his way, yet at the fight of the old Man, that fat in the mouth of the Cave, he could not tell what to think, ſpecially becauſe he ſpake to him, though he could not go after him; ſaying, You will never mend, till more of you be burned: but he held his peace, and ſet a good face on't, and ſo went by, and catcht no hurt. Then ſang Chriſtian,
O world of wonders! ( I can ſay no leſs)
That I ſhould be preſerv'd in that diſtreſs
That I have met with here! O bleſſed bee
That hand that from it hath delivered me!
Dangers in Darkneſs, Devils, Hell and Sin,
Did compaſs me, while I this Vale was in:
Tea, Snares, and Pits, and Traps, and Nets did lie
My path about, that worthleſs filly I
Might have been catch'd, intangled,and caſt down:
But ſince I live, let JESUS wear the Crown.
