victory to man, unless it be through my commands, that all men may know it is I the Lord have done it, that all nations may fear my Name. Therefore I tell thee, no happiness can be in your land, nor any prosperity, as long as the sword of the war continues; for all nations shall know their visitations, and afflictions, and judgments come from God, and not from man. Now let them discern what there is in all nations; and what hath followed your nation, ever since ye began in the war. Mark every harvest, how many bad harvests have followed since the war began, and how they were all foretold to come as judgments; and as judgments they have come. Now mark the words that I said to thee, or thou didst write them in my name—I have heard from the Lord God a consumption, even a determination upon the whole earth. A consumption meaneth consuming; and let them see how they have been consumed in all nations with different judgments; and yet these are but shadows of what is to come, as thy writing the words, in 1796, was but a shadow of its now being made public; perfectly so, I tell thee, as this hath been concealed from the world, that was ordered to go out in the world so long and not appear till now; so will every judgment that is threatened, and the destruction of all nations, appear in a time that at present seemeth concealed. But how can this enlightened nation, that hath my Gospel, convince other nations of the fulfilment of the Bible, the truth of the Gospel, and the judgment of God, all as foretold, if they continue in war against them? Then all must appear to be the judgments of man and not of God: then how can ye fulfil my Gospel, while ye are thus fighting against ME? Now let men of wisdom weigh this together; see in what manner all was spoken, and what hath followed since, and how all is explained; then judge for yourselves, if this nation can be my friends, to convince other nations that these judgments are come upon them, because they are not come to the Gospel; or convince them of their sins: they are for judgments left on record, that if they contend with them in the war they cannot bring them to my Gospel. Here I shall end the explanation, and leave it for men to draw their judgments."

The following communication was given after I had written the address for the paper in 1796:

"Now this letter thou hast written
In the paper it must go;
For the words I did indite them,
And that every soul shall know.
If thou drawest back unto perdition
Fatal will thy ruin be;
For I tell thee no physician
Eíer can cure the wound of thee.
By perdition I do tell thee
íTis if thou dost now draw back;
If men say I shall deceive thee
Say my Promise is not slack;
Happy men that run the venture,
In the furnace for to go;
There the flames thou knowest I quenched them,
And thouílt find the Promise true.
I have stopped the mouth of lions,
And assuaged the powers of hell,
I have shook the trembling jailers,
And Jerusalem did make fall.
All this I have done already,
But in ignorance men go on;
Then my wonders must go further,
To the purpose I shall come,
Greater wonders I shall show them,
Prove my Bible all is true;
Heathen nations I shall shake them,
And awake the stubborn Jews.
Now the circle
* thou must draw it,
As thou sawest it in the fast;
Write the words by Woolland spoken,
And the end Iíll crown at last."

The following was given in 1796; severe and awful threatenings were spoken to me of this land, what should come upon them if unbelief abounded, which made me tremble, and I wrote the following words: Dear and merciful Lord God, thy threatenings are severe; mercy is thy darling attribute, judgments are thy strange works; to which I was answered:

"Now stop thy hand and say no further:
Mercy it is trampled on;
Strange ye say are all my judgments—
To the purpose thou art come:
Strange is all hath been already,
Stranger things will soon be done,
And the way I have revealed it
Is a strange mystery unto man;
Then now strange works I have begun them,
Show my judgments must appear,
As my mercies so are slighted,
Let them know my judgments near;
For my harvest is approaching,
And that every soul shall know;
Let the ploughers and the reapers
In one field together go.
There, I say, break up the fallows,
While the corn they do cut down,
In the barn the one to gather,
While ye all prepare the ground
For the crops that are ensuing—
Hasty must my work be done:
In my vineyard now be doing;
To the purpose all must come.

* This alludes to the circle and stars seen by Woolland on the Fast Day. See First Book of Sealed Prophecies, p. 26.

As the day is nearly ended,
So my Bible is the same;
For thou seest I well went through it,
And unto the Psalms it is come.
*
There thou knowest I said Iíd end it—
Mark the letters how they stand:
**
And I said should next confirm it—
They shall find ME God and Man:
If as Man, Iíll now confess it,
Much like Herod I will do;
If by wise men I am mocked,
Then my fury fast shall go,
And like Herod Iíll pursue it—
Bring the child, or kill them all!
In all hearts I bid them bring him,
That he now may worshipped be,
Or I will destroy your children:
íTis the guilty now must flee.
Darkís the night to thee approaching,
Dark the days are coming on:
For my Blood they all did clamour;
Now thou seest ítis turned on man:
As the spots are on thy paper,
Full as black do men appear;
But I say I will not leave them
Till Iíve washed them white and fair,
When the daylight is approaching
Thou wilt further know my mind."

March, 1796.
Dear Lord, in mercy look down upon a sinful nation! open their eyes that they may see, unstop their ears that they may hear! Paul may plant, and Apollos may water, but it is thou, O Lord, must give the increase, or their labour is in vain.

THE ANSWER OF THE LORD.

"Now stop thy hand and say no more,
Till I have fully answered here.
Paul and Apollos both are warned,
And I bid them both appear;
Let them plant as I command it,
And Apollos water too,
I will surely give the increase,
And Iíll bring it to thy view;
For my Bible doth affirm it,
Like the trembling jailers be,
And like doves unto the windows,
Will the guilty sinners flee.
Let the truth come all before them

*This alludes to the singing Psalms at the end of the Bible that Joanna was then reading in.
**The letters at the head of the sections of the cxix. Psalm.

Written by some plainer hand,
As thy writing is thy inditing
Weak heads cannot understand;
It is put into great mystery,
And my Bible all is so;
If the ignorant could explain it
Learningís of no use below.
In your labour all be doing,
And your talents let them shine;
Bring your Bible all together,
And compare it with the times;
For I said I would confirm it,
And the truth Iíll prove it so;
For the BRIDE Iíll prove is ready
All my truth to Man to show;
Prophecies are now approaching,
Then my Spirit sure must come,
Iíll reveal the Revelation
Plainly as ítwas spoke by John:
Now the wine-press I am treading,
And that every soul shall know;
For the stubble I am cleansing,
And my fury fast shall go.
Iíve made war with other nations;
Why will ye against ME rise?
Deeply weigh the Revelation,
Why my Gospel all despise?
When the learned show their wisdom,
I will every leaf unfold;
But their talents first Iíll try them,
Then the truth shall all be told.
Deeper doors I have to open,
Deeper must my Spirit go;
For the present I shall end it—
Now thy dream I bid thee show."

I dreamt I was in a garden and saw a large plum-tree; the plums were thick and large, and weighed to the ground; some were green, some were red, and the people gathered them. Two flowers were on the tree that I gathered for plums, but found them nothing but poppy leaves, and threw them away.

THE ANSWER OF THE LORD.

"Then now this dream I will explain:
The mysteries here are deep.
The plums were green, and some were red,
And them they all did pick;
The flowers thou didst gather there,
But soon did throw away.
Now hereís the meaning of thy dream,
Iíll bring it to this day:
The plum-tree will itís fruit soon show,
When men do but awake,
And ripen fast, you all will know;
But here is the mistake:
The flowers on the tree will come
And like the fruit appear,
But to the taste is good for none,
Just like thy flowers there;
Like poppies they will surely be,
That I shall cast away;
But the TRUE FRUIT joined to the Root
They on the tree may stay.
So ministers now all be wise;
With you I will begin:
My Gospel nor my Flock despise,
And poverty of none;
I made the rich, I made the poor,
And both alike to ME:
In Heaven is hid my childrenís store:
And hereís the mystery;
For heirs above theyíre of my Love;
With them I first did come,
And now my will for to reveal
Iíve done it here again."

Here ended in 1796.

A further Explanation, given on Thursday, the 21st of February, 1805.
"Now I shall tell thee further of the dream, and of the fruit and flowers. How would it have disheartened thee, if I had told thee the perfect sense and meaning of the dream at that time! for thou knowest the flowers and the fruit were all on one tree; and the flowers were gathered by thy hand, without discerning they were nothing but poppies and no fruit when thou gatheredst them, but when in thy hand were soon discovered. Now I tell thee, the tree is the Tree of Life, which is promised to all true Believers. Mark, on this tree, that alludes to the Sealing, how many came in to sign together to have my Kingdom established, to bring in my Kingdom of Peace, and that they might be heirs to the Tree of Life; but how did they come in like poppies, that had no abiding fruit in them! therefore they cast themselves away, as thou didst cast away thy flowers; and now I have cast them all away by giving a strict command, that no one shall be sealed that doth not come in by true faith; then the fruit may remain and abide good; for know, the fruit that was gathered was good fruit, and not cast away; and the fruit that was green was left on the tree to ripen; and know that the weight weighed down the boughs; and so I tell thee will be the weight of believers, that are now green ripening to a true faith; and the fruit that was ripe and gathered is the first fruit that is gathered in by faith, to be preserved and made heirs of the Tree of Life. But here I know thy pondering heart: thou sayest, why then were they gathered off the tree? To this I answer, the tree was but the shadow of what they are sealed for; and when they come in by faith, they are gathered in as ripe fruit, plucked from the trees of man, that they may be joined to the Tree of Life; it is faith that plucks them off from the world, and lays them up in store together. Now to make more clear to thy understanding, I will bring it to wheat, that I compared to man, yet know it is to be cut down and gathered into garners: and know that is the wheat that is to be preserved; just so is the fruit; though it hang by faith on the Tree of Life, yet it is fruit that must be preserved. Now this is the mystery of the Sealing: but know the flowers were not fruit, and though they appeared upon the same tree, yet they were cast away; and so in the same manner many stand on the list, and are sealed to be made heirs with the fruit; but as there is no fruit in them, nor faith in them, like the flowers, they are cast away; for how can such be gathered in, as fruit for their masterís use? and how can fruit be good for their masterís use, if it be not gathered in?

"So now discern how I do warn:
The mystery of thy dream
íTis for the sealed number here,
As I have it explained;
For on the tree, you all did see,
Alike the whole was placed;
But had the whole been known to thee
Before the die was cast,
Thou mightest complain ítwas all in vain
What I should bid thee do,
And like the flowers cast away,
And thou the truth to know
It so would end, and so would bend,
The sealing of mankind,
Thouídst say in vain must thou contend
The leaves for them to find.
Then all in vain, thou wouldíst complain,
Thy labour must be lost.
If I had told thee at that time
The way the whole was placed.
But now see plain, ye sons of men,
What poppies do appear,
Then let the fruit for to remain
That now are gathered here:
Theyíre gathered in by faith to come
Fit for their masterís use;
And they will find before ítis long
What they will all produce,
That now are come in faith so strong,
Like fruit upon the tree.
Let them in labour still go on,
Theyíre gathered in by ME;
Like fruit thatís fair, I tell thee here,
Whose faith does now stand strong,
They are the fruit preserved by ME
That on the tree did hang.
The Tree of Life must end the strife,
I tell thee, in the end;
And that is green, will soon be seen
In the same way to bend;
For when my Bible all discern,
The wise will then see clear—
"We well do know the Tree of Life
Is mentioned to appear,
And on it hang the faith of some,
The early fruit we see
How for their masterís use theyíre come,
While we hang on that tree.
Which is of faith, the Scripture saith,
But what use are we here,
If like the others we donít come
More ripe for to appear?
Can we produce our masterís use,
Or be fit, while we are green?
No; if his table must be spread,
Let us with them be seen."
So prudent men will thus discern
The way they must appear,
To ripen for their masterís use,
If they the tree do share;
To hang thereon they so must come,
As ripened fruit for ME;
And then I tell thee, in the end
My table all shall see
Spread with the fruit of every man
That hangs upon my WORD;
And to the purpose I shall come,
For they shall know their Lord.
So Iíll end here, and say no more;
The lines go deep for all;
The fruit must be the faith of man,
When I together call
My sealed number to appear,
The seals will show the fruit,
And every way they ripened here—
But who must then stand mute?
The poppies come, the fruit is gone,
And all is cast away;
Then how my table will be spread
In the great judgment day,
When I do come for to demand
To have the fruit appear?
Can they produce it from their hand,
That so have mocked ME here?
So from the Tree the Sealing see
Compared with the WORD,
Then you may know the mystery,
The knowledge of your Lord
Did this foretell, as I knew well
Before what all would do;
And now the thing to all is seen,
Then own my words are true.

"Now I shall go back to the communication copied off before:* know I told thee, if my Mercies were trampled on Judgments should come. Now mark what followed from 1796, in the 1799, and the 1800; here the shadows of judgments were seen in your land; but then know thy writings were not gone out in the world, to warn men, and to invite them; therefore I sent them out with a promise of blessings and mercy from ME, by sending plentiful harvests; but see how these blessings and these mercies

* It begins in the 8th page.

were trampled on. It only hardened menís hearts in unbelief; therefore I said if mercy was trampled on I would turn my mercy into judgments. Now mark the shadow of the year that is past: as soon as the three years were ended how I showed my threatenings, as a father threatens his child; but if threatenings will not do, the rod of correction must follow; and this rod is increasing in your land. Now see how men are filled with unbelief, and say they cannot discern my visitation, nor the manner I have spoken by thee; all appeareth a strange mystery to man; but how much stranger will all appear, when they see the whole fulfilled! And know I have told thee, my Bible is as great a mystery to men as thy writings; and yet they will profess to say that my Bible is all fulfilled, when it is out of their power to prove it; and yet they will deny the truths that are contained in thy writings; what has been fulfilled they will not allow; but what is not fulfilled they are strict to observe. Then now let men be as strict to observe what is not fulfilled in their Bibles and what is to be fulfilled in their Bibles; then I tell thee their faith would be like thy dream, to grow as fruit on the Tree of Life, and say their hopes hang there: then they will be as fruit fit for their Masterís use, to destroy all the works of the devil, and by claiming the Promise the Fruit must appear; and know what I have told thee, it is the guilty that now must flee: and I shall go on till I have brought the perfect day to believers. So if Paul plant and Apollos water, I shall go on to give an increase of faith, which will increase by judgments; and let them mark deeply, how these words were spoken before, and how they are going on to be fulfilled; and now mark for thyself, how I have gone on more clear to explain my Bible since men began to dispute against thee, and yet I tell thee, I have many doors to open to thy view, which will be opened in their time."
Here ends the Explanation, Feb. 21, 1805.

The following communication was given in 1797, in answer to the pondering of my own heart, and the observation made by Mr. Manley, that if my calling was from the Lord, such religious and good men as the Methodists would surely have believed it, as he judged them possessed with the Spirit of Christ, to which I was answered in the following lines:

"Now to perfection I shall come,
And show the simple sons of men,
That think perfection they have got,
And lead their lives without a blot,
That to my Gospel they can stand;
But bring me now that perfect man
Whose heart like Jobís hath now been tried,
And still in integrity abide:
I tell thee plain that there is none;
Iíve tried professors every one.
With Eastlake I shall first begin,
As all judge him a righteous man;
And as the world doth now appear,
He with professors grace doth share;
But to my Bible can he stand
To prove he is an upright man,
When he judged Satan filled up thee,
And errors strong he then did see?
Did he reprove thee then alone?
No, no: in public this was done.
Now here my Gospelís thrown aside,
The fault in thee he neíer did hide,
Nor yet alone did he reprove;
Had this been done heíd gained thy love.
Consider now how this did end,
To show the errors of thy friend;
He next thought Satan filled thee up,
To speak to thee he would not stoop,
But judged himself a better man;
But now to reason Iíll begin:
Had he been perfect like his Lord,
And Satanís arts to him occurred,
He like his Lord must then reprove,
Convince his friend by milder love
Than ítwas to send thee so away,
And leave the tempter to betray,
Wholly to work upon thy heart.
If Satanís hand had put the dart
Sharper than the pointed steel,
Where he could work in every wheel;
Had I, like Eastlake, left thee too,
His poisonous darts would soon went through,
And took thy senses quite away,
Or bleeding in thy grave to lay;
Or else heíd hardened thee in sin.
And showed professors were but vain.
Had I, like Eastlake, left thee there,
Now his perfection I ask where
That to my Gospel he can stand?
The wounded sheep went from his hand,
And from the company was lost,
Left for the tempter now to boast
That he had made an easy prey;
Laughed how he stole your flock away.
Did he so easy lose his gold?
The mystery deep Iíll now unfold,
That very thing I did ordain,
To show that man should do the same;
For if the thief he then could find,
Would he refuse to tell his mind,
That he was going the road to hell,
If in this practice he did dwell?
I tell thee Eastlake must say No:
Then to what Gospel do they go?
Read oíer my Gospel and youíll see
His duty was to seek for thee,
And every error to reprove:
In this heíd showed his perfect love,
That in him then must cast out fear;
The sheep was gone, heíd soon found where,
And to what brook was gone to drink,
Heíd seen the fountain and the brink;
For soon the water he would taste
To judge if he could lead the rest
To such a fountain, such a stream,
When thirst and faintness were in them,
But if that dangers there did lay
Heíd brought the wandering sheep away,
Convinced the water was not clear,
Another fountain heíd prepare
And showed the dangers of the stream,
Judge by the brook from whence it came.
Thus heíd secured his long lost sheep,
That from the flock alone did weep;
But as he was no shepherd there,
Iíll leave, and now to Leech repair;
The wandering sheep was gone astray,
This shepherd judged the selfsame way,
And heard the bleating of the sheep,
And told her dangers they were deep,
That pointed poison did lie there;
The frighted sheep might bleat the more,
Until another shepherd came
And did their folly all condemn;
*
To keep her by the fountain side,
He laid his crook so near the tide
That did so deep entangle there,
And made her judge the water clear,
That from the fountain sheíd not go;
The shepherd soon perceived it so,
Then all his care he soon gave up,
To seek again he neíer would stoop:
A thing not easy to be done
Was soon given up by simple men,
That of perfection now do boast;
Had I done so all souls were lost.
And are these now your perfect men?
What victory do they strive to gain?
Or how bring back the wandering sheep,
That they think hurrying to the deep?
They take no pains, no labourís lost,
Forget how dear my sheep have cost:
But as that price they did not pay,
So care not how they go astray;
And all my Bible throw aside,
Know not their spirits nor their pride,
That Satan vainly puffs them up.
To search once more ítis fools must stoop
When the first labour it is lost:
Here Satanís pride in man doth boast,
And yet they think theyíre perfect men—
Forget their SHEPHERD, and his pain;
What opposition I went through,
For to convince the stubborn Jews:

* Pomeroy.

And though my labour then seemed lost,
I gave my Life to pay the cost.
Now do they copy after ME?
Or what perfection can you see
In these professors thou hast tried?
How soon my sheep are thrown aside!
The wolf may easy come and steal—
Perfection now in men doth fail;
Therefore ítis time for to awake;
I see my sheep are at the stake.
And all my shepherds are asleep,
Regardless of the wandering sheep
Like Leech and Eastlake are become—
For sheep like deers I see do turn:
When one is wounded he may go;
For every deer, you well do know,
Will thrust him from his company,
If wounded he appears to be.
So now of Leech Iíll say no more:
Heís not the man he said before,
Though ME he said he feared and loved;
But by his conduct can he prove
That he did here take up his cross?
I see my gold so mixed with dross
That the refiner now must come,
To cleanse the dross the fire must burn.
So here of Leech I now shall end;
To come to Manley I intend:
He took more pains than all the rest—
But hereís the folly he possessed:
He knew not what for to believe;
Thirst for the truth, not be deceived,
From one the other he did go;
He came to thee the truth to know;
And what he heard could not condemn;
But trust no judgment of his own,
Yet marvelled how religious men,
If ítwas of God, should thee condemn.
These things did work upon his heart,
Could good men have their eyes so dark?
This was a stumbling block to he,
Not knowing that it so must be;
To have thy writings all come true,
The Gentiles must be like the Jews,
Full of conceit and unbelief;
Or how should I bring on their grief?
Or could my Bible now be true
And bring the mysteries to your view;
If there was faith upon the earth—
Scarce can you find it to come forth;
For whereís the man doth now believe
I am a God will not deceive
The soul that doth on ME rely?
Knowledge in ME do many cry,
But to the purpose when I come
I find their faith is dead and gone;
And like the world men all judge ME,
To trust no more than they can see;
Compare their wisdom all with mine,
As oft hath been the head of thine,
And wonder I should so direct
To men that did thee so deject.
So thus are now the heads of men,
And Manley like the rest hath been;
For when thy letter reached his hand,
Tried the religion of the man,
He thought it did not bear a sound
Wherein true grace could so abound;
And as professors did thee blame,
He like the multitude became.
To judge thy writings were too high,
No prophet ever wrote like thee.
These things in public Manley spoke,
And like the Jews of old did mock,
Which caused the anger in thy breast:
He lost the love he first possessed;
And made thy prayers all to an end,
He wounded thy heart, and grieved his friend.
So here his good was all forgot,
The folly deep he then had wrought;
But if his reason once return,
His folly then will make him mourn,
If he should see the letter clear,
And dangers once to him appear,
Like Nathan will the letter be—
ĎUnjust return! I know ítis me.í "

Here ends the Communication given in 1797.

The Explanation to the above Communication, given Sunday, January 27, 1805.
"Now I shall tell thee the meaning of these men: the hearts of all men are known to ME; and I well knew how the self-righteous and great professors of religion would act, when thy writings went out in the world; therefore I drew their likeness from these men; but I say of them, as I said of the Galileans—Think not these Galileans were sinners above all Galileans, because they have done these things; I say unto thee nay: and so I say of Eastlake, Leech and Manley; think not they are worse than any professors of religion, that trust to their own goodness, their own wisdom, and their own righteousness: I tell thee they are not the worst; for there was religion in the whole of these three; but I gave thee that communication to reprove the self-righteous world at large; for by these three men the self-righteous world is condemned. I do not tell thee condemned to everlasting punishment, or that they are condemned to have no religion; yet they are condemned for pretending to be judges of things they knew nothing about, for they had not sought deep into the mystery of thy visitation; and this is the conduct of the world at large, whose hearts before were known to ME. Therefore I placed the shadow in these three men; but how could I blame their conduct, if they had not acted unjustly with thee? How could I blame Eastlake, and show that a religious man might be deceived in all his professions, if he did not look deep to the Gospel? and for want of this he acted ungenerously and unjustly to thee; for as thou sayest, I know it is true, thou hast been a great promoter of the Methodists, as much as laid in thy power, and they have been ungrateful to thee; but now I say of them as I said of Job, I would never have sent thee to join them, to have had such daggers placed in thy heart, for thee only, or for them only; I tell thee, No: it is for the world at large, as I well know many worthy and good hearts would be wounded and grieved like thine. See Hirst, how he was wounded and grieved by Parsons,* turned out in a more ungrateful manner than thou wast by Eastlake; see Senior, how he was turned out the same; and all the places thou visitedst in Yorkshire, the true believing Christians were turned out the same. So as the shadow began in thee, the substance goeth on to all believers that are joined with these self-righteous people. Therefore I tell thee that communication is not confined to the Methodists at Exeter, but it alludes to the world at large; therefore I said they were hirelings that cared not for the sheep, that seeing the wolf coming they fled. Now I tell thee, they judged at Exeter the wolf was come to thee, and so they all left thee to his care; but had that been the case that the powers of darkness had visited thee so strongly as my Spirit visits thee, and I had left thee, like men that boasted they were better than others, thy end would soon have been fatal, and the wolf would have destroyed the sheep. Now as it began with thee, they went on with the others, thinking the wolf is come to make them his prey; therefore they flee from them, and turn them out, as I told thee by the deers, thinking they are wounded, and so they turn them from them to get them out of their company. Just so are professors of religion."
Thus far written January 27, 1805

Monday morning, Jan. 28, 1805.
This morning a black cloud with a thick mist Joanna saw over London, and called Townley and Underwood in to see it; soon after the mist gathered round, that it became almost too dark to see to write; Mr. Carpenter came in with two books printed against Joanna, full of blasphemy and lies. The mist was so great, and the weather so dark about the middle of the day, that they were obliged to call for candles, and could not see to write; but as a glimmering light seemed to appear, did not light them immediately, but tried to write; yet finding the light so feeble, they were obliged to light the candles before one oíclock. One of the books is full of shocking blasphemy from a man that signs himself an Unbeliever, and makes a mockery about Mr. C.ís praying to the devil! A quarter before two they were able to see without candles.

"Now I shall answer thee of this day, when thou hast had thy dream penned, that thou wast waked out of this morning."

I dreamt this morning, that I was swimming upon a large and spacious river; the water was clear as crystal and I thought I felt very warm and comfortable, swimming through. When I came to the bank, I thought I was taken up in the air and carried over many houses and curious buildings; and was thinking to myself what beautiful places I should see, when Underwood came into the room to put down the window shutters and waked me.

