He with more ease might worke our overthrow.
A springtide comes when winters gon and past.
For we have found it too too late too true.
That by his foot-steps, wee know where to find him.
To carnall reason worke in us a change.
Lie now intomb'd within a little story.
Wise men esteeme but as the badge of sin.
As good as thou art, and to God as deare.
Which makes them discontented, poore, and sad.
Tremble and quake as struck with deadly darts.
Their sheets have beene as yellow as their gold.
Its good to heare, and see, and to say little.
He is most likely for to fall with shame.
Hath often been the ground of his best joy.
Shoot at my cap from Christmas day till Easter.
Whose splendor will obscure all things beneath.
Turne neither to the left hand, nor the right.
The fift thought.
1 Pet. 1.6.7. Prov. 17 3. Eceles. 2. leg. cap.
[...]ot. Psal. 119.176.
VVE ought to count all trialls, as the rod
And favour of an over-loving God;
Who still corrects us when we goe
(b) astray,
And erre like lost sheepe in an unknowne way,
Yet so corrects that he his
(c) love might show,
And that the world may plainly see and know
That he will not spare sin, though in the best
Of his deare Saints and servants, truly blest;
That he from sin their hearts might purifie,
And prove their faith, love, zeale, and constancie:
1 Pet. 1.6 7.
A tree well-rooted in the ground stands fast,
And is not shaken downe with every blast;
Silver and gold the furnace can endure,
The drosse consumes, the gold remains more pure;
So by these trialls some are
(a) purer made,
When others like to drosse consume and fade,
Who in the time of peace will make such show
Of zeale and godlinesse, that none can know,
Or judge by outward works, but that they are
Such as Gods holy will and word preferre
Before all worldly profits, yea before
Their lives and liberties, their pompe and store;
Although they reigne on earth as petty kings,
Fully possessed with all outward things,
They go to church twice on the Sabbath day,
As if they went to heare what God would say,
They heare, they read, they fast, and daily pray,
And where their tythes are due, they duly pay;
Out of their plenty, great excesse, and store,
They give unto the needy and the poore;
Yea in their lives such fruits they will expresse,
Of truth, integrity, and godlinesse,
That all the world would judge them pure in heart,
And such as would from Gods lawes never start;
Yet when the time of triall draweth nigh,
And God begins his Saints to prove and trie,
They are so danted,
1 Kings 18.21.
that they do not know
Which way to take, what in this case to doe,
For want of faith on Gods word to relie,
Meekenesse to waite, and servent zeale to flie
To him for aide, who never failes the just,
Or such deceive, as in his mercy trust;
They fall away from God and godlinesse,
And scoffe at what they did before professe,
They are not
semper idem, for their minds
Are found to varie ofter then the winds;
And such as these would sooner shed their bloods,
(If there were cause) for saving of their goods,
Then for the Gospel, such will lose their lives,
Undo themselves, their children, friends, and wives,
Rather then want their wills, or put up wrongs,
When in Gods cause they want both hearts and tongues:
Simile. As when much water falls, and westwinds blow,
Luke 8 13.
And flouds come in so fast, to overflow
The wonted bounds or limits, know we shall
Whether our houses will stand firme or fall:
In times of triall some are constant found,
Others like seed (cast into stony ground)
Wanting both root and moisture, faith to lay
Fast hold on God, and meeknesse for to stay
The leasure of the Lord, cannot abide
The scorching heat wherewith the just is tride;
The empty vessell makes the greatest sound,
Those that seeme best, the worst are often found;
The fairest birds may have the foulest feet,
Mars for a time great
Iove may friendly greet,
And promise weather faire, and happy gales,
And make the Navigator hoist up sailes;
Yet in this case he dares not be too bold,
Because he feares it is too calme to hold;
For if
Saturnus crosse him in his way,
He comes forth as a Lion for his prey:
Thus did the Lord proove in the wildernesse,
The Israelites, whereby they did expresse
What was in each mans heart, for we may find
How some adored Idols, some repin'd
At Gods just dealing, how some were content
Meekely to beare his plague and punishment;
How some grew worse and worse, and did commit
Offences fetched from th'infernall pit;
Thus God the faith of
Abraham did try,
Gen. 22 1. Heb. 11 17
To manifest unto the world thereby,
That such as truly love and feare his name,
Will do his will thouhg to their losse and shame;
Sins, nor sonnes, though they be darlings deare,
Will they withhold that Gods law truly feare;
God
Abraham commands to slay his sonne,
The word's no sooner spoke but it is done;
Reason might seeme to put in ifs, and ands,
And challenge God upon such harsh commands:
The flesh might reason thus, What shall I slay
My onely sonne? the sonne might seeme to say,
O father deare, can you find in your heart,
The head and shoulders of your sonne to part,
Your sonne, your only sonne, your sonne and heire,
Heire of the promise, upon whom your care,
And love hath been so sixt? what will you prove
A murtherer of your child? where is that love
Which once did flame like fire? is there no sparke
Of thy good nature left? a riddle darke
For nature to conceive, a thing most strange,
How in a fathers nature such a change
So strangely should be wrought. Oh let me pause
A little with my selfe, what might this cause!
What have I done? wherein have I offended?
Cannot my fault by faire meanes be amended?
O spare a little, and withhold thy hand,
And I will doe what thou shalt me command:
But he regarding God, more then the crie
And moan of
Isaac, seemes thus to replie,
My child, my tender child, my sonne most deare,
I have command to sacrifice thee here,
Or otherwise my love to thee is such,
That for a world thy life I would not touch.
