An Exhortation to continue all subiects in their due obedience.
To the reuerend Lord Bishops, and the Cleargie.
FOrasmuch as your Ecclesiastical office is giuen you from God, as the next principall members vnder the head, to gouerne the commonwealth of this mysticall bodie: and that there is required at your hands an extraordinary dutie touching the function of the soule, let me intreate you to be as vigilant as the fiue wise virgines, hauing oyle alwayes in your lampes, against the bridegroome cometh foorth of his chamber. Your office is the soule of the laity, the hart of gouernment,
[Page] and the very Epitomie of all obedience. From you (as the Moone borroweth her light of the Sunne) all inferiour Ministers take their order of perfection. Let then your doctrine be pure and stedfast, like
Moses bush, that alwayes burned, but neuer consumed. Your preaching in season and out of season: and your conuersation as spotlesse as the sacrifice of Turtles. You best know what plenty of Manna hath rained in Israel, & how many omers full euery man ought to gather. Be not any of you the first that gather more then is commanded, and in mistrust of Gods benefites infect the whole land with the vice of Auarice: you ought rather to be like Pellicans in the wildernesse, who in tender loue pick the bloud from their breasts to feede their yong ones.
You see with your visible eies how wonderfully Almightie God hath now preserued the Kings Maiestie, and your selues, from the snare of your manifold enemies:
[Page] and in you principally lieth the sacrifice of thanksgiuing. It is you that ought to dance before the Tabernacle, and to go with the people to the Ark of Couenant: that your righteousnesse may bud like Aarons rod.
It is you that ought to flie foorth from this tossed Arke, and like the Doue bring the oliue branch of peace in your mouths, & tel the people, that if they returne, God will be their God, and send a truce to their distressed soules by you his Ambassadors.
Flie not to Tarshish when you are sent to Niniue, least deuouring destruction attend you; nor with the man of God, go not out of the way, least a Lion teare you in peeces: but still be conuersant with the Lord, that your faces may shine with Moses when he came from the mount, and bring the image of Gods glory to the people in your foreheads.
You must beare with Aaron the breast-plate of iudgment vpon your harts. There must be grauen vpon your forefronts holines
[Page] to the Lord: and your sounds must be heard when you go into the holy places before him.
So shall ye stand like mount Sinai, neuer to be remoued: and your golden Candlestickes shine in the Temples of the Lord.
Remember the charge your maister Christ gaue to his seruant Peter, binding him three times by his feruent loue and the deare affection he bare to his maister, to feed his sheepe.
To be with Paul the faithfull Ambassadors of Iesus Christ, as though God did beseech you through vs: we pray you in Christs stead that ye be reconciled vnto God: with Paul likewise to be an example of life and doctrine, as in these words, And follow hard toward the mark, for the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Iesus.
Let vs therefore as many as be perfect be thus minded: if yee be otherwise, God shall reueale euen the same vnto you.
[Page] Ye are (most Reuerend) the salt of the earth; which wanting sauour, is to be troden vnder foote.
Ye are the light of the world. A cittie that is set on a hill cannot be hid: let your lights therefore so shine, that those which see your good workes may glorifie your Father which is in heauen.
Thus, vnworthy to counsell so graue aduisements, as if the body should instruct the soule, I onely like a traueller in this pilgrimage, seeing some go out of their way, tell them there is a better, a more perfect, and a straighter. So referring you to your masters reward, who hates a hidden talent, I beseech that God who guided Israel by day in a pillar of cloud, and by night in a pillar of fire, to direct your earthly bodies and spirituall soules to his seruice.
To the true Nobilitie of this Realme.
TO ye (right Honorable) that are the props and supporters of a kingdom, that like
Atlas should beare the waight of heauen on your shoulders, giue me leaue to stretch forth the arteries of my heart: & as in a tempestuous time, in peace vnite you together like one bodie obedient to one principall head.
In that worthy member the heart, the monarke seate of our
microcosmus, should be your residence, within whose center (as in a Princes court) are diuers receptacles for you to inhabite in. Then as branches extending from the lofty Cedar, being fed by one roote, do notwithstanding cherish one another with their naturall sappe. So like the stocke of Nobilitie, descended
[Page] from your worthy ancesters, be you combined in a coniunction of vnseparable aid, that the body of the tree may be comforted in so happy an issue, and in the proudest blast of conspiracie keepe you still vnremoueable.
Be you like faithfull
Mardocheus, spotles in your wayes, when traitors like proud
Hamon shall perish in their own complots.