"Now I shall answer thee this dream:
The water clear to thee was seen;
The river thou didst swim all through,
Then in the air thou soon didst go,
Over the houses for to fly—
Awaked, the daylight for to see.

* A Dissenting Preacher at Leeds, who turned out Mr. Hirst, for believing Christ would redeem the whole world.

Because when Underwood came in,
It was to show the day was come;
And that the dawning day was clear,
Thou wakest to see the light was here.
So from the light Iíll now go on:
Thou sawest the mist before the town,
So darkened there thou couldíst not see,
Thou callest thy friends to join with thee,
That they might judge of it the same.
Soon after it another came,
To show the mist that was in man:
The blackness of their hearts was seen;
Black as the clouds appeared to thee,
So black their hearts appear to ME,
That were the authors, for to write
The books he laid before thy sight;
And so my judgments theyíll bring on—
The lighted candles must be known,
That at the noonday did appear:
You know their eyes were darkened here,
Because the mist had made it dark,
They scarce could see their every mark,
How all these things must first appear
To bring my awful judgments here;
But by the candles they did see
To write the words I ordered thee.
So by the candles ítwill be done,
The noon-day is no light to man,
To say, "in all things we are clear;"
Though they fulfil my Bible here,
By all the floods theyíre casting out;
The words of men they may dispute,
Did not their writings so appear.
Now from the water all see clear;
I said that thou wert near the tide,
And the clear river is applied,
That thou so safely didst swim through—
The crystal stream bring to your view;
The crystal stream is now for all
That do believe their heavenly call,
And all like thee may swim the same,
Till to the bank you safely come;
And then, I tell you, in the air
When that my wonders do appear,
You all may rise above the whole;
For in the dreary mist theyíll fall,
That do go on to mock thy hand;
Above the heads of all thouílt stand,
That do go on to mock my word,
Thouílt see the daylight, and thy Lord,
When I awake from every dream,
Then true believers will see plain
The darkness and the mist in men
That write against thy every hand.
Though at the first it may appear
A mist before believers here,
And want the candles for to see
How every truth doth here agree,
And so shut out the feeble light
That doth appear to every sight,
But now thy mind is puzzled here:
Can feeble light from God appear?
Because the daylight comes from ME,
Is this the light shut out must be?
Is now the pondering of thy mind,
Because thy judgment is confined,
Thinking the light that comes from heaven,
Which by the day-light here is given,
Shall true believers shut it out,
And say, "the Lord his works we doubt?
And now menís candles we will call
To give a better light to all."
This is the pondering thoughts of thee;
The mystery deep thou canst not see,
How I my friends compared to man,
And show the shadow first from them;
For thatís the way Iíve set my sign
To show the likeness to mankind,
How like this day have all begun,
Just as the shadow here was seen,
To shut the daylight out from all:
And perfect so your land doth fall;
And by the books that did appear
The time the darkness happened here,
Shows from the shadow what theyíve done,
Had it been light it could not come;
Therefore the mist I did ordain,
To show the perfect sign to men,
How they shut out the light from ME;
And by menís light ítis all theyíll see.
But mark, the candles were not long,
Before you put them out again;
So hereís a shadow deep for man—
Their boasted light will not be long:
And by the candles you may see
How soon menís light put out will be.
The books were brought thee they were two,
The light of men before your view,
Which strained your eyes the light to see,
That from my Bible this must be,
I say to make my Bible clear,
With all thy prophecies compare.
The serpent he is strong in man;
Heís casting now his floods in them;
And so their words are on record,
To prove my Bible and my Word;
Then how their light can it last long?
I tell thee, shortly out ítwill come,
And make believers see more clear,
And with my Bible all compare.
Now with their books I shall begin:
The blasphemy it plain is seen,
I tell thee, of the blackest die:
Because at first he forged the lie,
And then to add another sin,
That thou wouldst tremble for to pen,
Or tremble now the words to bear,
As thou didst tremble for to hear
The blasphemy that he had penned,
íTwill make him tremble in the end.
And now his words I bid thee see,
And then again Iíll answer thee
*——

"I now tell thee, there are many perfectly like that man, care not whether it be true or false, right or wrong, as long as they can go on to mock every thing and every one, that gives glory and honour to the Lord; for as thou sayest of others, the devil had come as an angel of light, but in this man he hath discovered his cloven foot, to come in the true picture of the devil; and there I tell thee he hath discovered the whole: and from his prayers the light of men must fall.—

"Because I tell thee, all have mocked like he
Theyíve mocked my Spirit and theyíve mocked ME
For both alike I now compare,
Look deep and see the mystery clear,
How Carpenter hath prayed to heaven,
And yet they him did mock,
To Beelzebub the name was given,
Then let them fear the stroke!
And thineís the same, if all discern,
From heaven is every sound;
But yet from hell menís rage doth swell,
And so the end is found.
But Iíll indite for thee to write,
And to the printer send
And show them how they all do slight
Their Saviour and their Friend.
His blasphemy did sore wound thee
But I shall wound them all;
And from their blasphemy theyíll see
Their fatal end to fall.

* A part of this communication, being more to show an individual the danger of uttering blasphemy than for the instruction of the public, is omitted here.

So Iíll end here and say no more;
But now the other read,
And mark the words I said before.

"Now I shall answer thee, from the words thou hast spoken—"Lord undertake my cause for me!" and thy cause I will undertake; therefore I told thee, before I suffered his book to be read, that he had as wrongly condemned the Spirit that visits thee, as the other wrongly condemned the God that Carpenter prayed to. Now mark how these two books came together; mark the darkness of the day; mark how you shut the windows for a short time to shut out the day-light; but mark how short a time the candles burnt before they were put out; and know what I said before of Garrett—he was more hateful in my sight now than when he lived in public sin. Know I told thee, to end thy book and publish to the world he was a liar; and I tell thee, he is of his father the devil, converted with a false fire from hell, as thou hast seen many before. Now thou knowest, in this book thou canst detect him for a liar; for I have tried thee every way in the beginning, that I might be able to confound men and devils; for I well knew, to fulfil my Bible, how furiously they must rise against thee. Now I tell thee from the two books: in the one the devil is come as an angel of light, bringing forward Scriptures to condemn thee, as the Jews of old brought forward to condemn ME, without understanding one Scripture that he hath mentioned: so he has wrested the Scriptures to his own condemnation. And this I told thee before, the Gentiles would act like the Jews. Now call to thy remembrance what mockery the Jews made of the Gospel in the book they lent to thee; and how they brought forward the same arguments to mock the Gospel, from Mahomet; the wonders they had said he had done to mock the wonders I had done, in my Gospel. Now where is the difference between Jews and Gentiles? See in what manner he hath explained the Revelation; but this thou knowest is answered before, from anotherís drawing the same judgment; but as I told thee before of the mist, so is my Bible as a mist and a cloud before them, they cannot understand because of the blackness of their hearts; they have given Satan every advantage; and while they are fulfilling the Revelations, they are denying them; for how can the church, in a glorified state, be travailing in birth and crying to be delivered? Here is the inconsistency of manís wisdom; therefore it is written, in the latter days I shall do marvellous things amongst them; for the wisdom of the wise men shall perish, and the understanding of the prudent man shall be hid. But I tell thee, these are neither wise nor prudent men; these are the men written of by the Apostles—proud, vain, boasting men, without knowledge or understanding, wells without water, wandering stars preserved for darkness for the great day; for know it is written in the latter days they shall say, who hath ascended up on high? or who hath asked counsel of the Lord? for since the fathers fell asleep all things remain as they were. These words they are fulfilling, and the Revelation they also are fulfilling; and I now tell thee, their books will come as a swift witness against them; for they are adding to, and taking from my Bible; that meaneth, they are adding to it another way, that no man can prove by Scripture, nor by sense, nor reason, that the Bible hath the meaning that he hath affirmed. How can he prove the words of Isaiah were ever fulfilled by his judgment, or ever can be fulfilled by his judgment? Tell ME when there was great peace upon the earth; tell ME when all were taught of the Lord; and tell ME how, at my coming in glory and establishing the church with righteousness, it can then be travailing in birth and crying to be delivered? Here he is adding to the Scriptures in a way they were never meant, and in a way they can never be fulfilled, while he is taking away every promise throughout my Bible; he is taking away the promise made in the Creation, calling it blasphemy to claim the promise, or have it fulfilled. Here he stands as the serpent, with the devil in the man, as he is taking away the prophecies of Isaiah to bring the day of vengeance upon his own head; he is taking the prophecies of Joel; for how can he prove they were ever fulfilled? and if the Law is not fulfilled I must be a liar like unto himself; and as great an impostor as he hath made thee, which is impossible for any man to prove; therefore I told thee thy writings of 1793, with thy tears, thy prayers, and jealousies, must be copied off to confound such lying tongues. But such I knew would be Satanís arts; therefore I permitted every friend to be against thee in the beginning; and thy own fears I commanded thee to pen, that they might appear hereafter; and now I tell thee, when the whole is brought together, and thy faithful and upright dealings are seen, they will find themselves in the mis-maze that he hath mocked thee of.

"So in a maze they all may gaze
To see the truth appear;
Such fools as he must surely be
To make my Gospel clear;
My Bible true, before their view,
Such mockery must come on;
And then the wise will see and know
My Bible true is come.
These foolish men will then be seen
As wandering stars to be,
Who boast of light for to give sight,
But thereís no man can see;
A light from them can never come,
As clouds they do appear
To stand before the sons of men;
But know no water there
That doth remain for to bring rain
To make my wheat to spring
They with their Maker do contend,
As Adam did begin,
But know at last the die is cast—
Is man as wise as ME,
When I appear the whole to clear,
For men my truth to see?
íTis not by man that can be done,
Nor yet find out my word.
No: I do tell them to stand still,
And they shall know their Lord,
That judge ME true before their view—
But he hath judged ME wrong.
More ignorant than the stubborn Jews
These boasters now are come,
As all my Bible does foretell,
Thy writings are the same.
Theyíre puffed up by the arts of hell
To mock my every Name:
Thy writings here in all they clear,
I say, to make them true;
And when together all appear
Youíll find the truth is so.
So now, I say, another day
Seek thou the truth to find,
In former years what I did say,
And then Iíll tell my mind.
When all together you compare;
But now Iíll make an end,
For fast theyíll bring my judgments near.
So keep all theyíve penned;
The books by thee they kept must be,
And with my words compare,
And then the judgments they will see
How they have brought them here."

Here ends the explanation, given in 1805.

The following communication was given, January 1797, in answer to some one that had heard my writings, saying, how deeply imagination would go, to which I was answered in the following manner:—

"Now to reason Iíll begin—
Imaginationís here;
Can they imagine such a thing,
Nor see the mystery clear,
That eíer such writings came from thee?
How blindly all do err!
Their hearts or thoughts can neíer go deep,
And nothing do discern.
I said before they were asleep,
Imagine all a dream;
Though seemed awake they are asleep.
Imagine all a dream,
And think they see a simple sheep
With worms got in her brain,
That swarm around, her senses drowned,
As from the flock sheís strayed,
Believing she doth hear a sound,
And by that sound sheís led;
And as her fancy wildly leads,
She simply doth go on;
The shepherds know not where sheís strayed,
Her tracks are too far gone;
The bleating of the sheep they hear,
But cannot trace the sound.
Her tracks are gone so long before,
They all are covered down;
And while they stand in this amaze
And listen to the sound,
Like simple shepherds they may gaze,
But let them search the ground,
Then in the pasture fair and green
Theyíll surely find the sheep;
And by the living water stream
Theyíll find her at the brink,
Where she doth quench her raging thirst:
And they may do the same;
For though sheís beaten from the rest,
Sheís in my pasture come,
Then now, ye shepherds stand amazed,
And view your long lost sheep;
For on the pasture you may gaze,
And taste the brook she drinks;
íTis large and fair the brook is here,
The trees are by the side;
And though sheíth lost the shepherdís care,
The boughs the sun do hide,
To screen her from the scorching sun
That in summer doth appear:
And mark the pasture she is in,
When winter doth appear
The leaves so green, it must be seen,
Do closely on her come,
And seated by the LIVING STREAM
She daily feeds thereon.
See how the banks on every side
Secure your long lost sheep,
And mark the fountain by her side
That she doth daily drink;
The trees more fair, I tell you, here,
Than in your garden be;
Such pasture you have never seen.
If you will come and see,
And mark the banks on every side,
No enemy can come;
The lionís roaring for his prey,
It must to all be known:
But that is on the other side,
He frightens with his noise;
But mark the banks and see the tide.
And here the lonely voice:
Unto the rocks she doth complain
To screen her from his power—
And Iím the Rock she builds upon,
That he cannot devour.
Mark where she stands, and view the lands,
And see how all is placed—
But if I change her to a bird,
See how sheíth built her nest;
It is so high that none can fly
To rob her of her brood;
The fowlerís net can neíer come by;
The shotsman missed his load;
Though heavy pieces, I do know,
Men have raised to their breasts,
But are afraid to let them go,
For fear they should be cast;
As men do fear I may be there,
And terror strikes with awe,
Iíve kept her from the fowlerís snare,
And that they all shall know;
íTis ME they dread, or sheíd been dead,
I say, for long ago;
For deepís the blow, I well do know,
Men have raised to their breasts,
But were afraid to let it go,
And know they must be cast
If I should come and then demand
Why they should spoil my game.
Iíll take her from the fowlerís hand,
And put mankind to shame;
Unless like he they fearful be
For to discharge their load
That they are levelling so at thee,
And fear a powerful God.
So if sheís high then let her fly,
And take your charge away;
But if she soars too proudly here,
Her shotsman I will be;
Iíll bring her low, they all shall know,
If she doth soar too high:
And if beyond my bounds she go
Sheíll have no wings to fly;
Iíll bring her low, you all shall know,
And she hath nought to boast;
For had I left her to herself
Sheíd stumbled like the rest.
But as your land by heirship stands,
She is the perfect heir;
For ítis unknown to every man
What her forefathers were;
Ere she was born, it must be known,
The Promise there was made;
And sheíth fulfilled her motherís will
When on her dying bed.
*
So whereís the man will dare condemn
The thing that I have done?
Then I will act the same by he,
And rob him of his land.
So now offences will come on,
Menís hearts will swell too high,
And say my Kingdom cannot come
By such low worm as thee.
For perfect like the Jews of old
The Gentiles will begin;
The rich and great will still be bold,
And so deny the thing;
But then their pride it must come down—
By pride the angels fell;
And ítwas the pride in Herodís heart
That brought his soul to hell:

* See the fifth Book of Prophecies, page 203.

The babes he murdered all for ME,
But he did miss the mark.
This is a hidden mystery—
The proud are in the dark;
And shall I swell them up more high,
To choose the rich and great,
When they did never honour ME?
Now look at Pilateís seat,
So now with men Iíll even come,
And bring their honour low;
For ítis the meek I now will seek,
And there my goodness show.
With Minifie I did begin,
And with her now Iíll end:
Thereís no man can dispute with thee,
Because I am thy friend.
Thou sayest thou art amazed to see
The simple heads of men;
And I should be amazed like thee,
Did I not know the chain,
That Satan holds them by his power
And will not let them go;
He guards in their unguarded hours,
And that I well do know;
For if like lambs your flocks do stand,
Watched by the shepherdís care,
The fox is hovering round the land
To watch his absence there.
His hauntís unknown to every man,
The night he gets his prey,
For when he sees the shepherdís gone,
He steals my lambs away.
So now with Minifie Iíll end—
Beforehand none can see;
Behind-hand with the cunning fox
My shepherds surely be;
Therefore beware and guard with care,
Or all your flock youíll lose;
You little think the fox so near,
As he is on your coast:
But if his haunts you will find out,
Then come to your lost sheep,
And all his footsteps you may trace
When you were fast asleep;
And see the Rock she climbed upon
When she beheld him near,
And warned your flock to flee the same
When they beheld him there—
Then like the bird you may escape
Out of the fowlerís net;
For if the dark side he doth beat
I tell you to fly up."

When I had written these words I was taken sleepy, and laid my head upon the table to sleep; but grew faint, and was forced to throw myself on the bed to keep myself from fainting; Mrs. Woolland came up and brought drops to recover me; and she left her company to abide with me.

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Then now this is a simple thing,
But I shall it explain:
For men like thee they sleepy be,
And faint theyíll surely come;
Because their ears will itch like thine,
And faint theyíll surely grow,
And eager wish to see the time
Thy pasture for to know;
To raise thee up theyíll surely stoop,
And props they will prepare,
Wishing to see the mystery
Of all thy writings here.
And mysteries theyíll surely be,
Beyond the powers of men;
They will neglect their company,
As Woolland now hath done,
So now go to thy last nightís dream—
With Pomeroy thou must end;
But in plain words I shall explain
What I do bid thee send:
It is the corn, it must be known;
For it I shall explain,
And how these things I shall perform,
And bring it to your land.—
And now, Joanna, thee Iíll answer
From thy last nightís dream:
Can men doubt who is thy Master
In things so very plain?
I know the simple sons of men,
That of their talents boast,
And now the mystery Iíll explain
Why all their wisdomís lost;
Because the serpent Iíll confound,
And man the judge must be:
And let the mysteries all come round—
Are men as wise as ME?
For this the Serpent did affirm,
That they as wise should grow,
And be as gods, he said to them,
And good from evil know,
If they would listen to his voice,
And so they did obey;
But then they made a fatal choice,
And nothing knew of ME:
So now your Bibles trace them back;
And different sects appear,
And prove your judgment all alike,
Then Satan must be clear.
But here thou sayest theyíre not alike—
Then Satan told the lie,
Wherein he loves and doth delight
Unto this present day:
And ítis with lies he hath deceived
The simple sons of men;
But now I bid them ME obey,
Iíll bring them back again.
For just as Pomeroy said to thee,
His words Iíll still maintain,
My Spirit shall with yours agree,
Iíll make you perfect men.
Now all I do demand of man
To see thy writings clear,
And weigh them deep with every land,
Then see if one will err.
If all alike they do believe,
And all alike do see,
My Gospel cannot man deceive—
For now Iíll answer thee
And prove my Kingdom it is come,
Iíll fix in every heart;
My perfect heirs Iíll join as one,
The substance cannot part:
Then now stick close unto the VINE,
My vineyards fast shall spring,
And I will give you better wine
Than was in Cana seen:
For all my Bible Iíll unfold,
According to my Word,
And let the sons of men stand still,
Then they shall know their Lord.
For now the seas I will divide,
And strong the walls shall be;
For I will surely smite the tide,
And man Iíll surely free;
As ítwas with Pharaoh nowít must come
Upon the rebelís head;
That he shall know before ítis long,
Iíll surely strike him dead;
Amongst the waves Iíll make his grave,
And bring my chosen through;
The land of Canaan they shall have,
For that is in my view.
But mark the wilderness how long,
And then judge of the time
That I shall come to rescue man,
And chain the rebel down.—
But here thou sayest the time is long;
But what hast thou to fear?
Thouílt see my harvest fast to come,
That some redeemed are;
Then why thy pen hast thou put down?
Hath sorrow filled thy heart?
I said thouílt never see the time
That first must make them smart.
But here I see thou art perplexed—
"Will Satan reign so long?"
Thou knowíst I left him to the text,
As Woolland now hath done:
And if my sealed numberís free,
Secure from all his power,
Thou knowest what part I give to thee,
That he cannot devour.
Then hast thou now put down thy pen,
And dread the words to hear?
And dost thou wish to break his bonds
Within these FORTY YEARS?"

Here I ended, January 23, 1797.

The following communication was given, May, 1797, in answer to what Mrs. Taylor told me: She thought the Methodists had persuaded Mr. Manley out of every belief, and told him of many false reports; that I had prophesied falsely. This provoked me to anger against their religion, finding they were full of lies; yet I thought to myself, why should I condemn the innocent with the guilty? Oh, my God! keep me in the hour of temptations! thou knowest my frailties and weakness, save, Lord, or I perish! for the water floods are come over my soul. To this petition I was answered:

"Now stop thy hand, for Iíll begin—
The Jews were perfect like these men;
And trusted they so righteous were
That nothing they could have to fear;
In a false fire they all went on;
Their prayers and fasting built upon,
Till love and pity all were lost,
Still of their goodness they did boast,
Until my heart became like thine,
To give them up for to be blind,
And was provoked their words to hear,
As thou art now, and this Iíll clear;
So write the words that Kidner spoke;
For they shall know what ítis to mock."

Mr. Kidner told me, that Mr. Giles said, Christís peaceable kingdom was approaching, and some eyes were open to see it; and the Lord would save his elect. It must be observed, that this Mr. Giles believed in election and reprobation; that God had designed one part to be saved, and the other to be lost; but he judged himself and his congregation were the elect that must be saved.

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Let Giles appear and tell ME where
The blind begin to see?
I said before, much like the Jews
These righteous Christians be;
Their ragged garments cover all,
Thereís not a piece thatís sound;
And like the painted whited wall
Is their religion found.
Now with the Jews I shall begin,
And with the Gentiles end:
Untempered mortar daubs them all;
To reason Iíll begin:
When on the earth I first appeared
The Jews did ME expect;
But to their wisdom they did trust,
And ME they did reject;
For as I came to them, ítwas known,
Then being mean and low,
Their haughty pride threw all aside,
No love nor pity showed;
But still their goodness they did boast,
And thought themselves elect—
Could Abrahamís promise eíer be lost?
íTwas they must it expect.
Now Iíll proceed to Abrahamís seed,
And tell thee who they be;
For now to Ishmael thou must come—
íTwas given first to he;
Then after him did Isaac come;
I fixed my promise there—
Then now the Handmaid let all see,
And bring ME Isaac here.
The Bondwoman, it must be known,
Are those under the Fall;
For whereís the man from sin is free?
It hath defiled you all;
And whereís the man that now will come
To say from sin heís free?
Then sure that man I will condemn,
An Ishmael he must be
Isaac to mock; for though I spoke
As trifling now with man,
But I will sure bring on the stroke—
To reason Iíll begin:
I tell you plain, ye sons of men,
Youíre tainted by the Fall;
And while the Woman you condemn,
As Bondmen ye are all.
For Iíll appear to make it clear,
The Woman must be freed
Ere Isaac be proclaimed the heir—
Let men look deep and see.
From Adamís Fall, beít known to all,
The Woman stands condemned;
And till I free her from the Fall
You cannot claim your land;
As ye are born, it must be known,
You say, of Bondmaids all;
Then the TRUE HEIR cannot appear,
Till I have freed the Fall,
Now let the learned men look deep
And judge from whence they spring:
From dust at first and dust at last—
This is the end of men.
Now from this end I do intend
To make man perfect free;
The Bondwoman I shall cast out,
That Isaacs ye may be.
Let it be judged by learned men,
As Woolland to thee spoke;
But now to reason Iíll begin,
Like Woolland I did joke;
From learned men Iíll now begin,
Their learning will not do;
The learned men that I do mean
Must see my Bible true.
For Ishmaels here will sure appear
Thy writings for to mock;
But they shall never be the heirs,
For I shall cast them out.
I spoke the first, but now the last
Iíll to the Gentiles come:
How confident were all the Jews?
Youíve seen the end of them:
Their unbelief, their haughty pride,
Their goodness they did boast,
Their self-conceit it still was great,
Till every title was lost,
Their land destroyed, by whom enjoyed,
Their glorious city waste;
And yet for all they could not see,
Their eyes were closed fast.
And why it was so they all shall know,
íTwas to throw down their pride;
And let them read my Bible through
And see wherein it laid:
The valiant men they did esteem,
And those whose names were high,
My prophets they did all condemn—
What end did many die!
And when I came it was the same,
Their haughty pride did swell;
They could not judge a man so mean
Could save their souls from hell.
So Ishmaels there did sure appear,
And Isaac they did mock,
Till they became as outcasts there,
And long theyíve felt the stroke.
The Gentiles then were taken in,
And now must be the heirs,
Unless like Ishmaels all do mock—
Then let the Jews appear.
For now to all I mean to call,
And bid you both be free,
íTis by the Mother and the Bride
That Isaacs ye must be.
So Jews and Gentiles now give up,
And say the Womanís clear;
Then sure for Canaan you may hope,
Your full Redemptionís near;
For if the Woman I make free,
Ye must be free indeed:
Though this appears a mystery,
But all from her proceeds;
For every man from her was born,
Ever since Adamís Fall;
And as that sin did taint her blood,
You say youíre tainted all;
But if that taint I take away,
And make her perfect free,
And pour the Holy Ghost on Man,
Then perfect heirs youíll be;
Made heirs of God, it must be known,
And joint heirs with the Son—
Now let the learned men appear,
Iíll answer thee again."