Simile. The file may take a way the rust and durt,
But rather does the weapon good then hurt,
The flaile may bruise the straw, the chaffe great winds
May blow a way, but still the seedsman finds
His corne more fit for use: the furnace may,
Both wood and drosse with heate consume away;
The purge may drive ill humors from the heart,
And not hurt it or any other part;
Troubles oft purge our soules from some soule sin,
Or other, which we have long lived in;
Before I was afflicted I astray
Did goe (saith
David) but now I obey,
And keepe thy statutes daily in my mind,
And more delight and comfort therein find,
Then can the rich man in his wine or oile,
Or the undanted victor in his spoile:
So stubborne is the will, so crosse the mind,
The heart so hard, and understanding blind,
That cords of mercy will not us withdraw
1 Sam. 6.20. 1 Sam. 12.10.
From the transgressing of Gods holy law,
Troubles and
(a) sorrows oftentimes prevaile,
When admonitions and good counsell faile;
Troubles made
David to refraine from sleepe;
Sicknesse King
Ezekiah made to weepe;
Egypts burthen, servitude, and thrall,
Made Israel upon the Lord to call;
Judgements upon his knees proud
Pharaoh brought;
The prodigall how to returne want taught.
Simile. A tender father strives to win his child
With gifts, faire promises, and speeches mild,
Using what meanes he can from time to time,
To make him see the vilenesse of his crime;
He talkes to him, and oft in talking weepes,
And seemes to reason with him in his sleepes,
His yearning heart with griefe is so opprest,
That dainties will not downe, he cannot rest
In any place, but goes from friend to friend,
To see if they can tell what course will mend
A prodigall; some tells him this, some that,
Some bids him take no care for such a brat,
Some bids him keepe him short, and others say,
To give him scope will be the onely way;
He listens to their counsells, and first tries
All faire and gentle meanes he can devise,
So loath is he his darling should be lost,
That he regards no labour, care, or cost;
Yet when he finds all this to be in vaine,
He sends him over sea, to France, or Spaine,
And to the Master of the ship gives way
To keep him short, and curbe him day by day,
Untill such time, as he shall clearely find
Him of another nature, will, and mind;
The dingthrift knowes not this, but lives in hope,
That he shall have more liberty and scope,
He goes aboord the ship, as one that were
Void of all humane reason, wit, or feare;
He thinks to have the like, or more command
Upon the sea, then he had upon land,
Luke 15 16.
But when this prodigall is through great need,
Constrain'd on durtie husks with swine to feed,
And calls to mind, upon what daintie fare
His fathers servants feed, he then takes care
How to returne, his folly to confesse,
H
[...]s great rebellion, and unworthinesse
To be his son, and therefore much desires
To be but as a servant, which he hires
For yearely wage, so that he may obtaine
His former love, and countenance againe:
This course the Lord is forc'd oft times to take
With his, when they his holy waies forsake,
To follow their owne fancies, and delight
To satisfie their sinfull appetite:
Should God not sometimes strike us with his rod,
We should forget that there was any God;
Nay, should not God oft strike, we soone should grow
So well conceited, that we
(a) should not know
God or our selves aright, but run on still,
The measure of iniquitie to fill:
Should we have all things at our hearts desire,
We should like swine, so wallow in the mire
Heb. 11.9.10.
Of worldly pleasures, that our hearts would be,
More bent to trash, then true felicitie:
Had not the Israelites been in distresse,
And long perplexed in the wildernesse,
The land of promise had not welcome beene,
Neither had they Gods love so clearely seene:
Tidings of
(a) peace unto the souldier brings
More true contentment, then all other things;
The wether beaten Marriner desires
To be on shore; the traveller aspires
The top of some high hill, hoping to see
His journeys end; the labourer would be
Rather at
(b) rest, then roast; the silly slave
Expects a day to come, when he might have
His liberty; the sick man prizeth
(c) health,
And fortitude; the poore and needy wealth;
The hungry food; the naked cloathes; the blind
Their sight; the cripple limbs; the sick in mind,
And soul-afflicted, joy; and such as know
The paines and miseries they undergo,
Who suffer in some sort the pangs of hell,
In soule and mind, whilst upon earth they dwell,
Will heaven prize, and ever thinke it best,
To be with Christ in his soule-easing rest.
Simile. So dearely loves the child the mothers brest,
That quietly one houre it scarce will rest
Without the same, yet when the child is growne
Unto some bignesse, and begins alone
To creepe about, the mother much desires
To weane it off and for that purpose hires
One for to tend her child, that so she may
Keepe for a day or two out of the way;
The child growes mother-sick, and is so wed
Unto the brest, that it will not be fed
With any other food, but roares and cries
Both day and night, as it i'th cradle lies;
She hearing this to be of so small boote,
With some unpleasant thing, as't might be soote,
Her brest besmeares, to trie if it will take
The same, the child what hast it can doth make,
And so beginnes to suck, as if it thought
To fill its empty belly with a draught,
But it not liking of the tast, dislikes,
And leaves the brest, and it in anger strikes:
Our natures are alas too prone and apt,
With worldly vanities to be entrapt;
Besides, the divell useth so much art
To blind the mind, and to delude the heart
Of sinfull man, with pleasures, profits, gaines,
Thereby to bring them to eternall paines;
That should not God through his abundant graces,
Somewhat their beauty and faire forme deface,
And sometimes crosse us in our pompe and wealth,
And sometimes in our vigour, strength, and health,
Our hearts would be to
(a) Egypt so much wed,
That we for stincking leekes, should shunne the bread
Which came downe from above, the bread of life,
For bread of sorrow, discontent, and strife;
Ecl 7.4 5. Esay 61.3. Ecl. 2.1.