For if you please to peruse our histories, both Ecclesiastical & profane, ye shall find that neuer traitor to his Prince & country but had his reward threefold returned into his wicked bosome. And though it please God sometime to suffer them, the cause best knowne to his sacred pleasure, to bring to passe their hateful purposes, yet as a woe pronounced to them by whom such euils come, their mischiefe hath not past without greater mischiefes reguerdoned.
There is none of your honorable societie but knowes, that treason is the deuider
[Page] and separater of all good good things, and a fatall disioyner of perfection, bringing with it ruine and the mercilesse substitutes of war: where on the contrary, obedience is the sinewes of the State, and glueth the hearts of Nobilitie together, like one indiuisible substance.
And as the seuen leane kine in Pharaoes dreame, deuoured the seuen fat (yet themselues not the fatter:) so stands it with treason, like a cormorant it deuoures all, yet is it selfe the better by nothing. What greater patterne of misery can there be, then a kingdome deuided in it selfe? It is like the dangerous eclips of the sunne: nay like the vnnatural separation of heauen, that brings all danger and destruction.
No plague of Aegypt comparable to that misery: for ciuill dissention is the gate to let in ruine and forraine inuasion.
It is like a wedge of Iron, that entring into an oake, disseuers both sides in seueral peeces, & makes them both fit for the fire.
[Page] The flourishing state of Rome was deuoured by that monster, and all tranquillitie swallowed at a bit by that hideous Leuiathan. It is like the blind Mole, that louing still to be mischieuously labouring, tosseth vp her owne destruction.
Let then (right Honorable) that acceptable sacrifice of your hearts be offered to our gracious Soueraigne, which farre exceeds the externall office of fained affection, who with an eye of vigilance will (no doubt) regard your vertues; and like the chearefull comfort of the Sunne, with his blessed countenance, make your young blossomes come to pleasant fruite, and bring that fruite by comfortable warmth to full maturitie.
God so direct your hearts to worke in you vnfained loyaltie to his royal Maiesty, and deadly hatred to selfe-deuouring treason.
To the true and faithfull priuate subiect.
ANd now beloued countrey-men, to you in generall, that carry with you the ful currant of affection, the swiftest streame of deep gliding loue, not to be reuerted or turned backe by the vehement opposition of any resisting wind.
To you, as to the open marke whereto my hart leuels her pretended ayme, being the vpshot of mine exhortation, I send this louing and friendly counsell, like to a strong citie fenced about with impregnable walles, so ought you to be in time of domestical Rebellion, or forrain inuasion: for you are the maine battel, the trust and strength of your country, and to you belongs a chiefe trust in this required preseruation. Euen as his Highnesse may wel be compared to the apple of our eie, of which naturally by reason it is tender vnto vs,
[Page] We haue a diligent care. So ought you to ioyne your whole body of defence, both armes, legges, feet and heart, to protect his royall person, without secret grudging, priuate muttering, or vnnaturall controuersie. You ought to be like stedfast rockes in the sea, ready to front euery storme, and to withstand, without remouing, the most bitter blasts that either winter or foule weather affoords.
I know my most louing countreymen, that you well perceiue the princely care of his Maiestie towards you his louing subiects, and the honorable disposition and noble industry of his vigilant Councel. Of which honourable societie, although now vntimely deceassed, I cannot but call to mind that right honorable and most worthily to be remembred, the late
L. Burgley, and
Lord high Treasurer of England: whose fame may not be sealed vp with the leadē hand of obliuion, who whilest he liued shewed himselfe one of the most faithfull,
[Page] carefull, and wise Councellers that euer liued in any kingdome of Christendome. He was the Beacon that discouered forrain malice and home-bred mischiefe, the neuer-failing watchtower of the Commonwealth, the heart of Iustice, bearing vp the ballance of weightie causes with an euen hand, and cutting downe with the sharpe sword of preuention the children of rebellion at home, and the enuious intention of the enemie abroad.
For causes in common triall, I call heauen to witnesse, I speake but what I know, as he was iudiciall, wary and circumspect, so was he vpright, discreete, and pittifull, not leaning to any side either for fauour or gift, but with an impartiall eye iudging all things according to the equitie of the cause. Thankes be to God, the principall branches of that tree do now most worthily spread their vertue in this his Maiesties garden of happie gouernement.