The following communication was given, May, 1797. I was ordered to go into Exeter to Mr. Taylor. Soon after Mr. Manley came in, and said he had seen the Reverend Chancellor Nutcombe, who remembered the letter I sent him; and he had shown it to the Archdeacon Moore, who said he had received a letter from me a twelvemonth before; and they compared the letters together, and could find no fault in the letters; and believed the time was coming of the Woman mentioned; but thought prophecies had ceased ever since our Saviour was upon the earth; and the Woman was insane. But Mr. Manley said, that some worthy divine had prophesied of the death of the King of France, a hundred years before it took place, and told the date he would be beheaded in. I said, then he must know it by prophecies, for no man could know it of himself. He said, O, he was a pious good man.

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Now let this pious man appear
And answer my demand.
If from himself heíll answer here
His judgment so could stand,
That he could be as wise as ME,
And these things to foreknow,
Had it not been by prophecies,
And I inspired him so?
Could he foretell what would befall?
Or answer for the Lord,
How at that time I meant to draw
A double flaming sword?
Let men appear and tell ME where
My prophet did foretell
What in your land did ever come,
And say it came from himself?
Then man must be as wise as ME—
Let learned men dispute;
But as their arguments I see,
I mean to make them mute.
Your conversation I do know,
So do not waste thy time
To write the words from Manley flowed,
They all are in my mind;
For I was there, the truth Iíll clear;
I said I knew the man;
Thy going I did order there,
And so I made him come:
He with his maker did contend,
As I had said before:
But now I mean to make an end,
And open every door."

Mr. Manley said that religion was increasing greatly in our land; and the people were gathering in fast; and crying out in the Methodist meetings how they were converted and brought to the Lord.

THE ANSWER WAS GIVEN AS FOLLOWS.

"Now with his arguments begin—
His gathering I will clear:
Too often I have seen these things,
As thou hast seen them here:
And as your common custom is,
I now will answer thee:
More noise than work there often is;
Like trunk-makers they be.
Or like the drum that makes a sound,
And hollow all within,
Their noise doth so alarm the ground—
But to their closets come;
Youíll find them there, it will appear,
As hollow as the drum;
Their painted faces do deceive
The simple sons of men.
They make a noise, for menís their choice,
Of them theyíve got their praise;
And manís reward is their regard—
These are your glorious days
Wherein they sound that grace abounds,
But in it I see none.
Now piety let all men see,
And leave your sounds alone:
For to thy hand they all must come,
If piety theyíll trace;
And then theyíll see the mystery,
How thou didst paint thy face
Not to appear as they do there—
No painted face is found,
But cheerful dost to men appear,
When deep thy heart is woundíd;
Thy heart oppressed, thy feeling breast,
When overwhelmed with grief;
But dost thou show thy sorrows there?
To ME thou seekíst relief;
To man thouíst go, I well do know,
Thy sorrows to disguise.
I tell thee, I did give the blow
To make the simple wise;
Blame not thy friend, mark what thouíst penned,
íTwas I that gave it here;
Thy courage high I meant to try,
To see how thou wouldíst appear;
But in disguise thou didst go wise,
Thy sorrows all concealed,
And thou didst fear to tell it there—
The mysteries Iíll reveal;
Because thou didst fear they would appear
As simple as the rest;
And where to go thou dost not know,
If thou from all wert cast.
But Iíll begin and now speak plain:
He thatís ashamed of ME,
Or yet my Gospel to maintain,
Ashamed of him Iíll be;
And all shall find it is my mind
To make thy heart like mine;
For if thy writings do shame them,
I bid thee all resign;
That is, if theyíre ashamed to see
They have a prophet here,
I bid thee seek another place,
For there thou shalt appear.
As Iíve begun I will go on,
I will not give it up;
And to the learned sons of men
My wisdom shall not stoop.
If theyíll deny, no prophecy
Can now come down below,
My Bible they must give the lie,
The truth thereís none can show.
I said that earth should pass away,
And a new earth begin;
The prophetís words shall ever stand,
I come them to maintain;
And to fulfil is now my will,
For I shall make them good:
Then let the soldiers see the spear
By water and by blood.
Now mark your call from Adamís Fall,
Your standing to this day,
And will you say the guilt of man
Was ever passed away?
Thou answerest, No: my words are true,
For it is still in man;
Under the Fall youíre tainted all:
Let generations come,
And tell me when, ye sons of men
From darkness you were free.
Then sure this age, Iíll now engage,
Was never passed away;
Under the Fall youíre tainted all,
As I did say before,
But now for man I shall begin
To free him from that score;
Atonement here will be no more!
The debtís already paid,
And he that brings another here,
íTwill fall upon his head.
So now beware, I say, take care,
And first account the cost;
I tell you not to trifle here,
It is the Holy Ghost
That doth command thy written hand,
No timeís for trifling here,
Infusionís come, and all is strong;
Let learned men take care
How they despise; and now be wise
To see thy written hand.
Firm as the heavenly pillars are
My word shall ever stand
For now the sin you may begin
Against the Holy Ghost,
Atonement then no more shall come—
Iíll free the former score!
And I shall justify the thing
While hell in chains do roar;
Because that hell will surely swell
Against the rebel there,
And curse their fatal destiny,
That he did them ensnare.
In HEAVEN the war did first begin,
In HELL I say ítwill end.
But when the rocks and graves I tear
Iíll stand the sinnerís friend;
For as in ADAM all did die,
They all shall live in ME;
Iíll place the SHEEP on my right hand,
And then the GOATS Iíll free.
*
My love to MAN was never known,
Nor will I all reveal;
But my ELECT I will protect,
(My word shall never fail)
And that is MAN it shall be known;
I did his image bear:
And though from him I had the blow—
Yet in the end Iíll clear
Their misery, they all shall see;
My heart is not like man,
To punish here as doth appear,
In hell forever burn,
But now this subject I shall end,
Another Iíll begin:
If simply they do laugh at thee,
I tell them, ítis no sin;
But I command thy written hand
And bid them not laugh there;
Unless they see the mystery,
And laugh to see it clear;
Their laughter then I will commend,
To see theyíre not deceived.
Nor trusting to their pious friend,
But in my WORD believe.
His pious friend did he commend,
To tell him what he knew,
That with the righteous it was well;
But what must he go through
To have it well? The truth I tell,
While in this world he stays,
He doth not know the dangerous roads
That are before his way.
If I should try his courage high
His heart he doth not know;

* See the Communication on the Day of Judgment, in the Fourth Book of Prophecies.

Nor yet what spirit he is of,
If I should bring him low
To beg for bread, if ítwas for need
It would his courage try;
His heart within heíd feel to bleed,
And spirits soon would die;
Then he would fear, and surely care,
The days were hastening on:
And that will be his destiny,
Unless he doth begin
For to go through, I tell thee true,
To eat and drink with thee.
íTis not to live, be not deceived,
But hereís the mystery:
íTis the same meat that thou dost eat;
I tell him of the food,
íTis to believe I wonít deceive
Those that do trust in God;
And that my Spirit will direct
When dangers do appear,
And that I shall them all protect:
The small still Voice is here
Not to despise—But now be wise,
If I do stoop to come
To lay all truths before your eyes
Now in the Womanís form,
Then do not be, as now you say,
Of two opinions here,
But trust in God, and fear his rod,
Then you have nought to fear:
Only to fear that dangerís near,
And fear the fate of those
That do not know how things will go,
And darkness doth them close,
Then act by them as heíth begun,
I say, to act by thee,
Then safely he will sure go on,
And Iíll protect his way.
He shall foreknow how things will go,
If heís afraid to fall;
But if like Peter he doth boast,
Like him Iíll try them all;
The boasting hearts shall feel the dart,
That say theyíve nought to fear;
Then sure like Peter they will smart,
When he denied ME here.
So now be wise, Iíll not disguise,
The storms are rising high;
But in the deep I will not sleep,
But tell you it is I,
And on the seas to give you ease,
For dangers you will see;
Your ships forsake, no waves shall break,
Launch out and come to ME;
My arm is near when you do fear
And see the waves come on;
I shall protect all Peters here
The fearful sons of men;
For well I know how things will go,
The boisterous waves will rise,
And Peters I do many know,
Whose fears will make them wise;
For they will say, like him that day,
That they have all to fear,
Begin to sink when near the brink,
But then my arm is near.
íTis time to know if this be true,
Then you can brave the storm;
And know that I am on the seas
To keep you from all harm.
So Peters they shall be to ME
Whose hearts begin to fear.
So this Iíll end and now begin,
My arm is everywhere;
And now Iíll show the reason why
That all my Bibleís penned
In such a hidden mystery,
Before I make an end.
From types and shadows all began
Ever since Adamís Fall;
From Types and shadows ítwill go on,
Till Iíve redeemed you all;
Then all My Bible Iíll make good,
And all I will explain,
And show them how at first it stood,
From Abel and from Cain:
Cain was the first and he was cast
A type from the first born;
For there the earth received the curse,
Thenít must to Satan come.
Iíll tell thee why, for man doth cry
And vengeance must appear;
For man, I know, received the blow—
And let mankind appear,
And tell me plain, ye sons of men,
Could woman taint your blood?
Or was the fall from her own brain
To say the fruit was good?
Can it appear that it was her?
She did refuse at first:
It was the serpent did ensnare,
Then there must come the curse:
For Abel here I mean to clear,
He was the second born;
Satan came first and man was next—
Then can you deep discern?"

The following communication was given in 1797, from my anxious desire to have Mr. Pomeroy try to bring forward my Trial, to which I was answered:—

"If he doubts who is thy Master,
Would he not his judgment show
For to see the matter plainer
Ere he did another warn?
Would he wish for to confound thee?
Canst thou stand and brave the storm,
If thy head they all should puzzle?
But thou sayest this cannot be:
By thy writings all is mentioned,
Satanís arts must silent be.
This is all unknown to Pomeroy,
Makes him linger in the way;
As a father he doth use thee,
Fearing the judges of the day;
But thou sayest thou standíst with courage;
Then thy courage I will try:
Now I ask thee whoís thy Master?
Dost thou boldly now rely?
On the Lord is now thy answer,
On ME dost thou whole depend;
But if thou must copy after
Men, ítwill foil thee in the end.
I relied upon my FATHER,
And my Power I did show,
Greater proof than all thy writings,
Thou canst eíer pretend to show.
But as thou hast spoke with courage,
And so strong on ME rely,
I will nothing here diminish—
Stand and gain the victory;
Do not let thy spirits fall,
Unaware thouílt hear the call.
Shall I blame thy bold presumption,
And, like Peter, let thee sink?
If the storms should overblow thee,
Wilt thou tremble at the brink?
Wilt thou stand, or wilt thou sink?
On the seas thou sure must stand:
No more footing is in man
Than Peter on the seas had got—
Deep the words that thou hast wrote;
Soon thy courage I shall prove;
In disguise Iíll show my LOVE;
In disguise to thee appear,
Till I bring thee safe on shore.
This thou now hast twice read over,
But thou dost not understand,
I shall speak the words here plainer,
As thou mayest them now command.
If on thy writings thou dost rely,
Because thouílt prove them true;
But hear the judges of the day,
And see what they will do;
For if they judge thee as thy Master,
They will surely thee condemn,
And say thouíst put thyself too high
To deceive the sons of men;
Therefore they will all condemn thee;
And thy writings will not see.
Hath not this been done already?
No more witness need to be;
Here thou perfect standíst condemned,
Just like ME at Pilateís bar;
But these judges had no power
For to go any further there;
As thy judges I did choose them—
To their wisdom let them go:
But my knowledge I refuse them,
That they shall hereafter know.
For I shall try all menís wisdom
Ere the truth Iíll all unfold;
All the names that I have mentioned
Show the world is now grown old:
Twice a child and once a man,
But nowís time to fall or stand."

The following communication was given in 1797, in answer to Mr. Manley, who went to the Rev. Chancellor Nutcombe, and talking of my prophecies, the Chancellor made answer, that I had written to him, and to the Rev. Archdeacon Moore, and they had compared the letters together, and could find no fault in the letters, and believed the days were come that she told of; but did not believe there were any prophecies since our Saviour had been upon earth. This Mr. Manley told at Mr. Taylorís; and Mrs. Taylor said to me afterwards, no man should think of himself more highly than he ought to think. When I came to Mrs. Taylor she told me, that Mr. Taylor had dreamt that the Archdeacon and the Chancellor came to him, and blamed him for encouraging me in writing; and he said he should not wonder if they did.

"Now from Taylor here Iíll answer:
Like his dream let him appear
And to make them this reply:
He never judged himself so high,
Nor of himself so high did think,
When dangers thick stand on the brink,
To say they would not hasten on
As she had foretold ere they began;
And how these writings she did foreknow
Could he pretend to look into?
Too high for him the mysteries were,
He could not see his duty clear
To exercise in things so high,
And see the learned silent lie;
If it was wrong what she had done,
The things to them were all made known;
And as they did not her reprove,
Should he pretend the cause to move?
Or on himself pretend to take
A thing in hand if they would not?
If theyíd neíer tell her it was wrong,
It was his place to hold his tongue,
As silent they did give it up,
Or could not judge what she did write.
If she neíer blushed to write to them,
To say the Lord did her command,
They would not tell her she was wrong,
The Lord to her could not be known,
And that her head was out of tune,
The days were past that spirits came,
And some infusion filled her head,
And the disorder fast will spread
If she indulge such passions strong,
To think the Spirit down would come,
And that the Lord was now the same,
And JAH JEHOVAH was his name,
And make the Law and Gospel one,
Then prophecies must surely come;
For then Christís Spiritís from on high;
His Gospel ends with prophecy.
And if she takes this in her head,
For to believe all CHRIST has said,
Or his disciples after him,
Infusion fast will fill her brain
To judge she cannot go astray,
While on her Saviourís words she lay,
That his infusion canít deceive
The soul that does in Christ believe;
For if she does this way go on
The rockís too high, from man sheíll climb
Till ítis too late to pull her down:
She judgíth her Lord is in the sound,
Where she does hear the small still Voice
That soon will make the Church rejoice:
Though nations shake, and cannons roar,
She judgíth her Lord is near the shore.
And will the guilt of woman free—
A bone of him neíer broke shall be,
Because she was the bone of Man.
The Spiritís reasoning will be strong;
And if she doth with him confide
Sheíll throw our learning all aside,
And man must crumble into dust,
Naked as Adam he was cast;
As woman saved through child-birth here,
Though long the burden she did bear,
And now the fault sheíll cast on men,
Because they silent stood so long,
And gave her up an easy prey;
Then now judge in what hands she lay—
If youíll confess she is in mine,
I will not blame you to resign,
And give her wholly to my care;
Like Adam do and copy her;
But if youíve left her all this while,
And say that Satanís arts beguiled,
I ask my shepherds how theyíll stand?
For now my sheep I do demand;
And leave the ninety-nine behind,
For the lost sheep I bid them find;
Or else my shepherds be no more,
If of my sheep youíll not take care.
Should I demand from Taylorís hand
To judge your flock how they do stand?
Did I commit them to his care?
Or to the Holy Ghost to swear?
For heís no shepherd, but a sheep;
And if your flock you will not keep,
If one do break the rest will go;
Judge for yourselves if it be not so;
Because together sheep will keep,
And fast will go if one do break;
And if your sheep be gone astray,
Then fast your flock will go that way.
She hath led them to a pasture new,
Back of themselves theyíll never go;
Theyíll taste the goodness of the ground;
Theyíll neíer regard the shepherdís sound;
The more they stray the more theyíll see,
And better pasture it will be,
Till to the Rock theyíll surely come,
And mount so high that none can climb
To pull them down your sheep to kill:
The fountain shall be gushing still,
To keep them from the butcherís knife—
Iíll drown the foes that seek their life.
So Taylor now in this Iíll clear,
And tell them how Iíve chusíd him here
To judge the pasture and the ground
That you are in, how it is found,
Whether the grass is not come bare,
And many sheep are starving here;
That is to say, they do want food,
The sheep must judge if it be good
For to supply their every want,
And know the grass if it be scant;
And if the bitter herbs do grow,
Instead of grass, the sheep must know;
Because the bitters they must taste,
While shepherds at their tables feast.
Therefore my sheep I chose them low,
That they might judge if it be true.
Now if my sheep I chose them high,
That in the best of pastures lie,
Theyíd say that all were at the full;
A plenteous pasture makes them dull
To hear another sheep complain;
They never wish to change their ground,
Nor in such lowly pastures tread,
Wherein the starving sheep are laid:
Regardless of the bleating sheep,
In plenteous pastures careless sleep.
But now the subject I shall end—
The middle station are my friends,
Whose ears are open to every cry—
A heart to feel, but canít supply
All the distresses he doth hear,
Though oft the burthen he doth bear;
Because he knows he canít relieve,
A feeling heart doth often grieve
To see his suffering brethren here
Bowed down so deep with earthly care.
Now thy past writings call to mind:
When Leechís judgment was confined,
I said the grapes were all too high—
After your manner Iíll comply;
For when I stooped to dwell with men,
And after their manner I conformed;
Now in the Spirit Iím the same,
And oft seem trifling with mankind;
For as your custom I do do,
íTis your own words I do pursue;
For should I always speak in mine,
It would be Latin to mankind;
Such Latin they could never read,
Nor understand a word was said.
But to the purpose I shall come:
Thou knowíst that I did tell thee then,
That if thy words they did deny,
I bid them give thy pen the lie,
And gain their victories in the war,
And feed the starving hungry poor,
And no complaining in your land,
Then thee and I would silent stand
As in a prison to be bound;
If peace and plenty could be found,
And every heart they would set free,
Then men must gain the victory,
I said the shadow was begun;
I said the substance fast would come;
For their complaining will be more—
Let Taylor see the mystery clear,
And judge if they donít see it so:
And to the starving poor now go,
Whose clothes are sold by such distress;
Though this does wound my feeling breast,
To see the sufferings of the poor;
But how can I their sufferings clear,
Unless I give thy pen the lie?
Like men the truth I must deny:
I know how all is sealed up,
But well I know that thouíst forgot;
And when thy seals are broken here,
The perfect truth must then appear.
If Taylor cannot judge thy hand,
I bid him careful judge the Land,
And tell if things are not worse here
Than when the shadows did appear;
I say when corn it first did rise
Amazing high and all surprise:
But now you say your cornís more low;
In this your arguments Iíll show:
If this be low, the rest is high,
The poor for want of bread do cry;
And fataller now theyíll feel the blow,
Although your corn you sayís more low,
The labourís taken from their hand—
Let Taylor now judge as a man;
If he had got no gold in store,
And all his labour was stopped here,
That he a penny could not gain,
Would he not judge a fatal time,
To see his family in distress,
To beg for mercy from the rest?
For perfect so do thousands stand,
Since labour was stopped in your land;
Then sure the substance did come here
Worse than the shadow was before;
Nor can you tell where this will end—
Theyíll find it deep all thou hast penned.
Now mark the man that was born blind:
His parentsí judgment was confined;
They knew not how I cured their son,
But sure the truth they then did own;
That he was blind, but then did see,
To them appeared a mystery;
And hear the answer they did make,
That for himself the son must speak,
Because he was of proper age,
And he himself must be the judge:
So now let Taylor do the same,
And say the truth he sure must own:
Thy words and writings have come true;
But how it was he doth not know;
But heíll refer them unto thee
To tell them how this thing could be,
That thou receivedst so clear a sight
To see before the things were right;
Or how these things thou didst foresee.
Thou art of age to answer they."

The following communication was given, September, 1797, in answer to peopleís saying my prophecies were not all fulfilled, and Mr. Pomeroyís saying, that I should warn of the rod before it fell.

"For now to reason Iíll begin:
If for myself was all my care,
It must be well, Iíd nought to fear;
It was my love that brought ME down,
Then love might have carried back again,
If that self-love had then been all,
Like those that do my equal call,
And say my image they do bear,
When for themselves is all their care.
But can they answer my demand?
To be my equals will they stand
For to be mocked at Pilateís bar!
And confess my Gospel they will clear,
That if I was the Son of God
I bought their ransom with my blood,
And did not mock the sons of men?
For now to reason Iíll begin:
When my disciples I did leave,
And to my Father I did cleave,
To die upon the cursed tree,
The victimís blood it must be ME,
And for all nations to atone—
To cleanse their blood I shed my own;
And said the Holy Ghost should come
The Comforter it must be known,
And all to your remembrance bring,
When I as Prophet, Priest, and King,
Do in this lower world appear:
As very man I will be here,
Manís equal then Iíll surely be,
When in my shepherds all shall see—
For others shall the likeness bear,
The Holy Ghost with them shall share,
And then my Bible will come on—
These words will stumble ignorant men,
And so false Christs will then arise,
If Pomeroy do not now act wise
To prove this calling now is clear,
He never did his record bear.
But if his record he did bear
Impostors fast would now appear,
And say they were the very men
To whom the Holy Ghost was come:
Therefore I brought it round by you;
My Spirit came in ninety-two;
And every thing is there foretold,
And wonders deep may all behold.
For Alpha and Omegaís here,
The mysteries deep I now will clear;
I am the first, I am the last;
For by the Woman all was cast;
Then by the Woman Iíll begin,
The Paradise by her youíll win:
For here your bliss may be complete;
Dig deep and see if thereís deceit;
And if you find it is true gold,
The pearl of great price you then behold
Iíve brought it round in such a way;
My salve Iíve made with such a clay
That sure quite lost your sight must be,
If this donít make the blind to see.
Now if the deaf refuse to hear
Such trumpets sounding in their ears,
Then sure the adder must abound,
And stop the ear to drown the sound.
For men as fools must now become,
Weaker than women must be known,
To think it was in ninety-two
That all these wonders thou didst know;
And every shadow is begun,
Theyíll say the substance is not come.
No, no; I say, it is behind,
And Pomeroyís words are in my mind—
"What use to speak when all is come?
"It was too late to stop the storm"—
The rod hangs hovering (ítis not down,)
To waive the blow, then judge the sound;
Because the blow you may prevent
And make your nation be content
To wait the coming of their LORD;
Then plenteous harvests Iíll afford,
If men do judge thy written hand,
And publish now what I command;
But if this thing they do refuse,
To see the threatenings will not choose,
A fataller harvest shall come on—
This year the shadow is begun;
For these two harvests are a sign
How I shall deal with all mankind."

The Answer to the above, given Jan. 26, 1805.
"Now I shall answer thee, before thou goest further, the meaning of this communication: Know it begins to show all men how different the conducts of the best of men are, from copying ME: mark the manner of all my disciples, and weigh deep how I have explained it: and know in the end how Peter denied ME, and how my disciples saw and fled. Next see how I have chosen Pomeroy to be a disciple for ME; but when he saw dangers coming upon him, he acted like my former disciples, and denied like Peter, and fled like the others. Here I have showed thee the true picture of man; and how perfect the latter acted like the former. As soon as the shadow was turned from him, and appeared in others; and the heat of menís anger began to burn against him, he did not see the shadow in the others to shelter himself that way. Here you may see the true state of man when he is not over-shadowed by my Spirit; as one spark of fire will go out by itself, if it be not renewed by another, so it went out by Pomeroyís being alone. But now I shall come to thee: thou knowest I have said my Spirit visits thee; then how could that spark go out without thou hadst provoked ME to anger to leave thee? Can my Spirit be quenched by the persuasion of others, if it be not quenched by the person to whom it comes? Now my Spirit was never quenched by thee, though thou hast grieved my Spirit by thy fears, and by thy jealousy, when men and devils pressed hard upon thee: and so the woman grieved ME at first, by the subtlety of the devil; but as I said I was the first that created her for manís good, so I will be the last to accomplish it. And now I shall come to Pomeroyís words—"to warn of the rod before it was fallen." Know I told thee, the rod hung hovering, but was not down; and I now tell thee, all the judgments that have been in your land, from 1797 to this day, or from 1792 to this day, are but the rod hanging over your land; for I tell thee, if unbelief and mockery abound, and persecution still go on, they will see more destruction in one year, than they have seen in all the former; as I see lingering judgments do not open the eyes, but harden the heart. And now I shall come to the ending of thy communication: thou knowest I told thee in 1797, if all the truths put in Pomeroyís hand, with all the truths that had happened before, did not awaken the ministers to search out the truth, the harvest of 1797 was a type of a more fatal harvest that should come. Now thou knowest, at the end of the year Pomeroy went to Nutcombe to try if the ministers would come forward, but they all refused; then I ordered thee to go to Bristol, and gave thee the threatenings of the two harvests that should follow. After these harvests had followed thou knowest Pomeroy tried again; but all to no purpose; then I ordered thy writings should go out by his judgment alone; and by his judgment was published what I commanded, and brought forward other believers; then followed the three harvests like the harvest of the 1796. Now let all men discern how this prophecy was spoken, and how it was fulfilled; then they will see the shadow begun in Pomeroy, to have thy writings published to the world in the manner he commanded; for I ordered thee to obey his command. Now he began the shadow alone of changing the scenes for the harvest; so the shadow in him brought the substance in the others; for they could not believe what they had never seen nor heard; so Pomeroy went on perfectly as I told thee, as a true disciple of mine, till he began to be a denying Peter. So now leave the man, till thou hast seen the end; yet let all believers pity the man, as thou pitiest him; and judge him, as thou judgest him, walking in the footsteps of his MASTER till he was thrown down by men; and know what I have told thee—one spark will go out by itself; and as one spark of fire he stood alone. Now let this be pondered deep in all your hearts, how Pomeroy went on in my office; and yet thou sayest in thy heart, my threatenings stand still against him, as he did not now appear; but thou knowest not how my threatenings stand: He must see the Book of thy Trial, and how thy Trance is placed, before he can tell what anchor to fix to—

"So judge no more till all be oíer,
Nor yet condemn the man:
But from thy dream let all see clear
The way the end must come;
So write thy dream, and Iíll explain;
But mark this follows next
Unto the words before were penned,
Then see how all was fixed."