Againe, in holy Scriptures we sh ll find
Troubles; and sorrow, needfull in this kind,
For till we understand our
(b) Christ-crosse rowe,
Unto our Father we can never goe;
For we are taught, and that in sacred story,
[...]eb. 12.6.
That God
(c) corrects whom he receives to glory:
Sweet mercies bind the body and the soule
To serve the Lord, but crosses must enroule
Us in the booke of life, and make us sure,
His faithfull servants ever to endure;
For
(d) were it not for this, how should we know,
Whether we were adopted sonnes or no;
Should God not scourge us for our sinfull crimes,
We might well feare the plague of future times:
From pastimes great much bitternesse doth spring,
And sorrowes deepe their deep contentments bring:
The sweetest descants birds we know are taught,
When from the woods, they to the cage are brought;
The choisest corne is alwaies cleanest drest,
The sweetest grape is ever hardest prest;
The sweetest fish, in saltest waters live;
And cammomile trod under foot will give
A fragrant smell; the grape unprest will yeeld
No sweet and pleasant wine; a fruitfull field
Will barren prove, as husbandmen well know,
Unlesse they mucke and plow before they sow:
In troubles then let not our hearts despaire,
Let not our minds give way to needlesse care;
For sure I am, he that his griefe extends
Beyond the bounds of reason,
(a) God offends;
Does it not argue in us misbeliefe,
To have our soules ore-whelm'd with care and griefe?
As if we did conceive it was in vaine,
To hope we or our friends should rise againe?
Unto your conscience let me but appeale,
Does not this quench the heate of godly zeale?
Does not this grieve the Spirit of God? and make
Your hearts and minds unfit to un
[...]ertake
Religious duties? Does not this offend
Such as their minds to godly courses bend?
May not the world conceive it is in vaine
To serve the Lord, if this be all the gaine
Of godlinesse? Does not this scandalize,
And make Gods worship hatefull in mens eies?
Does not the skilfull archer rightly know
That
(a) too much bending breaks a brittle bow?
Does not the husbandman well understand
That too much raine doth hurt upon the land?
We if we be not senselesse and starke blinde,
May see this hurt both body, soule and minde;
Let hope support us then, a showre of raine
Oft laies great stormes, and makes it calme againe;
And calmes (as I have heard some Seaman say)
Have been more hurtfull then some stormes; for they
(Finding great
Neptune sometimes over kinde)
Have waited for some happy gales of winde,
Till they have been halfe starv'd, and forc'd to eat
That which some men on shore would scarce cal meat:
Thinke not that wealth then is the ground of joy,
Or that all troubles do the soule annoy;
For godly sorrow in times of distresse
Shall bring forth fruits of peace and righteousnesse:
Seed cast into the bowels of the earth,
Becomes more fruitfull by a second brth:
That man from grace to grace may daily grow,
He must be truly humbled and brought low;
For daily sun-shine without timely showres,
Rather consumes, then causes fruit or flowers.
1 Cor. 11.31.32.
Lastly,
(b) God strikes because we should not be
Condemn'd unto eternall misery;
Hosea 2 6.
Yea for this end God oft corrects his own,
When as the wicked scape as men unknown,
Psal 14.2.53.1.
Which makes such fooles in heart to boast and say,
There is no God that we ought to obey;
Or if there be a God we are more blest
Then those that are with want and need opprest:
In
(a) safety in our houses we still dwell,
Iob 21. us
(que) ad 14. v.
Our stock encreaseth, each thing prospers well
That we both take in hand and goe about,
Our names grow famous all the world throughout:
We have more then we aske or what we crave,
Or would have come to passe we forthwith have;
Psal. 10.3.5 6 Amo 6 4. Iob 21 4.
Ev'n to our hearts content we softly lie
Stretcht out upon our beds of Ivory;
We have the fairest objects for the eie
That may be had from
France or
Italy;
The sweetest smelling odours for the nose,
Muske, Civet, powders, and the damaske rose;
All sorts of musicke which may please the eare,
Revive our spirits and dull senses cheare;
We have our pleasant walks, and summer bowers,
Our gardens deckt with strange-outlandish flowers;
For sustenance we take no thought or care,
For we have plenty of superfluous fare;
Twice in a day we have brought to our boards
What
(b) water, earth, and aire to man affords:
The Persian Kings for dainties we exceed;
On roots and herbs (like swine) we scorne to feed;
We have our jellies, marrow pies, rich sacke,
Oringo roots, potatoes for the backe;
Poore John comes not within our cellar door,
No, we have ale, strong beer, and wine great store;
Besides our March beer, and a cup of Hum,
That'le make a Cat to speake, a
Cato dumbe;
And if our squeamish stomacks loath to eat
Bacon or Beefe, or any such grosse meat,
We can have Mutton, Lambes, young Kid and Veal,
Capon, Duck, Partridge, Woodcocke, Phesant, Tea
[...]e:
Our carkasses are deckt with rich attire,
As silke and sattins, and what we desire
Within the compasse of the sea or land,
Our purses or our persons may command.
We have both hawkes and hounds for our delight,
Cards, dice and tables fit our humours right;
We eat and drinke our fill, and rise to play,
With mirth and merriment we drive away
The time; we hunt, we hawke, we fowle, we fish,
To please our appetite with some new dish;
When such who thinke themselves more pure perhaps
Would be contented with our crusts and scraps:
But let these fooles this ponder well in minde,
That they a greater difference shall finde;
When the great Shepherd of the soul
(a) appeares
With all his company of noble Peers;
Matth. 24 31.