[Page] In which ranke of true Nobilitie, diligent watchmen, and worthy Councellers, I may not omit that right honorable conditioned Lord the Earle of
Nottingham, whose true loyaltie to his Maiestie, neuer spotted with the least mistrust, may keepe euen wing with the rest of that Honorable society: whose true shew of a vertuous and noble mind, is dayly made apparant by his exceeding bounty towards the poore and needy. The fruite whereof is eternall saluation.
And that reuerent and carefull Gentleman,
Sir Iohn Popham Knight, Lord chiefe Iustice of England, being another of the body of the Councell, whose honorable forwardnesse, with great discretion hath bin now lately approued in his Maiesties serious affaires, as also in calming the Realme with quiet, that hath bin heretofore tempestuously troubled with bloudy murtherers and felonious robbers: but now (God be thanked) by his diligent
[Page] and wise gouernement, well reformed; whose exceeding loue to his Prince and countrey, hath bin often made apparant by his laborious endeuours.
To conclude, I beseech God in his infinite mercie, stirre vp in you deare affecting loue to his Maiestie, who for the comfort of his chosen, and maintenance of his truth, hath defended his Highnesse as well in Scotland as now in England, from many dangerous assaults, and here now setled him the faithfull President of his true Church, wherin long may his Maiestie continue many happie and peaceful daies, to the great glory of God, and to the exceeding comfort of all vs his faithfull and louing subiects. Amen.
A Thanksgiuing to God for the happie deliuerance of the Kings most excellent Maiesty, the Queen, Prince, Nobilitie, and Commons, from the most horrible contriued treason, pretended against them in the high Court of Parliament, tending to the vtter desolation and ruine of all his Maiesties kingdomes; but preuented by the almightie prouidence, and the onely prudent foresight of the Kings most excellent Maiestie.
REioyce O Brittaine, sing and clap thy hands,
For God himselfe doth for thee safely fight:
No foe so great, but that thy force withstands,
It is so strengthened by the heauenly might.
The Popes great malice, and the Papists pride,
Before thy face do fall on euery side.
Now shalt thou heare of nothing but confusion
Vpon the head of all thy harmefull foes:
Now shall the traitors find the full conclusion,
That in the end of all rebellion growes:
And they shall fret to see their pride puld downe,
Whilst God preserues thy soueraigne & his crown.
Now shall the Pope with all his practise faile,
The hope of traitors all be ouerthrowne:
Nor Pope nor traitor now shall none preuaile,
To do thee hurt that but defendst thine owne.
Now serue thy God, and giue him thankes for all,
And keepe thy saith, and thou shalt neuer fall.
Be true (I say) and faithfull to thy God,
And euer loyall to thy soueraigne King,
For whose loue sake we haue escapt this rod,
Which otherwise had scourg'd vs for our sin:
He will not suffer any to destroy thee,
But ouerthrow their forces that annoy thee.
In Scotland late how did he in that land
Preserue the King from traitrous Gowries treason:
And by the helpe of worthy Ramseys hand
Did slay the traitor, as it was but reason:
Where noble Ramsey by deserued fame,
Eterniz'd hath the honour of his name.
Now let all hearts of happie Brittaine pray
Ʋnto our God of glorious mercies power,
That he will still be our almightie stay,
Our rocke, our castle, and our heauenly tower:
That in his mercie we may fearelesse liue,
And to his gracious loue all glorie giue.
Let vs still pray that he will still preserue
Our gracious King in his eternall grace,
And giue vs grace him truly for to serue,
And all vnfaithfull traitors to deface:
To spend our liues but in our countries cause,
And be obedient to his blessed lawes.
Rebellion is a sinne of witchcraft named,
And witches are but diuels in their natures:
O hellish fiends to the diuell framed,
Which so deceiue but the accursed creatures.
O cursed Sin, that euer man should know thee!
God blesse King Iames and al his subiects fro thee.
And since that truth doth try out euery thought,
Whereon the depth of euery sence is sounded,
Against that truth who hath the treason wrought,
That on vngracious reason hath bene grounded.
What euer fortune for a time do fall,
Confusions shame will be the end of all.
God grant it so, and with his gracious hand
Long blesse the daies of our dread soueraigne King,
And make him Emperour of this blessed land,
Till no more land within the world be seene:
And make his conquests euermore victorious,
And all his kingdomes in thy mercie glorious.
Blesse valiant Ramsey with that mount of ioy,
That noble truth in truest noblenesse,
May stand so strong, as nothing may destroy:
But in the height of honours happinesse
May by the vertue of best valure proued,
Of God and man be blessed and beloued.