The former communication ended on Monday, September, 1797. The Tuesday night I dreamt I saw a slide of corn running on fast by itself, without men or horses; and at this I marvelled. I thought I was soon after in a spacious room, and saw three tables laid for dinner: one was so elegant that I never saw any like it.

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Joanna, here I shall appear
And tell thee of the corn,
That in this manner did appear—
The time is hastening on
That men will be as thou didst see;
Such wonders I shall do,
That men will go the truth to know:
And thou mayest marvel how
In such a haste theyíll run so fast,
That long have silent stood.
No horses there did then appear,
But hurried through the mud.
Now Iíll explain what this doth mean:
The sliding corn appear—
And every letter thou hast sent
And slide from ear to ear,
Until the corn, it will be known,
Will so push on the slide
For men to know how things will go;
Such letters are applied,
That men in haste will then run fast—
No horses did appear.
So now to thee the truth thouílt see,
Thou needest send no more;
For sure without, thouíst nought to doubt,
The corn will surely come
Just as the slide did not abide,
But hasty went alone;
Just so will men as things are seen,
Theyíll see the mud appear,
And on theyíll run, for dangerís come—
But Pomeroy must appear."

The following is given in answer to the above, January 26, 1805.
"So let them draw their judgment from the last communication, and I shall answer thee again.—Now I shall answer thee from the dream: You have all drawn your judgment as the shadow, but never looked deep to the substance, how the dream stands; and how it was explained, that the slides were filled up with corn, which I compared to men; and the slide ran along of itself drawing on the corn. Now mark this last year, what letters have been sent to the bishops and the clergy, besides all the former letters. Now mark the judgment of men, how they thought their silence would put a stop to the whole; and did not think dangers would come on, as I had threatened; so they refused to come while invited; and they refused to be drawn while believers tried to draw them by my command; but I now tell thee, the faith of believers, the dangers that will threaten, the letters that have been sent, and the faith that will abound when the Book of thy Trial is out in the world, will be upon their minds to press them, and load them with jealousy, fill them with anger, and with fear; so that like a slide pressed with corn will the unbelievers now awake, that have been so long warned, so long invited, and thou wilt have no reason to warn them any more; and this I told thee when thy Trial was over, they would have no more invitation from ME; for if thy trial was called over again, they must come forward of themselves, without any invitation from ME; and perfectly so stands thy dream, and the explanation thereof, if you discern it deep to weigh one thing with the other.

"And now I shall come to the tables; for there your judgment went deep. The first table thy writings were spread on was at Paddington, when judges and jury met together; the second table was at Carpenterís, when the number was increased; but the last and beautiful table is behind, that was so richly furnished. But here your ideas went all wrong, to think the elegant and beautiful table, that was so richly furnished, alluded to the rich and great, because they must call forward thy Trial; for they are the slides that will be pressed by the faith of believers; therefore I told thee, in another communication, I had two judges in my view, and there thou drewest thy judgment right, by a thought that came from ME; for the two judges, as men, allude to the judgment of believers that are drawn by my Spirit, and the judges of men that trust in their own wisdom, and the wisdom of one another: the one are judges by faith, whereby Abraham obtained the promise; the other are judges by the wisdom of men from themselves, that is pronounced to fall; for know it is written, the wisdom of this world shall perish and come to nothing; but faith is a gift that shall stand for ever to them that abide in their faith. And now I shall tell thee of the beautiful table, which is the third, more elegant than the rest: for then will appear the truth of my words, the riches of my mercy, goodness, and truth, to bring back the glories of Paradise to man, adorned with all the fruits of my Word, and the fruits of my Spirit; and thou wilt see in that day such beauties from the Lord as thou never sawest before.

"The tables here I now shall clear,
That I did show thee three:
Thou knowest the way I placed them here,
For so the end will be;
And yet, I say, another way
I now shall place them here:
The table first I now shall place
The PROMISE to appear;
Then sure the next I here shall fix,
The tableís plain for man;
When I did die their guilt to free
The second table stands;
Then now the third, behold my WORD,
The PROMISE I must clear;
And then the beauty you will see
When I have ended here.
The tableís come the three to join,
For so my BIBLE stands;
And as the shadows Iíve placed here
To place it first to man,
I said the first the table burst,
Thy writings did appear,
When judges and jury so were placed
To see the writings clear;
The second time, call all to mind,
You say is past and gone;
The wondrous beauty thou didst not find
So long thouíst built upon.
Thy heart and mind is always bound,
Longing thy trance to see;
And disappointed thou dost find
Thyself these things to see.
But now the third, behold my WORD,
The table will appear
In every beauty from thy LORD,
And thou wilt see all clear.
So here to man the tables stand
The way Iíve placed are two;
The promise first was made to men
To bring all to their view:
The woman stood, know, for your good
The table first must come;
Then to my BIRTH you must allude,
As I of her was born;
Then now the third, behold my WORD,
The Promise Iíll fulfil,
And Satanís head, as I have said,
By my avenging heel
Shall surely fall—I tell you all,
Thou didst the serpent fear,
And left the weeds that there did breed—
The barley field see clear:
The wheat by thee, they all may see,
Thou surely weedíst in there;
But when the serpent thou didst see,
The barley field appear,
Thou all didst leave—be not deceived,
The wheat is all my care:
For if the serpent frightens all,
The latter crops may fear.
So Iíll end here and say no more;
Mark how the wheat did stand:
To kill the weeds thou didst appear,
To cleanse the wheat for man."

The latter part of this communication, given this day, January 26, 1805, alludes to a communication given in 1797 as follows: I dreamt I was at Sidmouth, in my elder Brotherís ground, in the fields called High Street. There were three fields, one after the other, adjoining to the hill; the other side of the way were two fields, called New Park, and Warp. These five fields were one after the other, only parted by the high road. I thought I was in these fields with a numberless sight of people that said, they were waiting to see the soldiers pass by the road: and some of the soldiers entered the field. I cannot remember every particular, as all seemed in great bustle; but I thought I conversed with some of the officers, who said they were coming, and soon after I saw the road covered with soldiers. All the night I was in much confusion with strange dreams.

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Another day Iíll it explain—
Though nought appears to thee;
Iíll show the field where all shall yield,
And how they warped shall be.
I said thy dream I would explain
To thee another day:
Mark thou the pit so near to it,
For there the dangers lay:
The fields are high; the time draws nigh,
That high it will appear;
Your soldiers go (it will be so,)
And make them bow with fear.
The Park is New now to your view,
And new things now will come:
Your soldiers here will so appear,
And gather fast the throng:
But who can see the mystery?
For here thy pen goeth deep;
A wise man he must surely be
That now can it explain;
Yet it will come, like Jacobís sons
That did to Egypt go,
When Joseph there to them appeared—
The end is high and low.
Now mark this ground, when first ítwas found
Thy Brotherís to possess;
The barley there it did appear,
The serpent wound thy breast,
Or fright thee so, thou well dost know
Thou didst not weed at all,
But altogether did let go—
And so the end will fall.
The barley then it was so strong
That some part did fall down:
I tell thee now, before ítis long
Thouílt surely hear the sound.
Thou knowest the wheat, without deceit,
Thou surely weedíst with care;
The fields were high where it did lie:
Thou knowest the hills were near,
Where thou didst begin some pleasing dream
To build on Noahís ark;
Because that there it did appear
Love soon ensnared thy heart,
Simple to man this thing might seem,
But yet the type goes deep;
For Noahs here will so appear
And surely make thee weep.
The fault was thine, now Iíll resign,
Thy anger rose too soon;
Thou didst resent and then relent,
And cloud thy sun ere noon."

After I had written this communication and said to Mrs. Minifie, I had seen the truth of the harvest of the 1797, Mrs. Minifie said, it was not so bad as people had made out; and she saw no judgments in it; for if it did hurt one thing it brought forth and did good to another (the grass). To her words I was answered—

"Doth Minifie so blindly see
No judgments in your land;
No dangers here to her appear,
But all things well do stand?
If all do see as blind as she,
Seal all thy writings up,
And men shall know Iíve spoke by thee,
Another harvest drop;
Iíll make it plain, by sun or rain,
Your harvest I shall spoil:
If all do see like Minifie,
Your husbandmen Iíll foil.
For Iíll go on as Iíve begun;
This is the shadow here,
The storm shall blow, you all shall know,
Shall surely foil you here:
But if they say another way,
"That judgments are begun;
Thy writings we demand to see,
And judge from whence they come;
Ifít be from God weíll fear his rod,
And tremble at his word;
We will obey what he doth say
If we find ítis the Lord—"
Iíll make it plain to every man
That I have spoken here,
To make the stubborn Jews to come,
My calling shall be clear:
For judges two are in my view,
When they together sit,
My jurymen, you all shall know,
Shall tremble at my feet;
The thing so plain shall then be seen
That every soul shall fear
For to deny ítis not from ME,
But own their Lord is here;
It shall abound in every sound—
" íTis plain it comes from God:
What further witness now need we;
Let us maintain his word."
The judge will clear the jury here,
The jury clear the judge,
And all will own Iíve spoken here,
Then what have men to allege,
Against your King or Sovereign bring?
As this was my decree
For to awake the stubborn Jews,
Their calling they may see:
íTis for their sake I must awake
And prove my Bible true;
The time is come they must come home,
The Gentiles and the Jews:
When this is done the scales will turn,
And England shall rejoice;
Iíll change the wheel beyond menís skill,
And they shall know my voice.
Like Woolland here Iíll say once more,
The sooner this is done,
The sooner I shall set you free,
And better days will come;
This Land Iíll bless, and bring a peace,
And make your foes submit.
But on conditions all to lie;
The mystery there lies deep—
All that begin, "My Lord and King,
Thouírt surely welcome home!
Oh, thou desire of nations come
And govern all thy own;
Thy kingdom come, thy will be done,
And earth resemble heaven;
And let all flesh thy Spirit feel,
And every sin forgiven!"
Now Iíll end here and say no more—
But sorrows will abound,
If men, like Eastlake, now appear,
Refuse to judge the sound;
Then mark the stake, for fast the lake
Will open to your view;
If men do say, like him that day,
ĎWe do refuse to go.í "

Here ended this communication, Sept. 30, 1797.

Sunday evening, January 27, 1805.
The explanation of the dream of my being in my elder brotherís ground; the serpent in the barley; the soldiers, and other particulars.

"Now I shall explain the meaning of weeding the wheat, and leaving the barley. Thou knowest in all thy writings, as well as my Bible, I have compared my people to wheat; and now thou knowest how carefully thou didst weed the wheat, because thy love for a man drew thee there.* And now I tell thee, I am the same: my love for men is to bring them to the ARK of the NEW COVENANT; not like Noahís ark, that was soon destroyed, and his love so soon decayed; for know how soon Noahís love turned to anger, when he cursed his son; and thy Noahís love turned the same, when thou didst begin to slight him; and yet I tell thee, there the type stands deep; for know, thy love never could turn to anger against Noah; and I now tell thee, my love shall be the same unto all the Noahs that obey my command, as Noah did to build the ark. There stands the shadow of the wheat: the wheat is man that I shall pull the weeds from, and cut them off with as much care as thou didst the weeds in thy brotherís grounds; and much greater than thy love was to go in the wheat fields for the sake of thy lover, my love is now come to visit my wheat, where my lovers are: and my lovers are those that are longing for my coming, as thy lover longed to see thee in the wheat field: he visited his sheep in love to thee, and the corn was in his view; perfectly so, I now tell thee, are believers come by ME; they visit my flock, they are with my flock, but their eye is, like thy lover, looking and waiting for my coming, and my kingdom to be established.

"So of the wheat, I tell thee, great
The type stands deep for men,
Who wish for ME, as he for thee
Did wish to see thee come;
And thou the same, I know thy frame,
How love was planted there.
So from this love I now shall prove
The end for all draws near;
The fields were high, as I did say,
And high shall be for all
That now their calling will obey,
My wheat shall never fall:
The weeds that spring I shall begin
To pluck them as they grow;
Iíll cut them off, (Iíve said enough)
The wheat my love shall know.
Thou weedíst it first, mark how ítwas placed,
Thy love was fixt for man;
And when the harvest day was cast,
Thou knowest by thy weak hand
Thou ladíst it in, the truth is seen,
And so I shall go through;
For now my wheat Iíll surely screen,
It is before my view,
Begun by thee, they all must see,
And all by thy weak hand;
Thou lovíst the corn, it must be known,
Where thy believers stand.
The shadow first see how ítwas placed,

* See page 27 of the book entitled, "Letters and Communications," printed at Stourbridge, by the Rev. Mr. Foley, in 1804.

And how I did explain;
Now see thy lovers how theyíre cast
To win the heart thatís thine;
The weeds that spring to hurt my GRAIN
By thy weak hand Iíll cut;
But when I come to make an end
íTis I the root shall pluck.
So now discern how I do warn,
What shadowís placed before;
And now thy lovers all discern,
What Noahs do appear
To make thy hand in love to stand,
And cut the weeds all through.
But this is done by my command,
The end is in my view:
The harvest strong is hastening on
For to secure my WHEAT;
And then to lade my corn thouílt come,
Thy strength will then be great;
For to be seen it will begin—
But mark how this did fall;
Because some corn, to thee was known,
The horse did throw the whole
Ere it came home, to thee was known;
By man ítwas laden again;
A mystery here the end will clear,
And all will see it plain;
Because that man must take in hand
The thing that thouíst begun:
Though simple here the type doth stand,
The end will so come on.
So now land back thy every thought,
The way thy harvest ends;
The landlord, seeing what thou hadst done,
Gave orders to his men,
That they should go and help thee through,
And so they did appear;
And in the end ítis my intent
That way the whole to clear.
So now discern how this did come,
And judge from first to last:
But from the barley it must be known
The serpent so was placed,
Which made thee yield and quit the field,
Let all together grow,
Until the mowers did cut down
The stubble and the straw;
The weeds were there did still appear,
And none thou didst cut down;
Nor didst thou try, Iíll tell thee why,
The serpent so was found
For to possess and wound thy breast,
And fill thy heart with fear:
Such poisonous thing to thee was seen,
So thou didst leave all there.
So this will be the end of thee,
When to the barley come,
The latter crops that now do mock
By Satanís arts ítis known;
For as the serpent in the field
Did unto thee appear,
Just so the serpent makes men yield
To think from weeds theyíre clear;
So thou wilt say, they clear may be,
The serpent thouílt espy,
And say, no weeds are cut by ME
Let all together lie.
Couldíst thou discern how here I warn,
Or man the end could see,
The latter crops for to forsake
The serpent frightens thee;
And so ítwill fall, I tell them all,
The latter crops will come:
The barley see the end to be,
Which I compare to man
That is not wheat—the mysteryís great,
And Satan close lies there
To frighten all, both great and small;
And let the weeds appear,
Remain to grow till I shall mow
The whole together down.
So men may fear the barley here,
And tremble at the sound,
That now do stand as barley strong,
The serpent in the field,
To cut the weeds that none may come
Till all together yield.
The thing is deep, thousands may weep,
Did they the meaning know:
The serpent did his footing keep
To let the weeds to grow,
Till harvests came to cut them down,
And then they did appear.
Thy brother laughed to mow the ground,
And then thy words mark there;
There were no weeds, he said, did breed,
Thou toldíst him at the first;
But now ítwas plain they could be seen,
And all together cast.
So this Iíll end: but now see plain
The way it happened so;
The serpent did the footing gain,
That all alike might grow,
Till harvest came to cut all down—
Then now my Gospel see;
I say, the serpent will be found
To keep the weeds with he;
Where thereís no wheat there is deceit,
And Satanís footing strong:
The barley here for drink appears,
And drunk will men go on;
Drunk with the poison of his word
That he will work in man;
Drunk from the knowledge of their LORD;
My SPIRIT cannot come
To weed the grain where he remains
Strong to possess the whole;
No, no: that field will never yield
Till all together fall."

The following communication was given, August 4, 1797: The rain came, and Mr. Woolland had a field of wheat that was so taken with the rust and canker that he was obliged to have it cut down green, and they said it must be a great while upon the ground to be dried up before it could be housed; for it would not bear the threshing. I was answered in the following manner:

"Now stop thy hand and say no more
Till I have fully answered here:
Sudden as Michael now did come,
So sudden will the truth be known,
Unless that men do now begin
To copy after thee;
And let your paper go between,
*
That every man may see
The reason plain I sent the rain,
And brought such harvest on
To make it clear Iíve spoken here,
And every type is come.
The sword began, the harvest ends,
And none do see the rod
That doth appear so hovering here,
And fear an angry God,
That they provoke to bring the stroke,
And lead your land in grief;
Then Iíll go on as Iíve begun,
To prove your unbelief
Hath made it plain to every mind;
For Noahís days are here,
And Sodom and Gomorrah too,
If none begin to fear.

* This alludes to pieces of paper, which Joanna, when interrupted in her writings, put as marks to find where she was reading, as she then was by a person of the name of Michael, who then entered abruptly.

The corn is green, it may be seen,
That Woolland doth cut down;
And soft as man the corn doth stand
If none can judge the sound;
It will not bear the threshold here,
Before it doth harder grow;
Just so are men as now they stand,
They cannot bear a blow.
Now Iíll explain what I do mean,
As thou art puzzled here;
The softness that is in their brain
Doth like the grain appear:
And if they come as now they stand,
Before they are cut down,
And harder here they must appear
To judge from whence the sound.
Should I begin to thresh these men,
With softness in their head,
It must them spoil, my threshers foil,
And never come to bread.
Doth this appear a mystery here?
Then I will speak more plain:
To think that thee writíst not from ME
Is softness in menís brains;
And if they stand as now they are
The rust will eat them through;
The canker here it will appear
And eat them as they go;
But Iíll begin to cut them down,
My reapers must go on:
If they grow hardened on the ground,
Then let my threshers come."

This communication is to be further explained. Here I ended, Friday, August 4, 1797.

Sunday, the 6th of August, 1797.
The disputes were great concerning the wheat; some said, that a great part of the corn in some grounds was good; others said, it was the worst they ever knew. This is the first dry day I have seen since the reaping began: my mind was like a fever, agitated with the different opinions of men; and I had a violent pain in my head, to which I was answered—

"Go thou to sleep and ease thy head:
If all be well youíve nought to dread."

At these words I laid down on the bed, to ease the violent pain of my head and heart; as, from hearing the different disputes of men, I knew if the harvest did not grow worse men would deny its being a bad one. Channon said, the harvest of 1796 was not so very good; this provoked me to anger, and in the night my spirits were in a violent fever; I arose with a severe pain in my head, and was agitated in the day to hear the different opinions of men; Mr. Woollandís servant John, said the corn was good in some ground as ever he had seen it; the Rev. Mr. Symmons was of the same opinion; Mr. Swailes, who had a large farm, said it was the worst corn he ever saw in his life; but he hoped none would murmur; Mr. Woolland said it was worse than when they feared a famine. These were the different opinions of men; and the appearance of fine weather alarmed my fears, as I thought none would own that the judgments of God were in the land; if the weather broke up, a more fatal harvest must ensue; and my heart would still be torn in pieces with menís unbelief; for I may say with the Psalmist—

"Their words like swords go through my soul,
While thus they all upbraid:
Deluded wretch, whereís now thy God,
Whereís now thy promised aid?"

At these ponderings of my own heart and feelings I was answered—

"Now thou hast ended Iíll begin:
Call thou to mind the former things;
I said thy heart theyíd break in twain,
And say thy writings were not mine;
If I should daily blessings send
Men would deny what thou hast penned,
And fast thy fever would come on;
The land or thee must deeply mourn,
For unbelief will break thy heart,
If England doth not feel the smart.
I said thy passions would awake,
I said thy fever would be great;
And great indeed it will appear,
Because thy faith Iíve strengthened here,
For thou canst not so blindly see
As those around thee blinded be;
Therefore thy sorrows Iíll relieve,
One way or other Iíll reprieve,
To make the harvest plain appear,
That I have surely spoken here;
Or else Iíll lay thee in the dust,
If men do say it is a jest,
And ítis by chance the things are so,
Another harvest they shall know,
That they shall sow but shall now reap.
*
Theyíll find that every type goes deep—
This day thou seest the sun doth shine,
The feverís in thy heart and mind,
While othersí hearts are gladdened here
To see the weather so appear.
Now if this weather should go on
I know that unbelief would come,
And thou must bear the every load,
In bye-paths will they say thouíst trod.
In bye-paths thou hast trod ítis true;

* If the Lord took Joanna from this world, they should sow, but not reap.

Iíll bring the mysteries to thy view:
In bye-paths I do lead men on,
Or could their faith be ever known,
That they relied upon a God?
The faith of Abraham here was knowed
When he obedient to my will
Judged ME a God that was faithful still,
When to appearance ítwas not so,
If Isaac must receive the blow,
And on the altar to be cast,
I ask what faith could come at last;
Or how his offspring could appear
To gain the land I said before?
How will the learned men dispute
That I should this fulfil?
Or what made Abraham to be mute
For to obey my will?
His son to slay, as I did say,
It is told thee before;
But here the learned men Iíll try,
To see if theyíll show clear
What faith in him there then did come,
When to the altar led
His only son, to them was known
The promise null and void.
Let learned men this thing explain
As clear as ítis to thee;
But for the present this Iíll end,
As thouíst the mystery.
To Joseph come: I led him on
In bye-paths every way;
His faith was great without deceit,
And him I sure did try.
Had all been plain—to Joseph come—
Then faith could never boast,
That faith must surely rescue man,
The fire must purge the dross.

Strong faith in ME no man can see,
It is a gift from God,
That none can give or take away;

Yet with it lies a load:
That load of sin with faith begins;
íTis Satanís arts to try.
And now to Job I say thouírt come,
For hereís the mystery:
Did he provoke to bring a stroke
Upon my servant there,
To say heíd curse ME to my face,
If I afflicted him sore?
To every man he this hath done,
That doth in ME believe;
Therefore, I say, Iíve tried them high
The serpent to deceive.
So Iíll end here, and say no more,
But to the purpose come:
Thee I must try, the reason why,
For Satan doth condemn,
Thouílt not go through, he well doth know,
If I should foil thee here.
The weather brightens to thy view;
But let the sun-shine clear,
Then thouílt complain, like other men;
And be an Atheist strong;
For Atheism would fill thy brain.
The days were all too long;
He knows thy passions how they move,
And hears thy prayers like ME;
He knows thou judgíst Iíll not deceive,
If I thy writings see;
Can it come so? doth Satan know?
Thou ponderest in thy heart,
I must appear the truth to clear,
Or else my honour hurt,
To let things come as they have done;
If nought from ME is concealed,
I sure would stop thy written hand,
Thy mind thou hast revealed.
So Satan here doth now appear,
Thy other passions know;
If not from ME is said by thee,
My Bible must be so;
So leave her here, he doth appear—
"Sheíll be an Atheist soon;
Leave me alone to work on her,
Iíll cloud her sun ere noon;
Iíll lead her back the fruit to pluck,
That thou hast so forbid."
Therefore in Hicks he so did work;
That way his net he spread.
Now tell ME plain what is thy mind,
Wilt thou their labour do?
To Atheism art thou confined,
And know not how to go?
Thy word Iíll take; for at the stake
Thy Trial soon will come;
Wilt thou obey what I do say,
And firm deny the man?"