His Angells, Martyrs, Saints, for to divide
The goats from sheep, the impure from the tride;
Acts 17.32.
When once the Judge of all the world shall come
To passe that just and everlasting doome,
Venite, ite; come ye truly blest,
Matth. 25.34.
Enter into my everlasting rest;
Come you true
Iacobs, and my blessing take;
Goe cursed
Esau's to the burning lake,
For you have sold your birthright, grace and glory,
For gaine and pleasure, and things transitory;
O come ye blessed Martyrs, you at stake
Have burned for my truth and Gospel sake;
Lives, lands, nor livings, friends, nor kindred deare,
Matth. 3.18.
Could make you swerve, or to forsake my feare;
You have not serv'd the Lord your God in vaine,
Your greatest losse shall be your greatest gaine:
Come now from labour unto perfect rest,
From bloudy Tyrants hands to
Abrahams breast;
From shame to honor, from the jawes of death,
Esay 25.8.9.10.
To joyes eternall; from those toyes beneath,
To things of consequence; from drosse and losse,
To perfect gaine; from bearing of my crosse,
Unto the wearing of my Crowne; from paine,
In happinesse for ever to remaine:
In meeknesse you have suffer'd at the hands
Of wicked men much wrong, in cruell bands
Of slavery and thraldome many yeares
You have been kept,
Apoc. 21.4. Esay 25.8. Apoc. 7.17.
but now behold your teares
Are vanished, you shall possesse a Crowne
Of everlasting glory and renowne:
Upon my
(a) throne you shall in judgement sit,
1 Cor. 6.2.
And see your foes sent toth'infernall pit
Which burns with fire and brimstone, they shall hear
Unto their great astonishment and feare
This dreadfull sentence past, Depart from me
O all ye workers of iniquity!
Mat. 25.41.7.23. Ps
[...]l. 5.4.5.
The pleasures of this life like as a streame
Have flow'd upon you,
Psal. 76.5.73.17.18 19 Iam. 5.1.2.3.4.5. Psal 17.14.
but now as a dream
They shall deceive you: and not only so,
But aggravate your misery and woe,
Because your
(b) plenty you have oft abus'd;
And to relieve my servants have refus'd,
Nay in their wants you have so backward been
To comfort them, that I have often seen
You persecuting some with bloudy hands,
And driving others into forraigne lands,
Therefore depart from me: but is this all?
No: it might seem a punishment too small,
Yea in some sort a favour if they might
Have leave to goe, and keep out of his sight:
Simile. As at th'Assises some desire to see
The Judge; the malefactor glad would be
If he might have that favour or that grace,
As not to see his countenance or face;
But being upon force constrain'd t'appeare
Before an angry Judge; in how great feare
And horrour stands he then, because he knows
He cannot justifie himselfe in those
Condemning crimes which are against him brought,
Nor have of friendship one conceit or thought!
Because he is indited for such things,
As present death unto the actor brings,
High treason he against his King hath wrought,
And the destruction of his Judge oft sought;
And can he hope for mercy at his hands,
Who hath thus forfeited his life and lands?
Out of his sight the Judge bids him depart,
That's his desire; but this strikes to his heart
Be gone, depart from me, unto that place
From whence thou can'st; and there for a short space
Thou shalt remaine, and after dragged be
To end thy dayes in paine and misery:
Thus at the great Assise when Christ shall come
To judge the world; no doubt there will be some
1 Cor. 1.7. Heb 9.28. Apoc 9.6. Esay 2.18.20, 21. Hosea 10.8. Luke 23.30.
With joy expecting when he should appeare,
When others seek to hide their heads for feare;
Not daring to behold the Judge his face,
Nor to abide the splendor of the place;
Such being guilty will with all their heart
Wish that they might out of his sight depart:
So holy is the Judge, so pure his throne,
That it can be delightfull unto none
But holy Saints; so that if Christ should say
Depart from me, and there his censure stay,
It might a favour seem, could they thereby
From everlasting paines and torments flie;
Therefore
(a) this holy Judge in his just ire,
Bids them depart unto eternall fire;
Matth 25.41. Esay
[...]0.33.
Is this Gods dealing, let us then induce
Unto our profit hence a triple use?
As first, let no man thinke that man most blest
That hath most gold and silver in his chest;
For outward things we fully may possesse,
And yet fall short of reall happinesse:
The raine both upon good and bad doth fall,
The Sun sends forth his beames alike on all;
Yea oftentimes the wicked wealth possesse,
When as the godly are in great distresse:
Ierem. 18. Eccles. 2. tot. cap.
And secondly, let not the godly be
Much troubled, when they wicked men shall see
Grow wealthy in the world; but labour still
To be submissive to their Fathers will:
Simile. Perhaps the hired servant or the slave,
May for the present time more money have
Then's Masters son; yet must he not compare
For mastership because he is his heire;
Ungodly men may for a time advance
Themselves o're Gods belov'd inheritance;
They may command as Lords and domineere,
And think to make the godly stand in feare
Of their high lookes and threats; but God one day
His mercy and his justice will display;
Psal. 58.10. Mal. 3.17, 18.
And with an everlasting crowne reward
Such as unto his laws have had regard:
2 Thess. 1.6, 7, 8, 9, 10. Mal. 4.1.2.
When such as did on earth the just disdaine
Shall be rewarded with eternall paine;
As sheep goe to the fold, they to the grave,
And in that day the just shall Lordship have;
Their beauty shall consume when they shall go
From their brave buildings to eternall woe.