Blesse all his Councell, and his faithfull friends,
Court, cities, countries, all in such a peace,
As all the world that sees proud traitors ends,
May cause the roote of all rebellion cease:
Such peace and plentie, loue and concord send,
That we may sing thy glorie without end.
Pray now with me, and prayer neuer cease
Vnto the God of all eternall glorie,
His life, his health, his comfort to increase,
To Brittaines blisse and neuer ending storie,
That he may breathe an euerlasting breath,
And those may pine in hell that seeke his death.
A Thanksgiuing to God for all our temporall blessings.
O praise the Lord for euer.
O Heauenly spirit of especiall power,
That in thy hād the praise of praises holdest,
And from the top of truths triumphant tower,
The hidden sence of fairest thoughts vnfoldest:
Inspire this heart and humble soule of mine,
With some sweet sparkle of thy powr diuine.
Teach me to thinke but on that onely thought,
Wherin doth liue the grace of vertues glorie,
And learn no more thē what thy truth hath taught
To those best wits that write thy worthy storie,
Wherein is seene in heauen and earths preseruing,
The highest point of praises due deseruing.
Let not compare come neare vnto none such,
Heauen be my thought, and let the world go by,
And say withall, that say I neuer so much,
All are but trifles to thy treasury:
For all no more then what thy mercie giueth,
Who can behold wherein thy glorie liueth?
No, I can see the shining of the Sunne,
But cannot sound the essence of the light:
Then of thy face, in whom that faire begun,
How can my soule presume to haue a sight?
No my deare God, thy glorie hath a being,
Where eye, nor heart, nor soule may haue a seeing.
And therefore Lord since such thy glorie is,
As cannot be but of thy selfe conceiued:
And heauen nor earth containes that spark of blisse
But from thy hand of mercie is receiued,
What spirit can her sweetest passion raise,
Neare to the due of thy deserued praise?
Yet since all glorie doth belong to thee,
Thy name in all things must be magnified:
And by thy mercie thou hast made me see
How in my soule thou maist be glorified:
In that sweete mercie make my soule to know
How best I may thy blessed glorie show.
O gracious God, what creature can there be,
That moues, or breathes, or growes, but shewes thy glory?
What art or science but doth speak of thee,
And writes the wonder of thy wisedomes story?
What sound or sence can reasons soule refine,
But speakes in glorie of thy grace diuine?
The Sunne in brightnesse glorifies the light
That in the beames but of thy beautie liueth,
The Moone and starres amid the darkest night
Shew what a light thy louing mercie giueth:
So Sun and Moone, and all those shining creatures
Do shew thy glorie in their light some natures.
Is not the day a figure of perfection,
Wherein the creatures were created first,
And night of sinne, that with a foule infection
Shewes how the soule is for her sinnes accurst?
But night once past, the glorious day appearing
Shewes sinnes forgiuen, the ioy of mercies chearing.
So Sun, and Moon, and starres, and day, and night,
Speakes of thy glorie in their cause of being:
And how they serue but in obedience right
Vnto thy grace, but of thy will agreeing,
While wisedome shewes in state of reasons storie,
They giue vs light that we may giue thee glorie.
The azure skie more cleare then Christalline,
Wherein the Sune doth cast his beames abroad:
How doth it figure that faire hand of thine,
Wherein thy mercie makes her most abode,
Whilst to the humble soules beleeuing eye,
Thy glorie shines farre brighter then the skie?
The clouds that shed those drops of blessed deawes,
That water the drie places of the earth:
What drop so small, but it thy glorie shewes,
To bring a plentie where was earst a dearth?
How do they figure faithfull sorowes teares,
When sin-burnt soules the fruite of mercie beares?
The ayre that giues each liuing creature breath,
Speakes of thy glorie in that breathing power:
And when it leaues the creature vnto death,
It shewes thy glorie in that parting houre,
To leaue the flesh, so in corruption wounded,
Till grace renew that was in sinne confounded.
The earth that yeelds such choice of fruits & flowers
How doth it shew that glorious power of thine,
When all vnseene do hidden lye those powers,
That art or nature neuer can define?
How sweets, & formes, and colours so should grow,
But that thy glorius will would haue it so.
And as the spring brings forth the budding greene,
With beauties dies for to adorne the field:
So in the winter few or none are seene,
That can the eye contentiue pleasure yeeld.
So that the earth which neuer silence breaketh,
In her dumbe speech yet of thy glorie speaketh.