THE ANSWER OF JOANNA.

ĎYes, I will deny him; for if I err it shall be on the safest side. I never will do the work I believe the Lord hath forbid me. This is my fixed resolution.í—The work that I was ordered not to do, was to lengthen cushions that I had cut too short for Mr. Hicks. I was ordered that they never should be lengthened by me; I said, I never would lengthen them, if the Lord forbade it; but as my jealousies were about the harvest, this communication was given me, that Satan would take the advantage of my jealousy; therefore this inquiry was made me, to which I made the answer, my jealousy should not make me run the hazard of disobedience.

August 6th. From the harvest coming as foretold, it took off the load from Joanna—The Lord is just.

August 13th. Mr. Hicks insisted upon my coming to do the work, which I refused, and he was very warm about it; but I stood out resolute, that I would not come to do it. But at last he gave it up to me; so I had the cushions home for Mrs. Woolland and Mrs. Minifie to lengthen them; but would not do it myself.

Sunday morning, February 10, 1805.
The Explanation of the Field of Corn; and the Answer to the judgment drawn from it, by JOANNA, TOWNLEY, and UNDERWOOD.

"Now I shall tell you the reason why I ordered you to draw your judgments, was to show the folly of mankind in judging of things they know nothing about. I do not blame Townley; yet I shall lay her folly before her, which I mean to bring to the world at large. She has no knowledge of the manner of corn, therefore knew not how to draw her judgment aright; but thou hast known all things concerning wheat; and from the types and shadows that have been placed to thee, thou didst ponder in thy heart, the wheat that was cut down being filled with the rust and canker could not allude to believers; for if so the rust and canker must be in them; and their wisdom must be soft and come to nothing but husk in the end, which thou knowest this corn is compared to, when showed with good samples of wheat; and such corn, as thou knowest thyself, thy father used to keep back for tail corn to give to the chickens and the fowls in his yard; but in the time of scarcity they are compelled to make bread of what in the time of plenty they think is not fit to eat. So from this knowledge thou drawest thy judgment, and thy judgment thou drawest right. And now I tell thee, it is the same by believers; by the true knowledge of all thy writings, knowing how every thing is spoken, how every thing hath been fulfilled, and in what manner all the past have come, filleth them with faith in believing, that like reapers employed by the master, they can go on employed by ME to cut down this green corn in man, that is as full of the rust and canker, with the temptations of the devil within, and the pride and conceit of their own wisdom, as the corn was with my blast being sent upon it. And now my command is to send forth my reapers, that meaneth my believers, to cut them down by the weapons of my word. And now I shall come to the purpose with the corn: know the corn was green and soft when it was cut down; and had it been housed and threshed in that state, it never would have come to any corn at all, but have been bruised in pieces, if they attempted to thresh it at first; but if lying a long time together, being housed in this state, thou knowest it would heat and catch fire; and if it had stood in the ground till it was hardened fit to house, the rust and canker would eat it out. Now this is the perfect state of man: the ending draweth near, and the rust has taken menís hearts; for Satan, like a cankerworm, worketh in them, that all things must remain as they are; and if they are not cut down in this wisdom they will perish and never be fit for any bread for man: that meaneth, they will never be fit to bring forward my Bible, as the true bread for man; therefore they must be cut down in their own wisdom. And now I shall explain to thee of being hardened upon the ground, before it will bear the threshold: thou knowest how much thou hast tried to cut down men in their own wisdom; and how you have all tried by words to cut them down the same; yet like the wheat, you may bruise them in pieces, but you cannot make them appear like corn, that is struck with mildew and rust; for when corn is bruised in pieces it is dissolved and hath no appearance at all; so you cannot show to the world what the crop was; but let it lie to be hardened, then you may get it out of the husk, and show the difference between the corn where the rust and canker lay, and the good corn that was not affected at all. And now I shall come to the purpose with man, and place thy mockers and unbelievers in the list with those that have written against thee; for by their books the rust and canker is seen; and my word is gone forth, like Woollandís to his reapers—cut it down, by drawing your pens against them. But now suppose, as soon as your books are gone out in the world to cut down and confound their wisdom you shall go and meet these men that are full of the rust and canker, with heads as soft as the corn, and begin to thresh with words and dispute with them face to face; I tell thee they would be like the corn that would be bruised in pieces, but never appear to the world as corn convinced that the mildew and blast had taken them. And now I shall answer thee further: The shadow of 1797 was to show what should happen hereafter; for what corn as men hadst thou at that time to cut down, or to bruise? or what reapers hadst thou then got to cut them down? The letters that were in the hands of the ministers, had they then believed they could not be compared to the corn with the mildew and rust in; then if they had appeared as believers and affirmed the truth from thy letters, I ask thee, who would have risen up against them? In thy heart thou answerest, no one; then now discern, all the prophecy could not be fulfilled at that time, neither was it meant at that time; but let it be known unto all men, that the hearts of all are known unto ME, and before they spring forth I tell you of them; so before these men appeared I brought the comparison of Woollandís wheat to the nation at large, to show in what manner I should cut them down with my words; and the servants are the believers. Now thou mayest see from Garrett, though he is cut down by his lies and by the letter that was sent, but what threshold will he now bear? The answer showeth you, none; he would go on to foil the whole, was not my hand behind, to let him lie upon the ground, and harden first in his unbelief, till he find himself dead and shrivelled, that his wisdom can appear no more with the wisdom of my words, than wheat that is struck with the mildew and blast can appear with a sample of good corn: for as different as the good wheat, that is in the full ear of perfection, and the wheat that is cut down by the mildew and blast, appear in a sample together, so different will the believers, who are full of faith, that I shall fulfil the Promises of my Bible, and the word I promised at first, appear from the unbelievers, as the good wheat will appear from the bad.

"So now discern how I do warn:
From ninety-seven see
The type I showed thee of the corn,
How it cut down must be.
But ítwas not then, let all see plain,
For reapers I had none
For to appear and cut them there;
I ask thee, who was come?
To thresh them then could I begin?
I now do answer, No;
And from the thing I shall explain,
Call this unto thy view;
For none discerned how there I warned—
The paper go between.
Now Iíll explain what this doth mean,
The shadow of the first;
But from the paper now discern
How here the end must burst.
That simple thing should I eíer named
If it had ended there,
To have the paper go between,
To have the words appear
Where thou didst read? be not misled,
Iíd other things in view,
To have the paper go between,
And now Iíll prove it true.
The words of men on paper came
To show what rust is here,
What canker in them doth abound
The way they now appear.
So now must come thy paper strong,
I say, to go between,
And let my reapers follow on,
Iíll prove the corn is green,
With every rust filled up their breasts,
Their cankered hearts are strong—
But hereís no time for man to jest,
For down the corn must come;
And so ítwill lie, I now do say,
To harden on the ground;
And they will find there is a day
Wherein they must be bound;
To show the wheat is but deceit
My judgments will come on,
And then such corn will soon be known
íTis all to shrivels come;
My threshers here may then appear,
And make the wheat to fly
Out of the husk that doth appear
Where canker in it lies.
For now shall come my harvest strong,
A harvest great for all;
And let my reapers to go on,
The rust in men must fall:
To let them go, I well do know,
Your land would ruined be;
Youíd find it stubble and the straw,
But then no wheat youíd see.
As men do stand now in your land
The canker-worm is near;
For Satan guides them heart and hand,
Then now let all see clear,
I must cut down in every sound,
As I did say before;
For now my reapers may be found—
The mysteries I shall clear:
I spoke at first what now doth burst;
But then it could not be;
Though men were gathering by the rust,
As it is known to thee;
But then Iíd none to cut them down,
No reapers to appear;
What threshers then would there begin
To make the mystery clear?
No: ítwas not then that I did mean,
As I have said before:
But now the prophecy see plain,
The way I have ordered here.
I have ordered all that hears this call
Like reapers to go on
Till down the rust, I say shall fall,
And be cut down by man.
What I do mean Iíll now explain:
Like Woolland Iíll appear
To give my word as I have said,
Order my reapers here
To go between—the paperís seen:
And go from man to man,
Till they shall know, like wheat thatís green,
My words shall cut them down.
So now from Woolland you discern—
He did not cut his corn,
But ordered then that by his men
They should this thing perform;
So by his men the thing was done,
The same, I say, by mine;
For as the orders from him came,
Iíll answer to mankind,
That like the grain mankind are seen,
Full of the rust to be;
My order is to cut them down;
Their wisdom, let them see,
Can never grow, Iíve told thee so,
I say, to perfect wheat;
If on this way they mean to go
The rust will eat them out.
But Iíll cut down in every sound,
I tell thee, now by man;
As Woollandís reapers they were found,
I bid you all go on;
Then men will see the mystery,
When all things do appear;
They are cut down unto the ground,
Their wisdom cannot clear
For to go on as they began—
"We see their wisdom lie;
íTis all cut down upon the ground,
Then here the wheat may fly
When hardened here it doth appear,
Surrounded now by all.
We see, ourselves we cannot clear,
Our wisdom it must fall;
And compassed round by every sound,
Will none support our hand?
Our friends to say we are cut down,
And have no power to stand;
Because the rust was in our breast,
And so doth now appear:
We see what folly we possessed,
And how we all did err."
So hardened men they may begin,
I tell thee, for to fly,
One way or other to contend,
Then bring my threshers nigh;
That is my word, thatís on record,
Let them point out to man,
The visitation of the Lord
That unto thee is come.
So all together let them weigh,
And this they must discern,
What I from Woollandís wheat did say,
And how ítis all come round;
Then they must see a mystery,
That judge it came from hell;
Such wisdom in him can there be
Against himself to swell?
What wisdom here can any clear
To place the lines to he?
If from thy head they sayít proceeds,
I ask howít should agree?
Can man bring round in any sound
Such shadows at the first,
And then let rolling years roll on,
To make the substance burst?
The likeness here you may see clear,
The way Iím cutting down,
And as the paper stood between,
The words of men are found.
So Iíll end here and say no more;
But this I bid thee mark,
The thing I ordered here before,
Thy knowledge here was dark,
Never to see ítwas spoke by ME,
This way I should go on,
Before by all Iíd ordered thee,
The reapers so must come.
Another day I shall appear
To answer thee again;
The words of men you so do hear,
And thus they do contend,
As I before did tell thee here,
So let the words be penned,
And all together you compare,
Then all may stand like men."

Here ends the Explanation, given Sunday, February 10, 1805.

I am ordered to pen the following communication given May 4, 1797, in answer to the feelings of my heart; as my friends said I was spending my time for nought, and their words had cut me to the heart. I thought to myself I might say with Job, miserable comforters are ye all! where are sorrows like unto my sorrows! my heart is bowed down for very heaviness! and I may say with Job, Oh, that I could bow myself before the Most High! Is knowledge concealed from the Almighty? are my ways hid from him?

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Now stop thy hand, and say no more,
Knowledge must be concealed;
And let thy friends like Jobís appear,
Show thou what Iíve revealed,
And ask them then to stand like men
To prove my knowledge clear,
For to permit a Womanís hand
To pen what thou hast here.
It will agree, they all will see,
Though all is not fulfilled;
But deep theyíll see is the mystery;
It is beyond their skill;
The head of thine must theirs outshine,
If it came from thy head,
And things must be concealed from ME
To let thee thus proceed.
For blasphemy must surely be,
If I did not command,
To say that ye all bastards be;
And let them judge thy hand,
If thou art here an impostor,
And made ME but a man;
For this thouíst penned, and see the end
How every thing will come;
For grief to thee is come thouíst see,
So did to Job at first,
Before it came unto his friends,
And so the end will burst."

Here ended May 4, 1797.

May 5, 1797.
My heart was troubled the same. I said, to complain is useless. Oh, that I could conceal my sorrows to myself! will the Lord undertake my cause for me? all blame me; none pity me; but say, I ought not to meditate whether there is knowledge in the Lord; or whether there is a possibility of knowledge in ourselves. This was a thing that distressed my mind and soul, as some seemed to speak as though our own spirits communed with the body. The reason for this complaining was, I had the world tormenting me on the one hand, of the dangers I was running into, by continuing my prophecies; on the other hand, the fatal judgments threatened me by the Spirit, if I did not continue. This brought my mind into a perplexed state that no man can be a judge of. To the arguments of my friends I was answered in the following manner:

"Is this the folly of thy friends?
Then now Iíll answer here:
Let them not marvel in the end
That I have spoken here.
A heart Iíve said thatís cold and dead
Is never worth my thought;
But now like Peter be thou led,
The Key to thee is brought;
For as thy pondering heart goes deep
Iíll surely let thee know;
My guardian angels do not sleep,
Thereís nothing you can do
That is concealed and not revealed,
My eye is every where;
All thou hast spoke, and what thouíst wrote
Before ME do appear;
And as my Bible all was penned,
Thy Writings are the same;
The types, the visions, and thy dreams,
They from one Spirit came.
And this thou sayest thou dost believe,
Then sure thou mayest complain,
That if the Bible do deceive
Thouílt be so in the end.
So now thouírt brought unto the stake,
I ask what they will do?
Will they now say, "may bow or break,"
As from it they would go?
I say your land no more can stand,
If thou shouldíst disobey,
Than Adam did in Paradise,
When Eve did him betray.
Now will the Gentiles, like the Jews,
With lukewarm spirits cry?
"We care not if thou dost refuse,
In ruin we will lie;
If that our land it cannot stand,
If thou shouldíst disobey,
Weíll neíer believe another Eve
Can bring it back this way.
Since guilt is come to every man,
Then every man must fall;
But still we trust there is a Christ
That died to rescue all."
I died for man, it must be known,
But doth it yet appear
That true salvation can be shown?
Bring Jews and Gentiles near,
And will they say?—"Salvationís free;
For this we all believe,
It was for us he bore the curse
We do not want an Eve
For to appear her guilt to clear;
Our guilt is done away;
And Satan still may use his skill,
He can no more betray.
The woman first brought on the curse
By Satanís artful hand;
Shall we believe it in the last
That Christ in her will stand
To bring her near, the guilt to clear,
To stand as she did fall?
If true obedience be in her
Heíll turn the guilt from all?
Is this the wisdom of a God,
This way to change the tide?
To man such things were never knowíd—
The Bridegroom, not the Bride;
In all our Bibles, we allow,
The Bridegroom is foretold,
But we ask where the Bride is here?
Shall we this doctrine hold?"
Iíll tell you where it doth appear;
Let learned men dispute,
And when their arguments appear
Iíll surely make them mute.
From Adamís Fall, be it known to all,
The promise is foretold;
It was to Eve let them believe,
The mysteries Iíll unfold
When they their reasons have assigned,
That this can never be;
My WISDOM always stands behind,
And that you all shall see.
For blessed is the BARREN WOMB
That never yet gave suck,
Because the time is hastening on
Theyíll find in her thereís milk;
For milk ítwill be, they all shall see,
Although the breasts seem dry;
For as I made the water wine
Iíll bring it so this way."

The explanation to the above, given Monday, Feb. 11, 1805.


"Now, Joanna, I shall answer thee. In the communication that is now copied off the perfect language of mankind was foretold: before any of the words had been spoken by them I told thee what would be the language of their hearts; and though they have not spoken it in the same words, yet they have spoken it in the sense of the words; and thus I knew Satan would fill up their hearts against thee, as he filled up the Jews against ME; for the Jews never believed in my coming as a Bridegroom; or that I must come as the Captain of your Salvation, that ventureth his life in the field of battle to save his country. This was never believed by the Jews; then how can they say that all men are redeemed by my death, when it is written that no man has any part in my death but those that believe? Then what part have the Jews in my Death, or Resurrection, while they stand out in unbelief? Then how can they say that redemption is come to all men, when all men do not believe? Now let them come close to my Bible: as in Adam all died, even so in Christ shall all be made alive: then let them look deep to the Jews, of whom it is written, you only have I known of all the families on the earth; and to whom all the promises were made; and yet you see them through unbelief an outcast nation; for of every nation, tongue, and people, they have a nation to themselves; but the Jews, and the Jews alone, are the only people that stand a proverb for their unbelief. Then how can men so vainly boast of their own knowledge, when they see what the knowledge of man hath brought them to? The Jews trusted to their own wisdom, and their own understanding of the Scriptures; and by their own understanding they brought on their own destruction; then how can the Gentiles look upon the Jews and see what their understanding hath brought them to, and now split upon the same rock, to place the Scriptures to their own wisdom and understanding as the Jews did to theirs? Then I tell thee they must both fall together. And now I shall come to the purpose with thee. Dost thou wish thou hadst ever listened to thy friends, that did persuade thee to give up thy writings? Answer for thyself."

No: I would not for ten thousand worlds; as I am clearly convinced, if I had listened to my friends, I should have been wretched in time and to all eternity; but now I see the promises of God fulfilled to me; as the perfect life I now live was foretold me in 1795: and the manner of my friends I am now surrounded with. Instead of possessing this happiness that I now enjoy, and the happy conscience I now feel in looking forward to the end, had I listened to my friends, I should now have been wretched and miserable above all women that ever were born; but I cannot ascribe this persevering faith to my own power, or my own wisdom; No: I bless the God of my salvation, that kept me by his Power, directed me by his Wisdom, counselled me by his Spirit, and made his angels as guards around me, to keep me from the power of men and devils. So to the Lord I ascribe all the honour, all the power, and bless him, from my inmost soul, for his mercies and goodness towards me.

"Now, Joanna I shall answer thee. The perfect life thou now livest is known to thy friends, as well as thee; it was foretold thee in 1795; and let it be observed by all men in what manner I have ordered thy writings to be sealed up and marked, to put it out of the power of all men to say thou couldest write it after it was fulfilled; and let it be observed how I forbade thee to write any thing but thy name, before these writings were given into thy hands; and let it be further observed, that my handmaids are daily with thee to put it out of thy power to deceive if thou wast an impostor, as the world hath made thee. And now let reason take possession of menís hearts further: can they suppose Townley would impose upon herself to do as she is doing, to act as she is acting, if she saw deceit in thee? Reason must tell all men, No: then let them weigh the whole together, and see if this wisdom, this knowledge, and this power, can be placed to the devil, by a man of wisdom; I tell thee, No: many that have judged of thy writings have judged of things they know nothing about; as Townley and Sharp did of the corn, because they were no judges concerning the corn; therefore I ordered them to pass their judgment, to show how wrong men draw their judgment in things they know nothing about; for just as wrong do men draw their judgment on thy writings, as they did from the corn. But thou sayest in thy heart, men draw their judgment from the Bible; and so did the Jews; but did the Jews draw their judgment right? thou must answer, No, if the Gospel be true; then I answer, perfectly as wrong as the Jews drew their judgment from the Law and the Prophets, full as wrong do men now draw their judgment from the Gospel and my Disciples; and full as wrong as Townley and Sharp drew their judgment of the corn, full as wrong do men draw their judgment of thy writings. But as thou, with others, drew your judgments right of the corn, so have many drawn their judgments right of thy writings; yet neither of you looked into the depth of the corn, nor what the communication meant through; and just the same men are by thy writings; for they have not looked into the depth, the manner they are spoken, and the way I am fulfilling them. Now I shall answer thee of thyself: thou saidst thou wouldest not listen to thy friends for ten thousand worlds, to have drawn back; and I now tell thee ten million worlds would have been but misery to thee, if thou hadst drawn back; for thy life would have been miserable, and thy end without honour; and how couldest thou have appeared before ME, when I had called thy life to thy remembrance, how I had protected thee, and how I had directed thee, from the time of thy motherís death, before my visitation came so strongly to direct thee as to the nation as well as thyself, and every truth would have been called to thy remembrance? then how couldest thou appear? In thy heart thou answerest, no way; but a miserable lost woman. This I know must have been thy case; but this, I tell thee, it could not be possible for thee to fall so, because I called thee by my power, and in thy weakness was thy strength: and now I tell you, in all your weakness I am your strength—for thou couldest never have stood in the dangers and difficulties, I had led thee through, and the trials and temptations of men and devils, if I had not kept thee in on every side. And now the same I say to all thy believers, though they have more to strengthen them than thou hadst in the beginning, because they have seen fulfilled what thou wast waiting to see; yet there are so many things to come to fulfil thy prophecies in this land, and they have drawn their judgments like thee, taking the shadows to be the substance, expecting every thing must be fulfilled as soon as it is spoken, by the judgment they have formed. Thus they are foiling themselves on the one hand, and the mockery of the world is on the other, that I now tell thee, without my protection to keep them, they could not stand any more than thee; and thou confessest thou couldest not stand alone, before thou hadst seen the truth come on, if I had not been thy keeper; and so I say I am the keeper of all that stand by faith; and that faith must come by hearing. And now I tell thee why so many fall off: because their faith is taught by the precepts of men; they ask the wisdom of men, and to their wisdom they trust; then what have I to do with them? He that trusteth in man, let him see if man will deliver him; but he that trusteth in ME shall be as Mount Zion that cannot be moved. Now, I tell thee, no man can trust in ME that will trust to his own wisdom in a cause like this, thinking he knows the Scriptures better than I have explained them to thee: this is manís trusting in man, and making flesh his stay; but he that trusteth in the Lord will be afraid of his own wisdom in judging the Bible, fearing he may draw his judgment wrong, as the Jews did: therefore in a cause like this he will read for himself, he will judge for himself, he will have salt in himself, and weigh the whole together; then he will know it is impossible such wisdom and such working, such knowledge and such truth, could come from any but the God of Truth. Now what spirit could tell thee in 1795 the very thing that thou didst do in 1803? and who could tell thee in 1795 the perfect manner thou now livest? For it is not telling of a thing proves it is of God, but the fulfilment thereof; and the perfect fulfilment is now come to thee of the things thou hast done, and the life thou dost now live; for thy will as well as thy word fulfils the one, and the life thou now livest fulfils the other; and this will continue to thy journeyís end. Now mark the shadow of what I said in Woollandís house, in May 1797, when I had ordered thee not to go out to work, neither be as a servant to Woolland, which brought the distress upon thy mind, thinking what thou wast to do, as I said thou shouldest call no man master; for I alone would be thy master; and yet thou knowest at the same time, I permitted thee to take work home; and when Woolland offered thee presents, to take them, but refused receiving as wages: and know I said I would clear thy mysteries in the end."*
The following are the lines which were written in 1797:

"A servant thou art none,
For wages he shall never pay,
Nor none shalt thou receive;
Thy time Iíll call another way,
Too long I know thou hast grieved.
No master here thy debts shall clear,
For I will thee employ;
And whereís the man shall pay the bond,
That will not ME enjoy?
Whoeíer demands me from my hand,
I bid thee them refuse;
My handmaid thou shalt ever stand;
Though others I do choose
Thy fellow-labourers in the Lord,
They are my handmaids all;
And they shall find with one accord
My Spirit there shall fall."

* The reader will understand this part better by referring back to page 71.

"Now I shall answer thee of this communication, which is perfectly true like the others; but how could I place the types and shadows to the substance, as I have placed all thy writings? Therefore I placed the type in Woollandís house as Woolland and Minifie were the first friends thou knewest, and thy old acquaintance from children, before thou hadst any knowledge of Taylor, or any other believers; therefore in her house I placed the type, but was the substance fulfilled there? Thou must answer, No: but though thou didst never call Woolland master, neither did he look upon himself as thy master; yet thou labouredst in his house, and wast fed at his table, after I had forbidden thee to work for any that were unbelievers; but know I set that as a type; to try the clergy was all I made known to thee at that time; for had I told thee what would follow that type, it would but have filled thee with unbelief. Now, though Woolland made thee presents, because I had refused its being paid as wages; yet I tell thee, I ordered all that type for such a time as this; for you cannot say that Woolland, or Minifie, were ever my handmaids, as fellow-labourers with thee in the Lord; but know what followeth; they refused to send a letter for thy sake; then what fellow-labourers were they with thee? and yet they were shadows, by Woollandís giving thee presents, when I ordered thee to take no wages. But dost thou think I should have placed this simple shadow, so perfectly like the substance now, if this had not been in my view? Now mark the words deep: I said, I called thee another way; for no master there should pay thy debt, and no man should pay thy bonds, that would not enjoy ME. Now I ask thee, who is thy master? Thou sayest, thou hast no master but God. Now I ask thee, who are thy bondsmen? Thou answerest, none but believers. And now I ask thee, who demands thee from my hand? Thou answerest, the unbelievers wish to demand thee to give up thy hand; but thy strength of faith now is too great for any man to accomplish this. Now I ask thee, who are thy fellow-labourers in the Lord, that are as handmaids with thee? Thou answerest, Townley and Underwood are fellow-labourers with thee, and ending the work that thou hast begun. Now mark the words that were said—Others I do choose, and there my Spirit shall fall; but I did not say, they were chosen then. If so the words would have been, others I have chosen, and here my Spirit is fallen, if it was a thing accomplished; but I said, others I do choose, and there my Spirit shall fall. Now mark the next word that follows—Woolland here; but it is not said there; then this must show you all, the substance was not meant in Woollandís house; but the type and shadow placed to show thee plain what was to come. And now thou seest the truth perfectly fulfilled: I have called thee from them another way as I said; and thy bondsmen are the believers; and those that wish to take thee from my hand are the opposers; and my handmaids are joined with thee; and the shadow of Woolland is the substance in Townley. And now mark Townleyís words: at that time she was judged dying; then who but a God prolonged her life, and preserved her for such a time as this? and who but a God could set such a type to thee at that time, and now have it perfectly fulfilled? Now from the manner of thy life let believers see in what manner things were foretold to thee, and in what manner they were brought round to be fulfilled; then they may see in what manner their happy deliverance will come. A few believers did not work any change for thee, till there came in strong and powerful believers; then came the change to thee; and I now tell thee, perfectly so it will be to all; when judgments have cut down the mockers on the one hand, and faith in abundance increase on the other, they will see as great a change for their peace and happiness in every situation, as thou seest now the communication is copying off, from what thou sawest and felt when thou didst write it."