Simile It falls out with the godly in this case,
As with a Partridge which the Hauke doth chase;
The silly Partridge knowes not where to rest,
Nor where in safety she may build a nest
To save her selfe and young ones; for if she
Presume to foare aloft, and in a tree
Shall thinke to hide herselfe, the Haukes quicke eye,
And flying vermine her would soon discrie;
Should she creep in some hollow place ith'ground
To save herselfe from harme, she would be found
By creeping vermine; should she take a flight
Up to the mount, the Hauke still by his might
Would make her fall the greater; should she take
The water for her refuge, it would make
An end of her; should she creep in a bush,
Into the same the nimble dogs would rush,
And pull her out againe; and thus we see
That she from feare and danger is not free:
When as the Hauke is highly entertain'd,
And worthy thought of most to be mantain'd
In Princely houses, and esteemed fit
Upon the hand of some great Lord to fit:
But now observe their ends, and you shall see
That there a greater difference will be;
The Partridge being dead and neatly drest,
With Kings and Princes is in great request,
When as this stinking fowle (as nothing worth)
Unto the dunghill with disdaine's cast forth.
God suffers many times his children here
To be in extreame wants, and as it were
Lost and forsaken, sometimes giving leave
Unto bloud thirsty tyrants to bereave
Them of their lives and livings, so that they,
Not without cause, may with their Master say,
That foxes have their holes, the bird her nest,
Luke 9.58.
But we have not a place wherein to rest,
Or put our heads, but are from place to place
Toss'd like a tennis-ball with great disgrace,
When such as have their minds bent unto ill,
In honour and in wealth doe flourish still:
But now observe their ends well in thy minde,
Esay 65.13, 14.
And thou the godly mans estate shall finde
More to be wish'd;
Psal. 37 37.
the wicked we may see
A while to flourish like a laurell tree,
But so he dies, and suddenly to hell
Is drag'd by divells,
Luke 16
evermore to dwell
In utter darkenesse, and for aye to be
In everlasting paines and misery:
Behold the world's turn'd upside downe with him,
For he that did in worldly pleasure swim,
Must now sustaine an angry Judge his ire,
And ever burne in ever burning fire;
He that was wont to feed on dainty fare,
Now pines away with horror and despaire:
His dainty mouth that relish'd nought at all
But what was sweet, now nothing tastes but gall:
His throat that once did swallow down strong drink,
Is now more full of filth then any sinke:
He that had musick once to please the eare,
Can nothing now but hellish yellings heare,
He that had all things that might please the eye,
Sees nothing now but what may terrifie
Him to behold: he that was wont to have
All pleasant odors that contentment gave
Unto the sense of smelling, now in hell
Can nothing else but noysome savours smell;
He that was deckt with silks, and crown'd with fame,
Is cloth'd with horrour and eternall shame;
He that had many friends, and kinsfolke deare
In time of sicknesse to revive and cheare
His dying heart, salves for his griefe and sore,
Shall weep and howle in hell for evermore,
And shall no comfort, ease nor succour finde,
Nor any friend where to disclose his minde:
He that spent many dayes and nights in vaine,
Would give a world one minute to regaine;
He that was wont to brag and brave it out,
With big and daring words and valour stout,
With thunder threatning words can neither daunt,
Nor with faire speeches hellish fiends inchant;
His feet that nimble were to run and goe,
Cannot convey his soule from endlesse woe;
His hands that once were able to defend
Himselfe, his goods, his neighbour and his friend,
Are now fast bound in everlasting chaines,
And cannot free his soule from endlesse paines:
And last of all, he that did once possesse
All pleasures and delights this wildernesse
Could yeeld to man, is now in such distresse,
That men nor Angells can the like expresse:
He that did once drinke wine and water strong,
A drop of water craves to coole his tongue;
Those pleasures which before he thought most deare,
As daily soule-tormenters now appeare:
Sweet meats require sowre sawce, vain pastimes paine,
Mirth, misery, after fair weather raine;
Hot summers, thunder, lightnings and strange sights,
Cause in the aire, faire dayes oft foulest nights:
The just shall this behold, and feare the Lord,
Prov. 29.16. Psal. 103.15, 16, 17, 18.
And laugh at him, and say with one accord,
Behold the man that made not God his stay,
But trusted in his strength, his muck and clay;
But now observe the upright and the just,
Psal. 119.142.
Which in the Lord at all times put their trust,
For sure the end of such is endlesse peace,
God in the end their comforts will encrease:
Behold poore
Lazarus falls sicke and dies,
And ther's an end of all his miseries:
The case is altred much, for he that lay
At
Dives gate in want, is now for aye
Ev'n with an everlasting Crowne possest,
And ever shall in
Abra'ms bosome rest;
He that at
Dives gate beg'd crums of bread,
And such as from his table fell, is fed
With blessed Angells in that blessed place,
Where he beholds his Maker face to face;
He that a beggar was of petty things,
Is now advanc'd above all earthly Kings:
Then let us be content in
(a) each estate,
And not esteem our selves unfortunate;
When we the wicked and ungodly see
To flourish as it were a lawrell tree,
For sure the just mans poore estate's
(a) worth more
Then the ungodly mans great pompe and store;
Yet ought we not in any case to be
So far content with our estates, that we
Thereby grow carelesse if with plenty blest,
Or desperate in minde, if long opprest
With want and need, for such unpleasant weeds
Not from the spirit, but the flesh proceeds;
If God then give us
(b) peace and happy daies,
Deut. 6.10, 11, 12.
