The Jewes high Commondation of the Metrapolitant Cathedrall Church of St. Paul, having view'd the greatest Effiges in the world: With Pauls complaint to his Sacred Majesty of all his sad Losses and al uses in the time of his absence, and his Majesties gracious promise for the Repairing of it to its former state & condition.
To a delicate new tune, Or, The Repairing of Pauls.
NOw I am canstrained to write of a thing
was builded a thousand yeares agoe,
For all the Effugies that ever was séen
old
Pauls still carries the bravest shew.
Indéed I have travel'd Kingdomes farre,
and séen their famous Fabricks all.
Yet never a one could be compar'd
unto the Cathedrall Church of
Pauls.
The City of
Roome I have bin in,
and many weary step have I trod,
The Tower of
Babel I have séen,
in travelling over the world abroad.
Yet never a Monument I found.
of such aspiring heigh of all.
As is that noble ever renown'd
the brave Cathedrall Church of
Paul.
The Pilgrims askt me severally
what manner of thing this Church it was,
Whose height was raised up to the skye,
and the very walls were beaten brasse.
I answered them these words to the same
that story I often times had bin told,
And great report I heard of the name,
which was not the like in all the world.
Then presently I ty'd up my réed,
it ravished me with so much delight,
And over the Seas I sayled with spéed.
so willing was I for to sée this sight.
But when I came to
Pauls Church yard.
Lord quoth I what a Church is here.
I thought the
English people had made
their way to heaven thorow the spire.
I was amaz'd amongst the crouds,
and staring upwards still did I.
The top of the church did séem in y
e clouds
& I thought y
e stéeple did reach to the sky
now hear y
e complaint which
Paul did mak
unto the
King when he came home,
I have bin abus'd my Liege for your sake
which make me stand in my rags so torn
FOr in fifty seaven and fifty nine,
with grief my
[...]ds began to crack,
My aged corps did much decline,
for my cloths were pulled off from my back
My leaven covering they did take,
their guns were then so hungry grown,
A purpose Bullets for to make,
they never would let old
Pauls alone.
They did not care who they abus'd,
for ruine was their chief intent!
Where Prayers formerly was us'd.
here they did make a stable in't.
Yet for all this I still held up,
though weather-beaten many a yeare,
But severall people were in a doubt,
this last year I was in great dispair.
But now bespeak our gracious King,
for all the abuse you received then,
With speed I doe intend to begin
to give old Paul a new trimming agen
Then presently I took heart of grace,
because our Soveraign Lord the King,
Did say he'd make a sacred place,
and give old
Paul a naw trimming agen
The Service Book shall then be read,
the Queristers shall sing like men,
The Bishop he shall be the head,
and all things shal come in old fashion agen
The Organs merrily they shall play,
and
Davids Musick wee shall heare,
The Harps and Timballs all the day,
which much delighteth then the eare,
All these were godly sons that were
delightfull much in
Davids dayes,
Which made his Subjects God to feare,
whilst he was playing with thanks & prais
The Clergy flourish shall again,
and Hereticks they must all go down,
True Christian faith wee shall maintain
and
Pauls shall be called Sacred ground
As famous as I ever have bin,
I now shall receive my high renown,
And all my honours return'd me agen,
I am old Paul of
London Town.
Now God preserve our Gracious King,
Lord Mayor and the Aldermen.
which have bin pleas'd in this noble thing
to give old Paul a new Trimming agen
printed for F. Coles, T. Vere and W. Gilbertson