The following communication, given May, 1797, in answer to menís saying I was a good mistaken woman; and the explanation of the six philosophers, that went out for a dayís pleasure, and walking through a wood came to a tomb-stone, that was written on, in Hebrew, Greek, and Latin, "He that findeth the end of my shadow will find great riches." They digged round the tomb-stone and found nothing; so they went away and left it, thinking they were mocked; but after they were gone some way, one of the philosophers, more wise than the rest, made an excuse to go home, but thought to himself he would go back and see the end of the shadow, at the turn of the day; and when it came to the turn of the day, he began to dig at the end of the shadow, and found immense riches that the old philosopher had hid there.—It begins in answer to menís words—

"Now who can make thy head so weak,
While I within thee always speak?
And bring the Bible to thy view:
Will men believe their lies are true?
Good and mistaken cannot be,
In things so deep as penned by thee.
But here the prudent men are come
To judge of what theyíve never seen,
And like the wise men are deceived.
How ignorant now do men believe!
Then where shall knowledge be applied?
íTis in the meek I must confide;
And those are weaned from the breast
Do for the perfect knowledge thirst,
Who little in themselves appear:
When Saul was so I chose him there
To be a king over the land;
And now the meek shall ever stand;
But those that to their wisdom trust
Shall all be foiled in the last;
But he thatís wise will sure dig deep;
His wisdom guards him, though asleep;
For if the perfect truth heíll know
He must dig deep to find it true;
He knows not what is buried there;
This was the wise philosopher,
While the self-wise did lose the whole,
And in the end become a fool;
And in the end youíll find it so:
The wise philosopher did go
To wait the turning of the day,
And mark the shadow came that way
Where hidden treasures they were hid;
The wise philosopher did dig
And found the substance all was there;
He got the whole by prudent care,
So from this type let men be wise;
No more than him do I disguise;
My hidden treasures are concealed.
And to the wise ítwill be revealed;
Because the pearl now Iíll clear,
And in their hands it must appear;
Because ítis given unto thee,
The wise philosophers theyíll see
More wise than the sons of men."
*

Taken out of the Sealed Writings, written in 1795.

* This communication is given only in part.

I dreamt I was in a cornfield; some of the corn was crinkled down to the ground, and some stood fair, but the greatest part was crinkled down: I said we should stand as fair as the corn, when others were bowed down. I thought Mrs. Woolland wanted me to get something upon the trees, but I said they must help me up; I thought they did part of the way, and I got into one of the branches, and could not get out. Mrs. Woolland the same night dreamt of the like entanglement in the corn, and of snow being upon the hay.

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Now Iíll begin to answer here:
Upon the ground the hay did then appear;
Apples and blossoms both together were,
The green leaves showing and the fruit appear.
This is a mystery thou dost not understand:
Such is the mixture will be in your land;
For as the weather did to thee appear,
Just so the hearts of men they certain are.
But now unto the purpose thou art come,
The grass cut down, it must to all be known:
Manís life as grass it surely is compared—
It was cut down, but yet no sun to cheer,
Because the snow did surely cover all:
Deep is the mystery I to thee do tell;
Think on the words that she to thee did say—
Thou knowest the snow did cover all the hay.
Now should my weather like their hearts appear,
The husbandman would soon lose all his share.
This is the reason I to thee did say
Defer thy writings till another day;
For Iíll go on the whole for to explain:
I know the hearts and simple thoughts of men,
And that my Bible they cannot explain;
A hidden mystery it is sure from man;
But to the purpose I shall surely come.
Nature convulsed when first Jehovah spoke,
The bush on fire and Sinai hidden in smoke;
For so, I say, the bush did then appear
To be on fire when God did then come near,
And Mosesí shoes were ordered to be put off
When he before the Lord did then approach.
This is a mystery thou dost not understand,
To leave his shoes it was the Lordís command,
Because thou knowest it was to put them off—
If thou hast wisdom I have said enough;
For on the shoes you know you all do stand,
To guard your feet throughout this thorny land;
But when the ground it wholly did appear,
To put them off—the mystery now is clear;
And so the mystery Iíll make clear to thee:
The shoes of man, thou knowest, do guard him on—
And so their wisdom and their faith the same;
But now Iíll tell from whence their errors came:
Aspire to knowledge man did first begin;
It was forbid to all the sons of men;
But the forbidden fruit man sure did eat—
I tell thee, here the mystery lieth deep;
For what they aimed at they could neíer obtain,
Nor by their wisdom eíer find out my mind.
Ah! could men think I should stoop so low,
My perfect wisdom unto man to show,
When that upon ME he did cast the blame?
Then now be wise, O all ye sons of men,
And little in your eyes I say become,
And humbly own yourselves to be but men.
For now to reason I will here begin:
There is no knowledge in the sons of men;
Then own your folly, and Iíll set you free:
The time of ignorance is winked at by ME;
But by menís wisdom they are surely lost,
And of their wisdom nothing have to boast;
Therefore their cause Iíll surely undertake,
And in my anger break the Serpentís neck.
He said as gods that men should surely come,
And good from evil they should soon discern;
But by their folly now I plainly see
In simple ignorance men appear to be;
And now their wisdom I no more will blame,
If men will own it, and will humbly come,
That of their wisdom they can never boast,
But in the Lord alone is all their trust.
But now, I say, Iíll answer first the Jew:
*
He said as one they should be, he did know;
But in what manner he no more doth know
Than Adam did when I the truth did show,
That in the woman Iíd bruise Satanís head.
He says the time is certain past and fled;
And by professors they can never see
That Christ in them can ever formed be;
And that confession is throughout your land;
But for my Gospel none do understand,
That peace on earth I did not come to send,
But ítwas a sword to all the sons of men;
And now ítis kindled, all may plainly see.
But now comes on the other mystery:
For a baptism I have to go through;
Yet I am straitened by the stubborn Jews,
As in thy dream it did to thee appear:
The branches did suppress thy going there;

* Ezekiel the Jew said, that the Gentiles and the Jews would soon be of one mind; the Jews had been looking for the coming of Christ 200 years; but now the time was past, they had given it up; as to the Bible, they did not understand it.

And Woolland she did surely find the same,
As in her dreams the mysteries then did come.
But now if England own thy writings true,
And in one spirit do together go,
Then all the corn I say it will stand fair;
It cannot fall if you will now take care;
But the self-confident shall tumble down—
Thou knowest the stalks were crinkled to the ground.
Then now to reason I will soon begin,
From * * * * * words I will it more explain:
He said my Bible was a simple thing,
And by their wisdom cannot it explain;
So now I say that man shall give it up,
And to explain it I shall surely stoop.
I said the meek inherit should the earth,
Because as children now the Scripture saith,
I said as little children you must come,
If in my Kingdom Iíd receive you home;
And now like children you may be,
And then the bondmen, I shall set them free.
Now as a judge to reason Iíll begin:
He hears the cause, and to the jury comes
And lays it open then before their view—
They all are sworn to give their judgment true;
But if they in one judgment donít agree,
He locks them up, and will not set them free
Until they are come to be of one mind,
Then to the jury doth the cause resign.
I said the Saints should surely judge the earth,
Now Iíll confirm it, as the Scripture saith
All men as prisoners they are now fast bound;
Condemned by Satan are the nations round,
But as a judge I wish to set them free,
And seal the jury that was sealed by thee,
And by the twelve men they must give it up.
So low to man my wisdom now shall stoop,
Then all my Bible I will soon explain,
What is a mystery to the sons of men;
For ítis their folly that must set them free—
Thou knowest a fool is neíer condemned to die;
So now menís wisdom let them put it off,
Trust in the Lord to be their rod and staff,
And then manís cause Iíll surely undertake,
And a fresh covenant with man Iíll make—
My yoke is easy and my burdenís light,
So it will prove when allís brought to your sight.—
Now with the Jews to reason Iíll begin;
I ask them how my Bible theyíll explain?
Or how my coming will it yet appear?
The time draws nigh of the six thousand years,
I said Iíd lead them as they did not know,
And wash their sins whiter than any snow.
So now together I do bid them come—
Bring forth your arguments, ye sons of men;
You say my Bible you donít understand,
Then by my jury I will set all free,
That simply come and put their trust in ME.—
But back to Jehu now I bid you go—
"What peace" said Jehu, "can there now appear
While Jezebel thy motherís witchcraftís are?"
So many as he saw them in the land.
This is a mystery none do understand;
But from the past it must be known to thee,
The powers of darkness do with some agree:
They were the words thy Master he did say,
Ye are the servants whom ye do obey;
And as my Spirit doth commune with thee,
Just so the devil doth commune with they;
And as he bids them certainly they do;
I say, his spirit doth before them go,
And in all shapes he makes them to appear,
To put him by it is by faith in prayer.
But that Iíll answer thee another day—
Iíll cast out none that do enquire the way."

The following was given to me in 1797, in answer to a letter I sent to Mr. Pomeroy, to which Charles Taylor forgot to put the date, which was explained from the letter and the coachman driving me home furiously;

"Now, Joanna, thee Iíll answer:
Like the driver all will be;
As they here so long have lingered,
Furious will their driving be:
As the coachman he did shake thee
As he furiously did drive,
So, I say, they will awake thee,
And thy jarring passion raise.
Long impatient thou didst wait,
But when the coach did come,
Thou knowíst his driving it was great,
And quickly brought thee home.
Not like the other did he stay
He knew his time was come,
And though he jarred thee in the way,
He safely brought thee home.
And now, I say, it so will be,
Though Pomeroy tarries long,
But when he knows the time is up
Heíll do as he hath done;
For like the driver he will be,
And prove so in the end.
íTis all a simple tale thatís here,
But deep what thou hast penned."

The following communication was given, March 11, 1796. As I was in prayer I was ordered to put three pens in the Bible; and found the first in Acts 25; the second in Isaiah 54; the third in Psalm 105—"Make known his deeds among the people."

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Now these chapters first Iíll answer,
With thy letters next begin:
Thy accusers come together—
Tell me why thou art not mine?
íTis by thy works they must condemn thee,
If thouírt not worthy of the Bride;
If they cannot prove thee guilty,
Here the field is open wide.
They say thouírt poor: I want no store,
For all the earth is mine;
I came a beggar heretofore,
And shall I now resign,
To choose one higher in my room?
The servant cannot be
No greater than his Lord before,
And therefore I chose thee.
Now like the Psalm I shall begin:

My name must fly abroad,
And let the heathen nations hear
The sentence of the Lord;
If England now will ME obey,
This land Iíll surely bless,
And they shall gain the victory,
For every land Iíll crush.

Now with thy letter next begin,
That thou must send to Moore;
For in thy writings thou hast named
What he did speak before:
Account for preaching he must give,
And they for hearing too;
The souls of many he shall save
If he my Will, will do.
My words before him they must come,
And let him judge them deep:
For now my time is full at hand;
If England now doth sleep,
Out of their dreams they must awake,
If they preserved will be;
My Rod and Sceptre both Iíll shake,
If men do not agree:
Great are my promises if they do,
But threatenings are severe;
And they shall find my words are true
Before Iíve ended here.
So with thy letter now begin,
For all men I will try;
And if they to the purpose come
Theyíll surely find ME nigh;
Shocked with surprise theyíll surely be,
As you did then begin—
Another day I shall explain
The meaning of the thing,
And why you were so much mistook
*
Mistaken all will be,
That say another in my room
Hath eíer directed thee;
Because the likeness wonít agree—
Let both together come,
Another day Iíll answer thee,
Write out how it was done."
**

The following communication was given in February, 1796.—I was ordered to put my pen into the Bible, and found it in Psalm 89.

"ĎTo sing the praises of the Lord
My tongue shall never spareí—
In verse thou openest on record,
And I will answer here:
Judge for thyself if thou caníst write
While I do silence keep;
It is thy faith I must keep up,
As men are fast asleep;
And to the test thy faith must come,
For I shall press thee here;
Thouíst promised now for to obey;
It was thy every prayer.
Then to thy prayers I now do hold thee,
As thou sayest I bid thee do;
Trust the Promise I have told thee,
And Iíll bring it to thy view;
Jehu first did gain the battle
Ere he Jezebel threw down,
I will first try all menís mettle
Ere the end Iíll surely crown;
What men are I now will try them;
All menís wisdom I will prove;
In the end I shall confound them,
If they now refuse my Love.
Now I bid thee write to Pomeroy,
And Iíll put him to the test;
For the letter Iíll indite it,

*Joanna had met Mr. Cutley, whom she took for Mr. Pomeroy.
**This was a letter sent to Archdeacon Moore, printed in page 30 of the First Book of Sealed Prophecies.

And I bid thee write the verse
That thou hast got wrote already;
Get it by some fairer hand,
So that plainly he may read it,
See if he can understand;
Then his wisdom I shall prove it,
As the lines, I say, are deep;
For menís wisdom donít discern it,
What a Fast they now do keep,
In it theyíre condemned already—
Mark the Fast where it doth stand;
*
If the words at first should puzzle,
I will soon direct thy hand.
They must come to deeper knowledge,
If preserved they will be;
Thou art puzzled, as I told thee,
But therein is the mystery:
ABIB doth thee puzzle,
What it means thou dost not know;
ABIB is a mystery,
But the mystery I shall show.
There the Fast thou knowest thou found it,
But the name thou canst not tell;
All mankind they are so blinded,
Have no more knowledge than thyself;
Though my Bible is plain before them,
But my Name they do not know;
Jah Jehovah be a mystery
That surpass all men below.
A, B, first begin your letters,
C and D do after come,
E, F, I say, do next confirm it,
Whoís the dunce then, God or man?
If Iím God for to be worshipped,
Then my Spirit let them know;
íTis in truth they must confess it,
For my Bible orders so.
Then in truth come all before ME,
Show your reasons why you fast
To avenge an ignorant nation,
That with sorrow is oppressed.
Are their natures of less feeling
Than yourselves, I wish to know?
Did I make one and not the other?
I said all souls were mine below—
And to thy pens I bid thee go,
There the words thouílt find them plainer,
But as little understood."

* I had put the Book of the Fast in Deuteronomy xvi. 1, in which the month called Abib is mentioned.

The following communication was given in 1796. I dreamt I was going to some place and saw a bolted door; I thought a voice said to me, "if the door opens there will be no famine this year;" I thought it opened and I went along till I came to strange places; I saw a child that took me by the hand, and did not care to let it go; soon after I saw a boy, and I said I was a pilgrim and a sojourner, and told of what was coming on; but I thought the boy took no notice of it. As I was coming back I saw Mr. Gidley and Mr. Wills; I thought the apple trees were in blossom, and some were come to apples and stricken, as I tried them.

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Hereís the thing that thou didst dream:
Their hearts are bolted there;
But if unbolted men should come
No famine shall appear;
Because your nakedness I see,
My anger must be great,
If I in this extremity
Should now deny you meat.
The child that took thee by the hand
Will unto thee appear;
The boy that careless heard thy word
Is unbelievers here;
The apples that were stuck so fast
Will all their fruit now bring,
And true believers at the last
Will own thy God and King.
To Wills and Gidley thou art come;
These men thou knewíst before,
When no confusion in your land,
And now I bid them hear
The different change that hath took place—
England Iíll fill with dread:
And now reflect on what is past.
When Minifie was fled
Upon the seas, I did prepare
To make thy writings true;
And on the seas I did ordain
To bring all to thy view.
I said alike the lot should fall,
For I would punish there;
But now I say this is not all,
So let them now take care!
Their shipping I will all destroy,
And sorrows they shall feel;
No pity show, no pity have;
I said, like Woollandís wheel,
That every thing should so come round—
But thou art in the dark;
For all menís wisdom Iíll confound
And bring the living spark.
So now I bid thee mark the end,
And see how all comes round;
For I will stand thy every friend,
And all men Iíll confound."

The following communication was given to Joanna, March 13, 1797, in answer to her hearing the prayers to lower the pride of the French.

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Do not mock ME with your prayers—
Mark the words that thou dost hear:
They do pray to humble pride;
Whereís the heart from ME is hid?
If I answer now their prayers,
England now must stand in fear;
Whereís the man can throw a stone?
Shame must now stop every one;
All accusers must begin
For to blush at what theyíve done;
For though adulterers they be,
And condemned by you, I say;
But I say, condemn no more;
Whereís the man can answer here,
That his heart from pride is free?
Let the stone be thrown by he.
But here conscience must condemn,
Iíve now tried every one;
Every heart is full of pride,
Therefore thou art so denied.
I thy cause this day did hear:
Taylorís eyes did stand in tears,
Owned they all had been unjust—
Hear the sentence that is cast:
*
Every man by sin is bound;
Justice must demand their gown.
Hast thou got an inward grief?
Do they all deny relief?
Then of all I do demand,
How before my bar theyíll stand?
For themselves they must condemn—
Read the words, I say, to men,
How they dare for to blaspheme,
Trifling with my holy Name.
Hast thou not plainly told them here
Thou thy conscience canst not clear
Till thy writings they do see?
Let them come and answer ME,
If I cannot find a man
In my stead that now will stand,

* The clergyís preaching against Joanna, but would not see her at that time.

Shall I bear the sword in vain?
Tremble, all ye sons of men!
Sick, I tell thee, I am come
Of the learned sons of men;
Therefore I shall spue them up;
Wait and see the end will drop,
See how sickly they have been,
Tears may stop them in the end,
Cold as death their feet will be,
For they have not followed ME.
Another day Iíll tell thee more,
But for the present end it here."

The following communication was given in 1797, from Psalm xvii. 1, where I opened to in my Bible—"Hear the right, O Lord, attend unto my cry, give ear unto my prayer that goeth not out of feigned lips. Let my sentence come forth from thy presence; let thine eyes behold the things that are equal."

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Now, Joanna, this Iíll answer;
All thy thoughts are known to ME:
Men shall know I am thy Master,
Jah Jehovah, they shall see.
If thou hast spent thy time for nought,
And wasted all thy store,
To poverty thyself thouíst brought
For to obey ME here;
And fasted long as thou hast done,
The days will equal mine,
The rising and the setting sun
Hath his appointed time;
The heavens in all their order stand;
The sea doth know his bounds;
But when it rages upon the land
The shore cannot be found;
For who can go the shore to know,
Or venture on the brink,
When foaming billows rage and foam?
The waves would make them sink.
So mark your land, while silent stand,
For if my bounds should burst,
No footing you can then command,
As I have said at first;
And from the night Iíll bring to light—
Let dreary night appear,
And every star be darkened up,
And no moon light appear,
And you a journey have to go,
I say, in paths unknown,
I ask what you would mean to do
To bring you to your home?
How would you go? I ask to know,
Suppose the journey long,
And not set out before ítis night,
I ask, where you would come?
Would ye not stray out of the way,
And stumble in the dark?
In crooked paths shall man direct?
Youíd surely miss the mark.
So it is here, it will appear,
The night is hastening on,
And crooked paths are now before,
Then let the stars to shine,
For to give light and guide the night,
That men may find their way;
For crooked paths they must go through
Before ítis perfect day;
And if the stars refuse to shine
Theyíll stumble in the dark;
But as the stars are surely mine,
Iíll light ONE for the mark."

The Explanation of the above Communication, given February 23, 1805.
"Now I shall answer thee from this communication: Know I said I would light one for the mark, to give light for others; and light for others was given by Pomeroy. Now when a star is lighted in the firmament, will you say that that star gave no light if the clouds should cover it afterwards? You must all answer, No: if a star begin to shine and you see itís light appear, and you see other stars arise in the firmament and begin to shine together all in one light; if the clouds cover the first, will you say they must cover the whole? I tell thee, No: the clouds may cover some, whilst others appear to shine: perfectly so it is with man; he was the star lighted by ME to bring to light the hidden things that were done in darkness; and though the clouds have covered him that he doth not appear now to shine, yet let it be known unto men he was the first star, that was lighted as a light for man; and from his light the others rose to shine; then now let them weigh deep the manner this communication is spoken, the time it was spoken, and deeply weigh it with your land; for I shall leave it for all men to judge for themselves."

Taken out of the Sealed Writings, written in the year 1796, copied off February 26, 1805.
An answer to my sisterís dispute and mine. My sister asked me, why I did not come to see my brother and his wife. I said I did not go with the great, for they were too grand for me. My sister said I was grown proud. I said, I did go to visit my father, and those that were poor. She said, then you are come to the pitch of grandeur; for that is the highest top; it is what the kings did formerly; they were above the rich, and thought they did not show them respect enough; but visited the poor, because they showed them more honour and respect. I said that was just like me; for I saw myself slighted when I was with my brothers and sisters, that were richer and greater than myself, but respected with them that were poor; and this was the pride of my heart. My sister answered, my brother Joseph said, that he did not know me. I answered, it was true: for none of my brothers nor sisters knew me. She was at a loss to hear me confirm the words my brother spoke; but I told her it was true. She then asked me, if she knew herself. I answered, No. She said, O, well then! But being answered from her own words, gave up the dispute.—She said all things were types.

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"From what thouíst written Iíll begin,
For it is I shall it explain:
Thy Sister said all things were types—
This is a type to men;
And with the type Iíll first begin,
To prove my honourís like a king.
To visit now the humble poor
My honour is exalted here;
The haughty pride of men I see,
Are all too great to honour ME;
Because their pride doth swell so high,
And think themselves as great as ME;
Then should I to the learned go?
More of their grandeur they would show—
But whereís the man would stoop like thee,
And bear the thought a fool to be?
For unto thee this hath been told;
Then now the truth I will unfold;
For now my answer is like thee,
The pride of kings it is in ME;
And to the top Iím surely come,
My grandeur must to all be known:
And when the humble poor do come
My Spirit I will give to them.
And freely shall with them converse;
íTis they shall know my love and grace.
But higher shall my honour go,
Than every king did here below;
For kings and princes are but men,
I neíer shall stoop so low as them.
This was the folly in the Jews;
They from the prophets heard the news
That I a Prince and King should come,
The mighty counsellor for man,
And as a prince I should appear—
The priest and prophet now is near,
And I the counsellor will be,
Now from thy Brother answer thee:
He thought he knew thee heretofore,
Thy temper mild, which made him err;
And now with ME ítis just the same:
My kindred know not who I am;
An intercessor I have been,
And deepís the debt I paid for men;
In their distress I did appear,
And perfect love I showed them there;
But how my love hath been abused,
Both by the Gentiles and the Jews?
Because the pride in them too high,
My mercyís great, they all do cry;
As to the gold they think their own;
My poverty to them was known,
So nothing they expect from ME
But humbly come their grandeur see,
And overlook as heretofore;
And by such dreams mankind do err;
Are men so blind to think ME near,
And pleased to see them thus go on,
To bring destruction in the land?
But now Iíll tell thee why ítis so,
That men no more of ME do know;
Because my mind is all concealed,
And to my Friend ítis here revealed.
So like thy Brother all are come,
My ways to them are all unknown;
My absence plainly doth appear,
Or else my anger men must fear,
To see my own enlightened Land,
To perish by the rebelís hand,
Who trust to man for pardoning grace—
The strength of arms menís weakness is;
This is the reason men do show;
But as to ME they do not know.
Had not their conduct chilled my love,
These armies strong Iíd soon remove,
And make them like Sennacheribís host,
But now their strength I do maintain—
The strength of men should soon be lost;
Let England know that all are men;
And if like men they will awake,
I say their cause Iíll undertake.
But now I tell them what to do—
First prove the Writings they are true,
And spread my Name from shore to shore;
The end is come, let nations fear,
And unto ME all nations look,
Salvationís sealed in thy book;
The Spirit to the Bride is come,
To say your Lord is hastening home;
And all the guests you must prepare,
Before the Bridegroom shuts the door.
Now from a type this thing you see;
íTis but a name is given thee.
To show my Bible is gone through,
To join the Gentiles with the Jews;
So Jews and Gentiles now appear
And your strong reasons bring them here:
If that my Spirit you deny—
The Bride was never meant that way;
The Bride and Mother was at first
When Paradise by her was lost.
Then Paradise you must obtain,
By her obedience it regain;
Because the power comes from ME;
For whereís the man that strengthens thee?
íTis not by man that thou art led—
The Bone shall crush the Serpentís head,
That I at first did take from man;
So shall my conquering strength go on—
But if that England donít awake,
I tell them they will surely quake,
And every one their heads cast low,
If careless on they still will go.
For now my Bible Iíll fulfil—
The Bride is come to claim the Child.
But this thou dost not understand,
Why Solomon did this command,
To have the Child divided there.
*
Now I shall make the mystery clear:
For the false Mother did agree
To have the Child divided be,
While the true Motherís heart did grieve,
She gave it up the Child to save—
Now the true Mother doth appear,
That neíer divides my Gospel here;
And many shall her children be,
More than the married wife youíll see.
But how my Gospel men divide!
For every sect and partyís tried:
"Divide the Bible" is their cry:
For all must give my tongue the lie,
If I to men should give it up,
Till I have drawn the curtain back;
For who my Bible can explain?
It is with man I must contend;
None of it ever was by thee;
Then now the conqueror you see,
The mighty conqueror is come,
Will they resist my will?
Then England shall receive the stroke
That every heart shall chill.
Then own I am a Counsellor here.
My prophets did foretell.
Will they still cry that Iím unjust,
To stop the powers of Hell?
And ítwas the Woman he betrayed—
Then Solomon discern:
He dug the pit, in it is laid
Now by the Womanís hand;
So the same draught he now shall drink
That she did drink at first;
His ruin stands upon the brink,

* See 1 Kings iii. 16.