Let us remember evermore to praise
And blesse his holy name, and humbly crave
His blessing on our selves and what we have,
Or else our
(c) health and wealth, our strength & peace,
Will our eternall misery encrease:
Simile. He that hath been halfe pin'd for want of meat,
And comes unto a place where he may eat
His fill, may glut his feeble stomach so
That he thereby more faint and sick shall grow;
So when we, fading-false-conceived pleasures,
Honours, preferment, and all worldly treasures
Embrace with too great and too deep content,
They often prove to us a punishment:
Or if the Lord afflict us any waies
With sicknesse or diseases, that our daies
Grow wearisome to us, yea if he send
The plague so hot amongst us, that one friend
Dare not come to another, if his hand
Bring the devouring sword into our land,
And after that a famine, if he smite
Our soules with pangs of hell, and so affright
Our minds with honour of our sins, that we
Cannot tell where to rest, still
(a) let us be
Gratefull and meek, yet ought we not to stand
Like stocks and stones when God shall lay his hand
Upon us, or our Kingdome, as if we
Did not discerne or feele our misery;
This is no true contentment, but a kinde
Of sottishnesse, or wilfulnesse of minde,
'Tis not enough to say in God we trust,
Though we say well therein, for so we must;
Such thoughts as these must not be entertain'd,
Without we use the meanes by God
(b) ordain'd
To set us free, for this may prove a signe
That we are such as tempt the powers divine:
Let's not in anger then with God dispute,
Nor through despaire in minde grow resolute,
Iames 5.13
But take St.
Iames his counsell whilst we may.
Are we affl cted? Let us humbly pray.
We may in times of trouble and distresse,
Unto the throne of grace have free accesse;
We may with boldnesse to the Lord draw neare,
Heb. 10 19 cap. 4. v. 14, 15, 16.
And crave as many things as we want here,
So that we crave them in that manner still
Which is best pleasing to his holy will:
If grievous troubles long upon us lie,
And God seems for to slight our dolefull crie;
Let us reflect unto our selves, and see
Whether our hearts be humbled, for till we
Returne with contrite spirits,
Num. 21.5. 1 Ioh 1.9. 3 K
[...]g. cap. 8.49. to 50.
[...]am. 3.42, 43, 44. Psal. 66.16, 17, 18.
and confesse
The vildnesse of our sin and wickednesse,
And
(c) stedfastly resolve them to forsake,
God will not heare the prayers which we make;
Simile. The father takes no pleasure or delight
To scourge his tender childe,
Ier. 3 4 5.
so that he might
By faire meanes win him; but if once he finde
In him a stubborne and a wilfull minde,
He will correct him, and correct him till
He does submit himselfe unto his will:
Let not th'afflicted then much daunted be
At the
(a) prolonging of their misery;
Heb 12. 1 2.3.4. Exod. 1.12. Luke 24.26. Acts 14 11.
But be assur'd that God intends by this
To bring their soules unto eternall blisse.
What though thou art afflicted more then all
Thy friends besides? What if the Lord should call
Thee out alone to suffer for his word?
If he a greater measure will afford
Of strength to thee, thou hast small cause to grudge,
Or of his justice rashly for to judge:
Simile. The wise Physitian will not give the childe
The purge the father takes, but one that's milde,
One that may with his tender yeares agree,
And to his nature correspondent be:
The great Physitian of our soules doth know
What we are able best to undergoe;
Psal. 119.72. Psal. 7.10. Rom 8.25. Heb. 4.13.
He knowes the frame and nature of our hearts,
He tries the reines and our most inward parts,
And will not lay his hand on all alike,
Neither at all times with the same rod strike:
One man is crossed in his reputation,
Another in his birth and education;
Parents sometimes are crossed with a childe
That proves a prodigall, and growes so wilde,
That he will not be rul'd doe what they can,
Standing in awe neither of God nor man;
The childe with an ill father, and the wife
With such a husband, that her very life
Seems as a hell on earth, some in their health
By daily sicknesses; some in their wealth
By losse of goods: then
(a) let not mortall men
Dispute, why, where, by whom, what, how, and when
They suffer at Gods hands? But be content
(Sith they have sin'd) to beare the punishment:
Simile The good Physitian will not seek so much
To give his physicke, as the cure of such
As he shall take in hand, and therefore tries
One way at first, if that serve, he applies
No more, but leaves them off;
(b) but if he finde
Much dregs and corrupt matter still behinde,
He useth launcing, cupping, letting bloud,
Yea any way whereby to doe them good;
And if at any time he intermit,
It is because his patients are not fit
By reason of their weaknesse, not that he
Intends to leave them off; and thus we see
God deales with his owne people many times,
In purging them from soule-corrupting crimes;
For when the waies of God we are not taught,
Esay 50
[...].
Nor by the first
(c) crosse profit as we ought,
He either lets it longer on us lie,
Or sends another, though not presently,
Ier. 5.3.6. Esay 9.17.20. Hos. 5.12, 13, 14. Amos 4.6. usque ad 13.
Because we cannot beare it; let's then learne
To profit by our troubles, and discerne
The hand of him that strikes, and for what ends
The Lord unto his children crosses sends;
And when at any time we see his hand
Stretcht out against a City, Towne or Land;
Lam. 3.40.
Let us both search our hearts and waies to see
Wherein we might offend his Majesty,
And so incense his wrath; but we alas
As if it were a trifle let it passe.