The sea, wherein those world of fishes liue,
That flote and tumble in the tossing waues:
What notice do they of thy glorie giue,
That from the Whale the little Herring saues?
And makes the Dolphin wound the Whale so sore,
As driues him from the sea to die on shore.
What beast so great, or creeping worme so small,
What bird so high, or of so low a flight,
But that thy name is glorifide in all?
Who hauing made them by thy heauenly might,
Preseru'st them so, that all the world may see,
They haue their being onely but in thee.
The beast his haire, the feather of the bird,
The fish his scale, and euery tree his barke:
These for defence doth nature all afford,
As of thy glorie euery one a marke,
Wherein thy hand of mercie is beheld,
That doth such comfort to each creature yeeld.
Is not the fire a figure of thy wrath,
That soone consumes the proud assault of sinne?
The aire the patience that thy mercie hath,
When true contrition doth remission winne?
The water teares that thou for sinne hast shed,
The earth thy death for to redeeme the dead.
Since then aboue and in the elements,
Sun, Moone, stars, skie, fire, water, earth and aire,
And what may be beneath the firmament,
Beasts, birds, fish, worme, scale, fether, hide or haire,
Nor tree, nor flower, nor herb, nor grasse doth grow
But some way doth thy glorious mercie show.
Shall wretched man, whom God did onely make
To his owne image in his mercies loue,
So farre himselfe and all his good forsake,
As to forget so sweete a Turtle-doue
As his deare God, that so of nothing wrought him,
And his deare Son that hath so dearly bought him?
Shall man I say, that onely speciall creature,
Whom God hath made to serue his Maiestie,
In lacke of grace reueale so vile a nature,
As not to seeke his name to glorifie?
No, heauens forbid, though sinne be neuer such
In man should liue ingratitude so much.
No, he whom God hath made to monarke so
Aboue all creatures that do grow or breathe:
And by his wisedome makes his will to know
The good aboue, and euill from beneath:
And how he helpes the spirit in distresse,
His glorious goodnesse cannot but confesse.
And when he sees with those in-seeing eyes,
That in the soule do giue the spirit light,
In what the height of heauenly glorie lies,
To whom all glorie doth belong of right:
His heart will write in his worths worthy storie,
To him alone be giuen all onely glorie.
O he that sits aboue the starrie skie,
In holy seate of heauenly residence,
And at the twinkling of his glorious eye,
Commaunds the world to his obedience:
Leaue that foule soule in sorrow euer friendlesse,
That doth not sound thy name in glorie endlesse.
All grace, all goodnes, wisedome, power and peace,
All truth, true life, all bountie, mercie, loue,
These altogether sing and neuer cease,
Vnto the glorie of this God aboue:
And can it be that man who sees all this,
Will not giue glorie to this God of his?
No, heauens forbid that hell should haue the power
To spit her poison vpon man so much,
To make him liue to that vnhappie houre,
Wherein to shew his wicked nature such,
As to forget Gods gracious goodnesse so,
As not some way his glorious mercie show.
Then let our hearts amongst that world of soules,
That feele his blessings euery day and houre,
While truth records in her eternall roules,
The gracious goodnesse of his glorious power,
Sing in our soules, and neuer cease to sing,
All glorie to our God, and honour to our King.
A Prayer for the Kings most excellent Maiestie, and our gracious Ladie Queene Anne.
O Glorious God and onely King of Kings,
Whose holy eye both heauen and earth beholdeth:
And from whose mercy all and onely springs,
The fairest life that faithfull loue vnfoldeth:
Mine humble spirit I beseech thee raise,
To giue thy glorie all eternall praise.
O gracious God, among the many graces,
Wherewith thy mercy hath this kingdome blest,
In whom the height of all our happie cases,
Vnder thine onely holy hand doth rest:
For our Liege (Lord) and mightie Brittains King,
Let our hearts humble thankefulnesse be seene.
Blesse him (ô Lord) with Nestors happie dayes,
Health, wealth and peace, and euerlasting pleasure:
Let vertues loue resound his worthy praise,
And thy true wisedome be his spirits treasure,
His greatest hopes vpon thy graces grounded,
His state preserued, and his foes confounded.
Blesse also (Lord) our gracious Soueraignes Queen
With all the blessings of thy holy grace,
And let it neuer in this land be seene,
But in thy mercie they may both haue place:
Nor sweete Prince Henries fame die in obliuions pen:
To all of these true Brittans say Amen.