For so his dye was cast.
So if my jury will not come,
Iíve other sheep that must be known,
And them I know will soon obey,
And crown my harvest in a day;
But who they are thou dost not know,
And all shall find thy words are true.
Then little in yourselves appear,
And every mystery soon Iíll clear;
And now as children all become,
Appear like babes Iíll make you men;
And now as lambs you must appear,
Because the shepherd he is near;
And then my sheep you soon will be,
And from the wolf Iíll set you free—
And as the date thou now hast put,
Just so I say ítwill be;
For backward every one must go
To find the mystery:
To work with man I shall begin,
And make them stand in awe;
The manner thou wilt gain the prize
Thou wilt hereafter know,
But now if mankind will grow wise
Theyíll bring the prize to thee;
And then that man Iíll surely bless,
His crimes be what they will.
But thou wilt see the end of this,
For every heart Iíll chill
That wish to rob thee of thy crown,
For unto thee ítis given—
Dost thou refuse to try thy skill?
íTis I the lump shall leaven."

The following communication was given to Joanna in 1797, after she had been into Exeter, and was informed that Mr. Kenrick, a dissenting minister, had said, the Virgin Mary was a whore, and our Saviour a bastard; and this pernicious idea he tried to instil into the minds of some young men that went to school to him.*When I heard it my soul trembled, my heart shook, and anger and indignation rose within me against him; as I was going, I thought to myself I might say with Peter, I wish to have him destroyed; and wondered the ministers did not warmly reprove him; but was answered in the following manner:

"Now Joanna thee Iíll answer:
These blasphemers must appear;
For though Satan is their master,
It is what was said before,
The latter days are surely come,
And perilous days are hastening on;

* The newspapers announced that this man fell from his horse and broke his neck last year, 1804, as he was hunting.

Swift destruction they will bring
On your nation and your king.
If men do not them prevent,
This is now my full intent,
To bring destruction in your land:
Let men be wise and understand,
Sedition they have spoken here
Against your King and Governor,
Sedition now by man is spoke,
Their Lord and Master they do mock;
For they deny their Lord and King.
Now both together this is done;
And you showed your love to man,
To vindicate your lord and king,
Who is but a worm like you to die—
But now look all to Calvary,
And there behold your bleeding Lord:
If ye believe my Fatherís word,
A Lamb for Man there must be slain,
And for the people must atone.
The blood of Abel will not do,
Nor yet of rams, nor lambs below;
It was the Lamb, the Son of God,
That bought your ransom with his Blood,
And now to reason Iíll begin,
From the beginning now explain;
My Father you must all deny,
And give your Lord and God the lie,
If you deny there was no Son
For Satanís fall by him to come;
Because the Son he did despise—
Then let the sons of men be wise,
In Heaven he drew the first,
And down the rebels all were cast;
And now on earth heíll do the same,
His fire will kindle like a flame;
If these pernicious men go on,
Their followers will many come,
Till they my Father will provoke
To lay on all a dreadful stroke.
Thouíst marvel why I this do bear;
And Peterís spirit sure is here,
And fire from Heaven he would call,
That in the end destroyed them all;
And wanderers in the world they be—
But now once more Iíll answer thee,
And tell thee why I this permit,
That Satan so in man doth speak,
And let them live for to blaspheme;
It is to try the sons of men,
If any love they have for ME.
Iíve suffered this mankind to try;
Now if I find them hot nor cold,
When thouíst these things to them unfold,
But dead, and sickly and lukewarm,
Iíll bring on all a dreadful storm;
If they my honour wonít maintain,
Like Eli, they shall sure be slain;
For though thou fearíst to write the word,
Iíll let them know, with one accord,
That I no Bastard did appear,
MY MOTHER no Adulterer;
My Gospel they shall find is true,
And they have made it good;
Iíll bring the mysteries to their view:
Theyíve opened all my side;
They crucify their Lord afresh,
And open every wound,
íTis perfect what the Scripture saith—
Now let a Paul be found;
Let Pomeroy bring his fifty men,
*
That will awake like Paul,
And then the HOLY GHOST shall come
And soon destroy them all.
Let men discern how I do warn—
The apostleís words are nigh:
For wells they are, no waterís there,
My flock may thirst and die.
For if a Bastard I did come,
Inheritance youíve none:
Then let men come before my throne,
And tell ME what theyíve done;
And how the crown they must obtain,
My Fatherís Laws are broke;
And bring ME now the perfect man,
That can endure the stroke,
To throw my Gospel all aside:
My Father must demand
A perfect good and upright man,
Without a spot to stand
Obedient to my Fatherís Will,
And keep his Laws most pure.
The hearts of all would surely chill,
As Adamís did before;
For all have eat forbidden fruit,
As Adam did at first;
And every man must then stand mute,
And Paradise is lost.

* This alludes to Mr. Pomeroyís saying in his sermon, that he knew there was not one wanting of fifty righteous men, to save this land from destruction.

To honour all my Fatherís Laws
Was never done by man;
íTis I must plead the sinnersí cause,
And Satan must condemn;
Because as man I sure did come,
And Satan tempted ME;
Their nature I did undertake,
A perfect Judge to be—
Now those that choose ME for their judge
Will surely have one mild;
Because to Satan I shall charge
How he would ME beguile."

The following communication was given in 1796. I went down into Mr. Woollandís wheat field, and was ordered to pluck one of the ears of corn that appeared well to the eye; but when I came to examine it, I found there was nothing in it but a little soft wheat that must soon shrink up to nothing. After I had written it, I was answered—

"Now stop thy hand, Iíll answer here:
Just as this corn doth now appear,
So perfect are the sons of men,
And now to reason Iíll begin:
For like that corn do saints appear,
And to thy eye seem ripened here;
But to examine now begin,
They are perfect like this ear of corn;
For wisdom here hath cried aloud,
But who her voice hath heard?
The wisdom and the ways of God
Thereís no one doth regard;
Then now ye simple ones awake,
And all your softness see;
For perfect like this grain of corn,
I say my followers be:
Dead to the root, and now plucked up
Their softness must appear,
To think a simple worm like thee
Could make such writings here.
Menís wisdom high I said Iíd try;
But see their wisdom gone;
Much softer than this ear of corn
Are all the sons of men.
Now if their folly they will own,
And all their weakness see,
Iíll pluck them up, as thou hast done,
And bring their heads to ME;
And then their senses Iíll unlock,
And let them all appear;
Theyíll see their folly in the stalk,
And know they all did err.
But deeper things are still behind
Iíll show another day—
The pilgrims that are in the wind
Are all unknown to thee;
And still my ways are all unknown.
With pleasure thou shalt see
The labour of this painful work,
And no man will blame thee.
But to thy bed I bid thee go,
For I shall say no more;
Another day Iíll talk with thee,
And open every door."

Here ended the communication, given in 1796.

The Explanation to the above, given Wednesday, 27th February, 1805, is as follows:
"Now I tell thee this communication, with the other, allude to thy Trial with thy friends; and mark what I told thee, if those that were warned did not appear, I had sheep unknown to thee, that would appear; and when my appointed time was come, that I had hid from thee, my sheep that I had concealed were ready to come forward and prove the whole; but now mark the last place where it is said, the pilgrims were in the wind that were all unknown to thee; here is a shadow; here is a substance that neither of you discern; though thou thoughtest thou sawest it all clear. Now thou hast owned thy weakness, I shall tell thee the shadow; but know I have told thee there is a shadow and a substance; the shadow is past; and call to thy remembrance the pain and anxiety thou wast filled with at Bristol, thinking thy awful Trial was coming on, and it was quite unknown to thee who the other twenty-four would be, and I tell thee they came like pilgrims, that were travelling to a far country they knew not where; and so those came without any knowledge that they should be chosen as judges, for no more than a pilgrim knoweth where he is going, or what he may meet with in his travels, no more did they know they were coming to London to be thy judges; but they were in the wind of providence, that came as pilgrims without knowledge that they were the men that should be chosen to turn thy heaviness into joy; and though I disappointed thee and them, yet neither one blamed thee: but mark the shadow of thy going to bed, by my command, when thou hadst written the words, no one would blame thee; and now mark the shadow of thy fears, and how thou wast compelled to go to bed by thy weakness, and by thy faintness; and yet through all no man blamed thee. Now mark how all was spoken, and how all came round in perfect likeness; and thou judgest this is the end, but I tell thee not, though the perfect likeness has been fulfilled in thy Trial, but the end is not yet."—

July 17, 1797.
After the event of that year was put in Mr. Pomeroyís hand, I was answered, "if that did not convince him at the end of the year, I must wait two years after, to see the judgments come on again." This wounded me to the heart, to think I had waited so many years before, and then had two years and a half to wait; as it was but in July 1797, and had two years to wait after the year was up, besides many kept on tormenting me, that the harvest would surely be good, and we should have a peace that year. If so, I knew the Spirit that visited me was not from the Lord. This distressed my mind with such jealousy and misery as no heart can conceive, nor tongue can express. So I went up into Mr. Woollandís garden and walked to and fro till near midnight; looking towards heaven in tears and prayers, wishing for death that my sorrows might end. I thought on the past, how all had come true, which made me fear to go backward: and I saw what laid before me, if in any thing I was deceived, which made me fear to go forward. In this distress of mind I wished for death. To the feelings of my heart, I was answered, it was a deep type of the land.—

"When faith despairs there none will care
Which way their lives do end.
I say, like thee will thousands be;
íTis deep the type thouíst penned.
The former things call thou to mind,
Think of the night thatís past,
A burning fever in thy heart,
Sorrows too long to last,
With tears began, thou didst complain,
The garden traversed there,
Walked to and fro, thy eyes did flow,
Thy sorrows couldíst not bear—
Wait two years more, and five before?
It wounded the heart of thee:
For deathís release, thou wished for peace,
And in the grave to be;
To die with ME was wished by thee,
That thou the crown mightíst have;
Weary of life to end the strife,
The cross may hasten on.
Thy sufferings paint mine to the life—
Did my disciples shun?
So ítis by thee, in vain to be

A prophet of the Lord;

Thy paper waste, in vain thouíst fast,
And all thy gold bestowed.
Is all in vain? dost thou complain?
Then it is time to die,
Wearied with grief to seek relief,
And know not where to fly;
So compassed round by every sound
To bring thy fever on;
íTis in thy mind, thou art confined,
That makes thy fever come:
When flattered here that Iíd appear
And set the captive free,
Thy burden thou didst better bear;
But hereís the mystery:
Thy friend is gone, the timeís near come,
Thou judged him to appear
To set thee free; but now dost say—
ĎWhat, must I stay two years
To see my land to ruin come,
Before they will believe?
Then to what use will all produce;
The dead you canít reprieve?í
These reasons here to thee appeared;
A bye-word thouírt become,
A fortune-teller some do say,
And others thee condemn.
My Spiritís here there few are clear,
Then on thee all may gaze;
But how thouíst know these things before,
Makes many stand amazed;
These things thouíst know in ninety-two,
Is public spoke abroad;
But how ítwas so they do not know,
Nor trace the ways of God.
Now five is gone, and six is come,
That thou dost prophesy;
All labourís taken from thy hand;
íTis time for thee to die;
Thou dost complain, ítis all in vain
What thou hast suffered here.
If it be in vain for to regain,
Must judgments first appear?
ĎThen let me die,í is now thy cry—
ĎIf I have lived in vain,
Or laboured here, such burden bear,
And cannot freedom gain!í
Thy heart is sore, can bear no more,
The wound hath been too long;
Iíll end of thee—the mystery see,
And to your nation come:
The type is deep the mystery great;
Your land will be the same—
ĎWe waited long, the years are gone,
And hoped relief would come!í
If ítis not so, you all will know
Menís hearts will be like thine;
Weary of men they will begin,
And hate them in their mind;
The more you praise, the less theyíll love,
It will increase their flame;
Thy prejudice did it remove,
To hear her praise his name?
Thou answerest, No: the truth is so,
But made thy anger burn;
Then to your land it so will come—
But who their hearts can turn?
If men go on as they begin,
To burden every mind—
ĎWeary of life will bring the strife,
The cross may then be kind
To set us free;í theyíll say like thee,
ĎNow death must be our fate!
Our chains weíll tear, we cannot bear,
The burden is too great!
Do we complain, and all in vain?í
Their fevers will rise high—
ĎWe care not if we die like him!í
The cross will be their cry.
So thus will come the hearts of men;
Like fevers they will rise—
ĎOur sons weíve lost, our gold is past,
And allís before our eyes,
And to no use doth it produce;
We are but burthened more;
We see the shore, and all is oíer,
Weíve wasted all our store!í
So this theyíll see; as deep as thee,
Their sorrows they will come,
And perfect like thy Fatherís house
Theyíll see it in the land:
The quarries they have patched them up—
íTis nought but beggary here:
Thy Fatherís house is just like mine;
But out the rags Iíll tear;
I will begin as thou didst then,
The floors Iíll make more clean,
Their ragged garments throw away,
For in the light shall come;
To make it dry the rags shall fly,
And down they all shall drop;
Iíll make the water run like thee,
The cob can never hurt
If all is gone—I see my land
As empty doth appear,
So perfect like thy Fatherís house—
What furniture is here
That I can hurt? ítis mire and dirt
Appear in every mind!
And perfect like thy Fatherís house
I now do see my land;
Then Iíll go on as thou didst begin,
Till Iíve joined the two;
And both together they must hang,
The Gentiles and the Jews;
Then at their feet (the mysteryís great)
The nations all must come.
Write out the text thou heardíst this day,
Iíll answer thee again."

The text was Proverbs iv. 8—"Exalt her and she shall promote thee. She shall bring thee to honour when thou dost embrace her." Verse 7—"Wisdom is the principal thing, therefore get wisdom; and with all thy getting, get understanding."—But here I shall leave the text, and give the meaning of my Fatherís house: as he lived by himself, I made it a custom to go in the summer to make his house thoroughly clean and wash the floors: the glass was broken, but the landlady would not mend it; so it was stopped up with rags, which I pulled out to dry the floors. I was answered as follows:

"The windows I shall all unhang,
As thou hast now begun;
And through the glass you all may see
The days are hastening on;
For as the squares of glass are broke,
And rags do so appear,
The paper is clinged to keep the stroke
When winter doth appear.
So now this thing I shall explain,
And to the nation come:
The quarrels they are broken out,
I say, in every land;
And, like these windows, are patched up
With rags and paper here;
But like thy pen, I say, must drop,
When winter doth appear;
Because the glass it is not whole,
The rags will tumble down;
When thunder sounds from pole to pole
No safety can be found,
So with the land ítis just the same;
Theyíve like thy Father done;
They patch my people up with lies,
For to keep out the sun.
For as thou sayest thou caníst not see,
Because the place is dark;
Just so, I say, my people be—
But now come to the mark:
Take all the rags and stuff away,
And thou wilt see more clear:
Nor through a glass ítwonít darkly be,
Because they are broken there:
And then the sunshine thou must see,
Or feel the piercing wind.
I tell thee plainís the mystery;
íTis perfect like mankind:
For by my House theyíve done the same,
And darkened every mind:
Patched up the Law and Gospel too,
To beggar all mankind;
For as thy Fatherís house appeared
So beggarly to man,
Just so my honour must appear,
The way that they go on."

The former words I could not understand, and I was answered in the following manner:

"What, is thy head so very weak
In things that are so plain?
Iíll tell thee all the mystery,
And all the rags I mean:
The quarrels broke you well do know;
To every nation come;
The way they mend it all with rags
It must to thee be known;
Theyíve patched it up with broken laws,
That from their garments come;
And weak as paper all hath been,
To bring my land to shame.
Are not the windows all broke down,
As those do now appear?
And whereís the glazier that is found
To mend the glass thatís here?
But in thy heart thou sayest thereís none;
And I may say the same,
For who my Gospel now doth mend,
To say my words are come;
And that the truth is verified
My Gospel to fulfil?
No, this the wise men have denied:
Their ragged garments still
Are patched and stuffed in every hole,
To darken all mankind;
Because their purse they all would save,
And darken every mind;
Give me the rent! is every cry—
But who allow repair?
For perfect like this landlady
Are all the wise men here:
And if this way they do go on,
My anger fast will smoke;
For I shall to the purpose come,
And down the rags shall drop:
Iíll pull them out, as thou hast done,
My floors for to make dry:
In every step Iíll act like thee
Now in this house of clay:
My Fatherís law Iíll now maintain,
And vindicate his cause;
My anger it shall rise like thine,
To vindicate his laws.
Iím wearied out, as thou hast been,
To hear their foolish tales;
But to the purpose let them come,
If I their wounds do heal.
Wrong in their work do all men go,
And every man doth err;
They cut the fuel high, I know,
And spoil the vineyards here:
Close to the root doth no man go—
To reason Iíll begin;
But as their weakness I do know,
I shall explain the thing:
For like thy Father all have done,
To cut my Bible high,
So that the stubble still doth stand—
And hereís the mystery:
Another after him did come
To cut the fuel low,
Because thy Fatherís labourís gone,
And all did own ítwas so;
Then own your labour all is gone,
And now your weakness see;
Then to my Holy Hills Iíll come,
And cut the stumps away;
Close to the root Iíll surely go,
Till I have made it plain:
The barren wilderness youíll see,
That man could never prune:
Weak as thy Father all are come;
For here my words go deep—
The branch cut off and stumps remain,
If I like man should sleep."

The Valley of Jehoshaphat, a communication given in 1796.

"For to the valley all must come
That will be sons of light;
A valleyís low, you all shall know,
And lowly all must come
When that I do begin to plead,
And rescue every man;
For when the battles I have fought,
And every victory win,
Iíll bring them in the valley low,
And reason then with men.
The valleys low, Iíll let them know,
It must be in the heart;
Together every man shall come
And know how I did smart,
And what I suffered to this day,
As I for man do feel;
The marks can neíer be done away—
My side is open still
A doubting Thomas to receive,
A persecuting Paul;
The trembling jailers I will free,
And men shall know ME all,
That in the valley now will come,
As doves begin to fly.
The valley must be in the heart—
The battleís drawing nigh;
Imperfect is thy Fatherís house;
Imperfectís every land;
Then trust to ME for victory,
If ye are imperfect men.
As to perfection I see none—
The perfect ones are gone;
Sickly and wounded all by sin,
I see is every one.
I said thy Fatherís house, like mine,
Was now to ruin come;
Therefore I see ítis time for ME
To come and make an end—
íTis deeper than philosophy
The lines that thou hast penned.
Now let the learned men appear
Their Bibles to explain
And tell ME how they think ítwill be
That I shall call them in;
What signs or wonders will they see,
That I have not foretold?
Or how do they expect ítwill be,
My Bible all unfold?
If they will say they can explain,
And show their judgment clear,
I say that they are more than men—
A Peter must be here;
For flesh and blood can never know,
The way I shall proceed.
íTis words must try the hearts of men,
Or they will never bleed;
For signs and wonders will not do,
íTis words do try the heart:
And words shall bring all to their view
Why I for man did smart:
So now if man will humbly come
Thy written hand to see,
And own thou art a simple worm,
My Spirit sure must be,
And from the Spirit wish to know,
And honour the Most High;
Then sure my Spirit they shall know,
And so may prophesy."

The following communication was given in February, 1797. Finding the death of the bishop, which was foretold by me, did not convince men of the truth of my prophecies, filled me with despair and jealousy; and being earnest in prayer one night, my heart was so deeply affected, that I fainted away; Mrs. Woolland and Mrs. Minifie came in, and they threw water over me, to bring me to life; yet I was very poorly the next day after I arose. I was answered in the following manner:

"Now, Joanna, thee Iíll answer:
In the green tree this was done;
Thou must suffer like thy Master,
For the stubborn sons of men:
Their chastisement is laid on thee;
By thy stripes they healed must be,
If they will be healed at all:
Now is the time to stand or fall.
All physicians are in vain,
I shall fast bring on thy pain;
Force of arms will never do,
*
Violent means are in my view.
To my will thou must submit,
And thouílt know my love is great;
Health to thee Iíll not restore,
Till Iíve opened every door;
But if open theyíll not come,
I shall lay thee in the tomb:
Then my anger fast shall smoke,
They shall feel a dreadful stroke—
As thou wringíst the silk therein,
So Iíll wring the dregs of men.
**
For my honour shall not die;
Men shall know ítis the Most High
That doth all these threatenings send,
íTis I indite, though thou dost pen.
Mark the time thy health decays;
Mark the words that I do say,
In thy writings whatís before:
Will men say that thou dost err?
All these things thou didíst contrive?
Thou canst kill or make alive;
In thyself thou ought canst do,
For to make thy writings true?
Have I left thee to thy will,
Neíer thy heart with anger chill;
Simply let thee to go on,
No man bids thee hold thy tongue?
Still to random thou must go:
This the sons of men do know,
ME they judge to be the same;
Am I like the human frame?
In thy heart thou answerest, no;
Deeper than them I do go;
Deeper things are still behind,
When thou hast heard Pomeroyís mind.
Fast the sands are hastening on,
To the purpose I shall come:
For when Lent doth but appear,
Tell them what I suffered here
By the unbelieving Jews:
Let the Gentiles hear the news—
Like the stubborn Jews before,
They have opened every pore;

* Joanna was in such violent fits at the time she fainted, that her friends were not able to restrain her in them.
** This alludes to Joannaís wringing the cotton to get some ink out of it.

Every passion they awake—
See the Bride then at the stake,
Fasting like her Lord before—
I shall open every pore,
All my sufferings she shall see:
Lent shall come, and Lent shall be;
Now I tell you ítis but Lent—
For a space you may repent,
Or relent of what youíve done.
Will you laugh, or will you mourn,
For to see the suffering Bride
On a bed of anguish laid?
Every passion then awake,
View her Master at the stake!
Here the sevens they are to mark,
And see how things do go,
íTis but one figure doth them part,
Twice the seven feels the dart.
Then let the leprous men return,
Or too late they all shall mourn;
Let them know my Spiritís near;
Can they doubt a thing so clear?
Blinder than the Jews must be,
If they judge it come from thee,
Or from Satan to indite,
Wiser than the sons of light.
All together let them weigh;
See the judges of the day,
Hath gross darkness covered there?
In all your land it doth appear:
Blind by practice and by sin,
Blind I see the prudent men;
For their understandingís hid—
Let them see thee in thy bed:
When thy passions I awake,
They may marvel what thouílt speak.
Will they break the bruised reed?
Bruised for them thy heart must bleed,
íTis I have lulled thee so asleep;
But I shall thee soon awake,
And thy nature fast Iíll waste,
If I find that men do jest.
Now with patience thou must bear
The heavy stroke is coming near.
Now, Joanna, thee Iíll answer:
Mark the clouds I said before,
Thou must now sweat like thy MASTER,
And must open every pore.
As thy blood doth all seem tainted,
Perfect so is the state of man;
All thy health doth now seem wasted,
So the strength of all is gone:
Every man as weak as thee,
But their weakness do not see,
Their disorder do not feel,
Think they want no one to heal;
But the time is drawing nigh,
Theyíll want help as well as thee:
They will want the nurseís care,
Full as much as thou dost here;
For thyself thou canst not tend,
Thouírt nursed by thy friends;
Theyíll want friends as well as thee—
Deepís the hidden mystery."