We sleep
(a) securely on our sinfull beds,
Till vengeance be powr'd down upon our heads:
We wanting wisdome to discerne aright
The evill
(b) imminent, Gods threatning slight;
Seldome or never doe we take to heart
These sins which justly cause God to depart
From his owne Saints, we doe not understand
Wherefore the Lord in justice plagues our land:
We all are
(c) apt enough to blame the times,
But few or none record their bloudy crimes;
We say the times are bad, and thinke them strange,
But where's the fault, what is't that makes this change?
Esay 59.1.2.3.4. Lam. 3.42 43, 44. Ie e
[...]. 5 25. us
(que) ad finem.
Doubtlesse our crying sins, our great backslidings,
Our scoffing of Religion, and deridings;
Those that with fervent
(d) zeale professe the same,
Though with the losse of life, goods or good name;
Our high-aspiring minds, our great excesse
In
(e) diet and attire, our drunkennesse;
Our swine-like rooting in this muck and mire,
Our
(f) whoredome and inordinate desire;
Our
(g) worshipping false gods, our adoration
Of the true God after a strange fashion;
Our taking of Gods name so oft in vaine,
By sin-procuring words, and oaths prophane;
Our stubbornnesse and disobedience
[...] Pet. 2.13. Exo
[...] 2
[...].
[...]8. Rom. 13.1.2.7.
To
(h) governours, whom with great reverence
We freely ought t'obey in all commands,
That equall with Gods Law and Justice stands;
Our prophanation of that day of
[...]est
Which chiefly God for his owne service blest;
Exod 16 2
[...]. De
[...]t
[...] 12 Exod 20 10.
Our sacriledge, the wounding and the tearing
Our ne
[...]ghbours credits, by false witnesse bearing;
H
[...] 27 us
(que) ad 13.
Our inhumanity, and great
(a) oppressions,
Our getting with injustice great possessions;
Our grinding poore men as it were to dust
For lucre of the world, which mothes and rust
Shall in the end consume; our guile and fraud,
Our usury and theft, our little laud;
Our great contempt of God and Christ in all
His morall and Lawes Evangelicall;
Our tyrannizing o're Gods people here,
As if we were set in a higher sphere
Or regiment a purpose for this end,
When as the God of Justice does intend
That such as are advanc'd to high degree,
Carefull preservers of his flock should be;
That they should helpe the fatherlesse and weak,
And in the poore mans case uprightly speak:
Our
(b) discontentment and ingratitude
Towards the Lord for such a multitude
Of undeserved blessings;
Esay 1.2.5. cap. 4, 5, 6. Ier. 2 5. us
(que) ad 12. Rom. 1.21. us
(que) ad finem.
which ofttimes
We have repaid with most provoking crimes;
These are the loc
[...]sts daughters which St.
Iohn
Notes in his holy Revelation;
Revel 9 7.10.
Who f
[...]ces have as faire as men, but beare
Stings in their tailes; O fly from them and feare.
With sweet embracements iv
[...]e kills the tree,
With vaine delights thy lusts will murther thee:
As
Iacob to his houshold, so speake I
Unto each City, Countrey, Family;
Away with those strange gods that are among you,
Zephan. 1.8 9. Ierem. 5.7 8 9. Esay 5 11.
[...]2. Esay 28.1 2 3. Acts 12.21 22. Esay 6.3, 4, 5.
And change your garments, for these things wil wrong you:
Away with who
[...]edome, drunkennes and pride,
Gods purity cannot such sins abide:
Away with all prophanenesse, filthy talking,
Lust and uncleannesse, all ungodly walking:
For these infect, pollute and much defile
Each house and Countrey, City, Towne and Ile;
Psal 38.18.
For what is past unfainedly be sorry,
And spend your time hereafter to his glory:
Boast not great Britaine of thy force and
(a) might,
1 Sam. 2 9.
It's God that does prepare the hands to fight;
If thou hast great Jehovah on thy side,
Thou need'st not fear thy foes ou
[...]rageous pride;
But if he be against thee, all thy powers,
Psal. 127.1.2.3.
Wel-fortified Cities, Castles, Towers,
Thy multitude of people, store of we
[...]lth,
Bulwarks and walls, thy fortitude and health
Thee cannot save: thy Towers whose lofty roofe
Threaten the Heavens, are not vengeance proofe:
Thou by thy sins hast highly God offended,
And without doubt some evill is intended,
Unlesse thou
(b) meet him by thy true repentance,
And thereby cause him for to change his sentence;
Thy forty dayes have been twice forty yeares,
And yet in mercy God to strike forbeares;
Thee in his bosome he had rather cherish,
2 Pet. 3.9. 1 Sam. 15 26.
Then in thy sins thou should'st for ever perish:
Goe then with speed, thy time no longer spend
In vanities, thy heart in pieces rend;
Thy antick-apish fashions lay aside,
Let sackcloth serve thy nakednesse to hide:
Unfift thy selfe, reforme, returne, repent,
With brinish teares thy bloudy crimes lament;
Repent in dust and ashes, pride must fall,
And if not here, it doubtlesse elsewhere shall;
Thy forces which thou trustest in will faile thee,
Wealth in the houre of death will not availe thee;
About things needlesse trouble not thy braine,
Thy study turne into a better straine:
Wrestle with God
(a) let not thy courage faile,
By earnest suites thou maist at length prevaile:
Goe sue, and sue againe, take no deniall,
Matth 7.7.8. Marke 11.24.
Thou maist obtaine upon a further triall;
To stand upon
(b) deserts it is in vaine,
Then crie for mercy, crie and crie amaine;
Mercy sweet Lord, good Lord, what shall I doe,
For Jesus Christ his sake some mercy show!
