There was this Morning framed to my inward sight, a wreathed line of Gold, and there were Knots curiously wrought at the middle, and each end of the line, that was shewn to me: but from whence it came, I saw not. But suddenly there were some, that did look at it with a troubled Countenance, and would have laid hands upon it, conspiring to have loosed the Knots. But it was said, No unsacred Hands shall these touch, or can them ever unloose. For it is the Girdle of the Trinity, that will gird up the joints of the Broken, and Sorrowful in Spirit, whose strength alone is found in this Girdle of Unity, clasped on by the Buckle of Faith, which is of great attraction. And that which was very observable, there was no end or beginning of the Golden Knots for to loosen them, so enterwoven, as nothing can parallel it. O the unseen way of God's method to keep up the weak and feeble Lambs, that are to be brought into his own Eternal Fold.
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