An Explanation given to the above, March 6, 1805.
"Now, Joanna, I shall answer thee: and know this morning I called thee aloud, and now I call aloud to all men; had the words I spoke to thee, in 1797, been then fulfilled, all men would say, it was an artful invention of thee, or a disorder in thy head; and all would judge thee fit for Bedlam, had it then been fulfilled in Woollandís house; therefore I ordered thee to seal it up; and I sealed it up from thy memory. But now let all men call to their remembrance what happened to thee at Bristol. Now mark the words I said to thee—then Lent was coming, and it should be lent for a space; and for a space it was lent to thee; the type I placed in thee, for the nation at large. Now let them remember all thou hast suffered upon thy bed; all the words thou utteredst, in the agony of thy soul, and how thou sawest the sweats of thy Master in thy bed; all these sufferings, and all these sweats, that thou hast suffered thyself, and saw ME in the vision in thy bed, are all published, to the world, before this communication was made known to the world, sealed up from them and from thy knowledge. Now let men weigh the whole together: thy illness in 1797, was only placed as a type and shadow; but how could I place that type and shadow without placing some illness in thee at that time? Now as men have called thee an impostor, I will appeal to the conscience of all men, if an impostor that had shammed the first, to write in that manner from a trifling illness, whether they would not go on to sham an illness, to say it was fulfilled, and have sent for Pomeroy, on a pretended sick bed. This, I tell all men, might have been done, and would have been done by an impostor; therefore I concealed from thee the sense and meaning of the words, that a time was to come, that I should fulfil them, to prove to men and devils thou art no impostor, nor any deceiver. And now I shall come to the purpose of thy visitation at Bristol; the words I said unto thee—thou must bear for man and ME, in 1797, thou didst bear at Bristol in 1804. Now let all men weigh the words deep: by thy stripes they must be healed, if they would be healed at all; and let them mark thy stripes that are known to thee and thy friends. Now I tell them all it is by thy stripes, it is by thy sufferings, and what thou hast gone through, must heal them of their unbelief, if they will be healed at all. For I now tell thee, if unbelief abounds, and men go on in their mockery, all the stripes, and sufferings, that come upon thee as a shadow, shall come upon the nation as the substance. So let men weigh one with the other, and judge for themselves; and mark what thou sufferedst, after thou heardest from Pomeroy, what thou hast suffered for menís unbelief; let them judge for themselves what they must suffer for their own—

"For now to man I bold shall come;
And line by line trace back,
And tell ME how all this was done,
If I did never speak,
To show to man how things must come,
When I began in thee?
It was in sufferings I did name—
Let men thy sufferings see,
And all together now compare
With every line was penned;
Then they must know ítis time to fear,
And judge it in the end,
Before their fate be come too late,
They cannot judge at all;
For if I bring them to thy state
Of sufferings, they must fall.
I raised up thee, they all do see,
To show them all the end;
But deep theyíll find is the mystery
Concerning of thy friends,
That did appear the whole to hear—
And now the Seven see,
That I commanded to come there
And hear the truth of thee.
The seven men—now mark the end,
And in the seventh year,
The seventh month, thou sayíst did bend.
Then see the mystery clear.
What must come on, upon your land,
Before the ten is up,
And then with joy thy friends may stand,
For all thy foes shall drop.
So now discern the way I warn,
And let your land take care;
I said thy stripes should heal thy friends,
But all thy foes must fear:
Because on them it back shall come,
Redoubled so shall be.
I give this warning to your land,
Then let no one blame ME;
So as ítis Lent let them repent
Of all that they have done;
For now, I say, my mind is bent
To bring thy stripes on man.
But how could I that dwell on high
Severely so appear,
While ítwas concealed from every eye
The threatenings Iíve placed here?
I tell you plain, ye sons of men,
If you the lines can see,
No longer here could you contend,
But own it comes from ME.
But if all came in a straight line,
It might be done by man,
Not with my Bible to agree,
The way Iíve laid my plan.
Iíve brought it round in every sound,
My Bible men might see;
And as thy fasting did begin
Thou knowest it did end by ME.
íTwas by command thou didst begin
The seven years before:
But mark by ME how all did end,
When thou no bread couldíst bear;
Just so is man; as now they stand,
They break the bread for ME;
But as my Gospel theyíll not clear,
My anger they will see.
I ask of men how they can come
For to awake the Jews,
And make my Gospel but a form?
The truth they all refuse:
My Gospel stands by my command
For ME to make it clear—
The visions that were seen by John
The Jews must see them here;
For to fulfil is now my will,
And make my Gospel plain:
The way the visions men have placed
Was neíer of use to men.
What prophecy will they now cry
In ought do these made good?
You say the Church that way doth lay,
As it is understood;
But now to men I thus shall come,
And bid them answer ME,
What use this prophecy is known,
If it is placed that way?
The Jews thereby will never cry,
My Gospel is made clear,
If you deny the prophecies,
Or the fulfilment here.
No, simple men, you may contend,
Your wisdom will not do,
To prove my Gospel in the end,
And wake the stubborn Jews.
The Roman bands may ever stand
The way you all go on,
Nor can you waken every land
To prove the time is come,
My Gospel here doth now appear
In every truth to shine;
And in your land do Arians stand,
And men of different minds.
So theyíll go on, I tell you plain,
As theyíve went on before,
Till for my Gospel Iíll contend,
The truth in all is clear.
The Son of God will neíer be knowed,
The way I died for man,
Till I have made my Gospel clear,
And proved it by my plan.
Therefore in theeís such mystery
In all things to bring round.
That in the end they all may see
The way my Bibleís found.
So now discern how I do warn,
With what was said before,
Then you may see your end will be
As it was placed in her.
Had she drawn back sheíd felt the rack,
And never seen this day;
Because ítwould been a fatal stroke,
If faith had died away;
Then she must die; I tell you why,
My word was gone before,
If she in unbelief did lie,
Her life must sure end there;
But she did not—now mark the stroke,
How faith did carry her through;
And so with men I shall go on,
Where faith in them is true.
To rise like thee the end theyíll see;
Iíve raised thee for a Sign;
The end believers all will see,
That judge the calling mine.
But unbelief brings on their grief,
That thou didst feel before;
But I to none shall give relief,
That mock my calling here,
So judge the hand, how all do stand,
This warning is for all;
The stripes of thee let England see,
And deeply weigh the call.
So Iíll end here and say no more,
Till men have weighed it deep;
Then a few words to thee Iíll clear,
Why thou for man didst weep."

The following communication was given in 1797. In Lent, when my heart was deeply wounded, being jealous for myself, as most of my friends kept blaming me for continuing my writings, and I myself was stumbled, as I had written to the archdeacon and the chancellor, by the command of the Spirit, and they paid no regard to my letters; this added to my own jealousy, I could not pen my feelings; for though I trembled to go forward, I was afraid to go backward, and disobey by eating of meat; though I very sharply felt the want of it. After I penned my feelings, and the words of mankind on Ash Wednesday, I began my fasting on the Sunday before. Cruel and harsh doth the conduct of all men appear to me; I wearied myself for nought; vain and fruitless hath been my time wasted, as none lay it to heart! Who hath believed the report? Or to whom is the arm of the Lord revealed?

THE ANSWER OF THE SPIRIT.

"Now Joanna, thou stop there;
For I shall instant answer here:
Is it for nought thy time is waste?
Then judgments I shall bring them fast.
It is the stubborn sons of men
That pulls the vengeance in your land,
As all my Bibleís thrown aside,
And men are filled with nought but pride;
Then I shall surely cut them low,
As with thy paper thou dost do,
*
For with my Bible this theyíve done:
I see the lofty sons of men,
Perfect as thou hast tried them here
Their hearts in general are everywhere.
I knew before it would be so;
Unto these men I bid thee go,
That thou the fruit by them mightíst try,
And see theyíre dead and withered lie.
Now if my vengeance fast comes on,
It is the shepherds all must blame;
Dead to the root they surely be,
Their preachingís but hypocrisy,
To strip the clothing from the sheep—
Theyíve never been into the gap
To mend the breach thatís broken down;
No Moses in your land is found;
Joshuas nor Calebs ye have none,
If thereís a Jacob, let him come
And say he will not let it go,
Till he the perfect truth do know:
Thy name and nature let him find,
And show thy letters to mankind.

It is the priests I do condemn,
The sheep are starving by their hands.

And now I bid them to appear,
They have turned thee from my altar there
**
And to my conscience I must go,
And canst thou say it is not so?
But here thou canst not this deny.
Then in the ditch theyíd let thee lie,
Because they say that thou art there,
And this is all the shepherdsí care,
Then sure they do but fleece my sheep,
And others they like thee may weep,
And leave my altar all like thee,
And their hypocrisy may see.
Which way soever men do judge,

* Joanna being in want of paper to write a note, she cut a piece of the sheet she was writing on for that purpose.
**The conduct of the clergy at Exeter made Joanna think it improper to receive the Sacrament from them, except when Mr. Pomeroy was there.


I will them all condemn;
For unto thee what do they lay—
Appear ye sons of men.
Thy sin is of the greatest die,
If from thyself ítis done;
For thou must now mock the Most High,
And be reproved by none.
Is this the love men bear to ME?
Such love I do despise;
Out of my mouth Iíll spew them all—
And will they boast theyíre wise?
Bring now my Bible to their view,
Their learningís all in vain;

Blind leaders of the blind ítis true
Are all the learned men.

Thou sealíst the people in my name,
And what was my decree,
And yet they put thee not to shame,
Nor tell thee sinít must be.
Then how my Bible do they know,
I do of them demand,
The blackest sin to suffer so,
And none reprove thy hand?
If from the devil they dispute,
Then he may have his prey;
I bid the sons of men be mute,
Theyíve not a word to say.
If from the Lord they do believe
There is but one thatís clear,
That wish to know what I have said—
Let Pomeroy now appear,
And answer for the sons of men;
For Iíll not set thee free,
I surely will bring on thy pain,
Till Pomeroy thou dost see.
Imagination, if they please,
May cast thee on thy bed;
Imagination fills their eyes,
What have they now to dread?
With words provoke to bring the stroke,
Let Pomeroy kill or cure;
They may imagine what they will,
íTis what I said before.
Harsh are the words that I have spoke;
Harsh are the sons of men;
But as thy heart seems almost broke,
Then death or life shall heal!"

Here I ended. The first Friday in Lent, I dreamt I was in a wheat field, and had been hatting the wheat, as it was all cut down; I thought I was very thirsty, and had nothing allowed but water to drink, but afterwards stole some cider; after that I was carried through the air to many strange places. As my ink was very pale I was answered in the following manner:

"In death or life shall I begin?
Thy ink is like the sons of men;
As too much waterís poured here,
And scarce can make thy writings clear;
So too much waterís in the heart,
They do not feel how I did smart,
When by the unbelieving Jews—
Now let the Gentiles hear the news,
That in the balance both must come;
For both alike I now condemn.
The Jews with rage and passions high
Did nail my hands at Calvary;
Because, they said, I did blaspheme,
To say the Son of God was come
In such a lowly, humble form—
The purple gore by malice came;
And this was done through fiery zeal;
They said my wonders came from hell,
And when they saw ME on the tree,
They said theyíd then believe in ME,
If I would show one wonder more
To loose my bands when fastened there.
So hereís the folly in mankind:
When to their folly I resigned,
To unbelief I gave them up,
The templeís veil in sunder rent,
And darkness soon came oíer the land,
While men in unbelief did stand,
And what to think they did not know;
For many feared I might be true,
And came believers in the end,
While hardened sinners still remained,
Till I their city did destroy,
Despised their King and none enjoyed.
Now by the Bridegroom this was done—
My Life was offered once for Man;
But I shall offer it no more:
Though every wound they are opening here,
The Gentiles take a different way;
I see their hearts as cold as clay—
For thou hast surely sickened ME;
Did eíer a Woman write like thee?
And to the sons of men ítis told,
Their hearts are neither hot nor cold;
For what thouíst do they do not care;
More sickly than the Jews they are.
So from thy ink I shall go on:
This is a shadow of thy dream;
For nought but water was allowed
For thee to write the Word of God.
My harvest thou must gather in;
I say ítis time to hat the corn:
For though one swallow doth appear,
I say, your summer is not near;
Though from the simple tale was told,
You say youíre getting Spanish gold;
*
But now, I say, ítis time to fear,
Your Spanish gold is not so near.
Whatís in the wind you do not know—
Do men now govern all below,
Then badly governed all would be;
Too long theyíve governed, I do see,
Till all my Bible they forsake,
And poor menís hearts with anguish break.
For now in this extremity,
I see in man more cruelty;
For as the burden is begun,
íTis doubled by the sons of men.
Their hearts are hardened, conscience none,
Since I have left mankind alone;
And yet restraint I do put some,
Or else theyíd bring ME soon to shame.
A child thatís left to his own will,
His measure soon with guilt heíd fill,
And bring his parents to disgrace;
And this is like the human race,
For if the world was ruled by man,
To ruin every soul must come.
For now to reason Iíll begin:
The worldly wisdom show of man,
Whose wisdom you think fit to rule,
Hear first, and then judge as you will."

These words were given, some in answer to Atheists, that judge there is no God to govern, others that judged the Lord would never stoop so low as to reveal any secrets to the poor. The answer is as follows:

"Now from the Jews Iíll first begin:
They judged that I should come a king,
And with the rich and great to go,
And every earthly grandeur show.
Now had I come unto their will,
Their hearts with pride must surely fill,
And all the lofty sons of men
Would then as gods begin to reign,
And say they must be honoured here,
For like their master sure they were;

* The news was we should get gold enough of the Spaniards to carry on the war.

And so with pride their hearts would swell,
Till earth would soon resemble hell;
And gold would be their every god,
And down the poor must soon be trod;
For sure already this is done,
The poor are trampled on by man.
But then they may not now despair,
Because my image they do bear;
But was my image in the great,
The poor then tremble at my feet:
Then sure the poor might all blaspheme,
And curse the days when they were born;
Unless like Stoics they become,
More ignorant than the creatures dumb,
No hearts to feel, nor eyes to see,
They were despised by man and ME,
And born to be the negroes here;
íTis more than nature eíer could bear,
The rich would swell like Herod king,
And like the lice the poor would come
To swarm around and to destroy:
And whereís the man I could enjoy?
For pride I cast the angels down:
No fellowship with them was found;
The heavens in disorder stood,
While Satanís pride despised his God.
Stoop to his word he could not bear,
And pride brought on the tumult there;
And fast the number he did draw
To sin against my Holy Law,
Till war in heaven begun at first,
And down the rebels all were cast.
But how could I the devil blame,
If pride had led ME on the same,
To fill the world up with pride?
Then Satan might stand by my side,
And say, Ďthou art come down like us
To fill the nation with a curse;
Because the great thouílt swell them more,
Inflict the curse upon the poor.í
For this the devil has ever done,
And swell the pride of ignorant men,
To tell them they are rich and great,
And puff them up with self-conceit;
With murmuring he doth fill the poor—
Another day Iíll tell thee more;
I said Iíd answer thee again,
From deeper words I shall begin:
If I should copy after men,
The world a hell would soon become;
The rich and great would swell with pride,
The poor would murmur by their side:
Envy and malice in the one,
Despise the Father and the Son;
The rich would think their gold their god,
And say my grandeur there was showed,
While the poor man would ME despise—
All hearts in tumults soon would rise:
The rich would think they were too high,
Like Lucifer would be their cry—
ĎWhere shall we stoop? he was a Man
Seated like us upon a throne:
And weíve a throne the same as he,
What difference now then can there be?í
The poor would say that they were cursed,
And be like Cain, that was the first
Who envied so his brother there,
Till malice brought him to despair.
And this would be the state of man,
If I should act as weak as them.
Man by wisdom cannot rule,
While he is tainted by the Fall;
Because his wisdom will not do—
Judge for yourselves ifít be not true.
But now to reason Iíll begin:
Iíve showed my love to every man,
The rich I blessed with earthly store;
If they act right Iíll bless them more:
If faithful stewards they will be,
In order guard my family,
And guide my substance with such care,
That no complaining I may hear
From those that I have placed below;
A good account I bid them show,
For all the earth is surely mine,
Iíve fixed the stewards in mankind,
Now to my House I shall return,
A full account of all demand,
What every steward here hath done;
And know, in ME stands the poor man—
The judge is to the jury bound;
The lowest jury gives the sound.
Whether the victim must be free;
Guilty or not ítis passed by they.
Now as a BEGGAR Iíll appear,
As I in Bethlehem did before—
Have I no lodging in the inn?
Then to the MANGER I must come;
And in the MANGER I find room,
Where I may gently lay my head,
And sleep composed on this low bed.
Now to the MANGER let them come:
For furniture I say thereís none;
Nor of her talents doth she boast,
Nor say sheís wiser than the rest;
But if her judgment is betrayed,
The Spiritís wrong that doth her lead,
Thirsting for my Spirit she hath been,
And trembling stolen it from men;
Resolved she was the truth to have,
All hazards run to kill or save:
For though by man she was denied,
The ways are many she hath tried,
To know if she was right or no,
And still like Jacob she doth go,
Her Fatherís blessing for to steal—
Pleased with her schemes, Iíll bless her still!"

The following communication was given in Jan. 1798, and taken from the sealed writings, March 7, 1805, in answer to menís saying they did not believe my prophecies; as they had so long threatened of dangers, and saw none come; and thought the wars and dangers would be soon over; to which I was answered—

"Then now I bid them to take care,
If they do think theyíve nought to fear;
For like the Boy the end youíll see
Who jested so long the Bear to be,
When in reality was none.
His friends had often heard his tone,
And found so long he did deceive,
No truth from him did they believe;
And when the truth did sure appear,
They thought he jested as heretofore,
And never stirred his life to save—
This warning to your land I gave:
Simpleís the fable thou must pen,
Iíll clear the mystery in the end."

The fable was of a boy that had many times cried out, a bear! a bear! The people went to his assistance, but finding the boy only mocked them, for a long time paid no regard to his word; at last the bear did come, and the poor boy cried for help in vain; they thought he was jesting as before, and none came to his assistance, till the bear had torn him in pieces. To this fable I was answered—

"Now hereís the type, for it is deep,
Which to your Land Iíll bring:
Thouíst warned so long the bear would come,
And some believed the thing;
But years rolled on, no bear is come,
You think youíre mocked here;
But, like the boy, your end will come
And take you unaware.
Dost thou deceive, do men believe,
And give no credit here?
Then in the end you all will grieve,
And find the furious bear
Will surely come to you unknown,
When you do not expect.
When thou art torn from every hand
That doth thee so reject,
Then all, too late, will see their fate—
Mocking is catching here;
If I do mock, with men to joke,
I bid them now take care!
What I do mean Iíll now explain,
How I do jest with man;
For in disguise, before their eyes,
I unto them am come;
Because that here, Iíll make it clear,
My Spirit is come down
And like the nations heretofore,
Thereís none can judge the sound;
For mockers here, Iíll now make clear,
Was there no different sound,
When he did careless cry, the bear!
And when the bear was found,
A different cry is said by thee,
A different cry theyíll hear;
And if that men go on this way,
Theyíll find the furious bear."

Here ends the communication. While this communication was copying off, my heart began to swell, as I thought it was the boy that was destroyed, and not the people that disregarded his cries; then the fable must allude to me alone; to which I was answered—

"From thy folly I shall answer,
As thy ponderings I do know
And the fable thou hast mentioned,
To thyself thouíst placed it so.
From thy thoughts I now shall answer,
As men say ítis thou dost mock,
If they do not know thy master,
Thou mayíst feel from man a stroke.
Though so long thou hast been jesting,
Thy accusers so will come;
Now the fable thou hast mentioned
Is for thee, and for the Land.
For I tell thee, now the sorrow
Of the fable it will fall
On thy head, as Iíve told thee,
Though they think thouíst mocked so long;
Yet I tell thee, in great fury
Men will to the purpose come.
Here I own doth stand the fable,
In one shadow unto thee;
And I know thou art not able
From thy dangers to get free;
So I will not here deceive thee,
Yet thy folly still I blame,
As Iíve said Iíll never leave thee,
But thy foes Iíll put to shame.
Now come closer to the fable:
When they saw the child was dead,
Whereís the heart that now is able
For to mock the words he said;
No; I tell thee, in deep mourning
Every friend the sight did see;
Many hearts must then be burning,
And repent their cruelty.
So now to man the whole will come—
The fableís deep for all:
íTis deep for thee, I now do say,
And to your Land ítwill fall,
So Iíll end here and say no more;
But let men weigh it deep:
Iíve showed the ocean and the shore,
The way the end will break;
But can your Land the trial stand,
When every truth is clear?
She warned so long, and now ítis come,
íTis time for all to fear.
When thou art dead, when thou art fled,
The floods will fast come on—
The other fable, I have said,
Must with this fable join."

Here finishes the explanation that is given this day, March 7, 1805. And I am ordered to pen another parable, that was written on December 8, 1799. I was at work at Tiverton at a farm house; and while I was there the floods arose in such a manner that all the grounds were all overflowed where the farmer had a flock of sheep. They observed in the night the floods were risen, and the sheep were gone, and they could no ways find them that night; in the morning, when the floods began to abate, they found the sheep drove down in the wood that stood very high like a bank, which was the way as they supposed the sheep had got their footing, and they were all preserved. To which I was answered—

"As the floods arose to drive the sheep, just so will the floods arise in the world. I do not say of water only, but floods of various kinds: yet I will preserve my sheep in the midst of dangers, and carry them by faith to a place where no floods shall hurt them. The shadow is simple, but the type is deep of your land; for as the floods arose, that carried away the sheep, so will dangers arise in your land; yet believers will be preserved, as the sheep were. But let them believe all the promises that are made to believers, in Christ, and no floods shall hurt them; for when the storms of dangers swell over your land, I will protect them that believe in ME, and they shall stand secure, as the sheep did, though they have the floods to pass through—

"But unbelief will bring on grief
To those that hear the call
With hearts unmoved—I know their love,
Theyíre sickly and lukewarm;
And blind theyíll be, you all will see,
When I bring on the storm
That must arise—let men grow wise!
For it will hasten on;
The days are near for to appear
That men will see it come.
Now Iíll begin from types to men—
The woman did come blind,
*
No feeling in her heart was seen—
The mysteries lie behind;
For in your land so blind men stand,
The daylight cannot see;
And every frame, I know their name,
Theyíre all as dead to ME
As she became—I see your land
So perfect like these two;
She that had sight did judge the light,
If by it she will go;
**
The other blind no light could find,
And now from types I come:
The Woman here did so appear,
And this is like your land,
That will bring on a heavier storm
Than was raised by the flood;
And some will see the mystery,
And fly near to the wood;
That is, you see, in faith to ME;
For now I warn you all,
This very year what doth appear.
Will no one judge the call,
The thingís of God it will be knowíd
To those that are not blind;
And by the light, I say, the sight
Will guide them where to find
The perfect way to thee I say,
And be secured from harm.
But if the blind do lead the blind,
The ditch I now do warn,
Wherein youíll fall, I tell you all—
Blind leaders do appear;
For whereís the man that doth discern
The time is drawing near,
That I am come to make an end,
And save my frighted sheep?
Judge from the storm how I do warn,
And how my flock Iíll keep;
So do not fear though dangerís near,

* A woman that was a believer, led a blind woman, who was a great professor of religion, to Joanna; but she would not believe in the prophecies.
**After this she fell back also.

But keep the type in view,
And like the sheep, youíll find Iíll keep
And safely guide you through.
So now grow wise, for fast will rise
The floods to man unknown;
Because the years will now draw near
That wonders must be shown.
Wonders theyíll be, they all will see;
Thy wondrous judge will come,
And full as blind heíll see mankind—
And that will wonder him,
How man can be so blind to see
What letters thou hast sent,
And not discern how I do warn,
Nor know I am thy friend."

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