My sins are great, thy mercies Lord are greater,
Though I be sinfull, Lord, I am thy creature;
On thy sweet mercy all my hope relies,
To thee my only rock I bend my eies;
Knock at H aven gates as if thou wouldst all break,
Till God to thee a word of comfort speake;
Possesse him with thy sad complaint and griefe,
Give him no rest untill thou findst reliefe,
And if it please him for to heale thy sore,
Lest worse things happen to thee, sin no more.
Iohn 5 14.
But st
[...]y my m
[...]se, hast thou made known thine errant,
According to the tenure of thy warrant?
H
[...]st thou not skipt the sins which are her bane,
F
[...]e thou art out, and must begin againe?
Yet let
prudentia be thy tutor still,
And let
charissa moderate thy quill;
Let not thy passion make thee too austere,
In passing sentence be not too severe:
Choler hath often made me fume and swell,
But I have curb'd it as a fiend of hell;
I would not blaze abroad anothers shame
In hel-hatcht libells that should want a name;
I never did affect to scold or brawle,
As many men have done to purpose small:
Will loftie spirits be out-braved? No:
Reason their stubborne wills must overthrow:
And how shall wit or reason there be found,
Where haire-brain'd choller does so much abound?
Yet on the other side I blame as much
All such as tongue-tide are, and chiefly such
As are in place, and have command to tell
Our
Iuda of her sins, our
Israel
Esay 58.1.
Of her transgressions: these are sicke and weake
In soule and minde, I mean they cannot speake
A plaine or perfect word, or else for feare
They should discountenance the upper sphere,
They with the dog-star will lye hid at noone,
And when they barke it will be at the moone:
You know my meaning, well, I cannot stay
To make it plaine, but in conclusion say,
Were not their words so eaven we should see
That many men by odds would better be:
Here's
(a) Scyll
[...] and
Charybdis, shall I shun
The danger of the one, and headlong run
Upon the other? No, it were far better
That in my horn-booke I knew not a letter:
I'le
(b) looke before I leap, yea and before
Ile run upon such rocks, I'le keep on shore;
Then my best way as I suppose will be
To have recourse unto my Geometry,
And to this brain-sick study bend my minde,
Betweene these two extreams a meane to finde;
Which if I doe, I'le take my rule and square,
And compasse too, and then I need not care
What malice can invent; nor need I feare
To view the Zenith of the upper sphere:
Some for my
(a) paines perhaps may call me foole,
And say it were more fit I went to schoole
To learne my Accidence, then to relate
The misdemeanours of so high a State:
I must confesse full loath I am to enter,
And yet my vow compells me for to venture;
Yet I will have my rule and compasse by me,
That if in malice any should belie me,
Such demonstration I may draw at large
As ever shall an honest minde discharge:
Yea by this rule I'le draw my lines so squarely,
And cypher out these evill times so fairely,
That in conclusion they shall answer make,
It's very true, it is but our mistake:
Thus having made my way, I will begin
To name and to an
[...]tomize each sin:
Injustice and oppression shall be first,
Injustice, and Oppression.
For these alone will make a land accurst:
We were of late to such disorders growne,
That what we had we scarce could call our owne:
Monopolists, and new found tricks in store,
To make the Common-wealth both bare and poore;
But blessed be the Lord we are befriended,
Herein we see the matter well amended:
Our hearts are growne luke-warme, yea and stone cold,
There's scarce a man alive that dare be bold
To speake the truth, for feare he should offend
His noble Patron, Parish or deare friend:
Some with the Gergesites their hogs prefer
Before their sweet Redeemer; others are
With
Demas too too prone Christ to forsake,
And for their part this present world to take.
This hellish charret tearmed avarice,
Covetousnesse.
Runs swiftly on foure wheels of sin and vice:
Faint courage, greedy-griping, churlishnesse,
Contempt of God, of death forgetfulnesse:
The horses drawing it are chiefly two,
Greedy to catch, and loath for to forgoe:
The carter driving it; desire to have
The whip held in one hand, is called save;
The reine i'th other, stoppage; and the road
Wherein he drives is pleasing,
(a) smooth and broad:
The footmen running by are chiefly three,
Envie, deceit, and grosse hypocrisie:
The journies end is everlasting woe,
For to the pit of hell we headlong goe,
Unlesse the Lord of his preventing grace
Block up our way, and crosse us in our race:
What is the cause the childe does so desire
To see the death of his indulgent fire,
That he can neither wait on Gods good pleasure,
Nor yet with patience stay his fathers leasure?
But if he have not one thing or another,
He grows sicke of the father or the mother?
What is the cause that there is so much strife
Between the husband and his lawfull wife,
Who ought to have one heart, one will and
(a) minde?
What is the cause so many are inclin'd
Closely to filch and steale one from the other,
With fraud and guile such things as they can smother?
What made that cursed cative to betray
His loving Master, sure the love of clay?
Mat. 26.15.
Quid dabitis? O cursed avarice,
Which the Apostle tearms the root of vice!
What makes the Judge
(b) the poor mans cause neglect,
And with such reverence the rich respect?
The clinch-fists Lawyers mouth is closely shut,
Till in his hand a fee his client put;
And after that his cause shall have no end
Whilst he hath land to sell, or coine to spend:
And thus with tricks and shifts, and strange delaies,
They wealthy grow by other mens decaies:
And to requite the Divell for his shifts,
They give their soules to him for new-yeares gifts.
The sacrilegious
(c) patron robs Christs Spouse,
Sacriledge.
The holy Church, to furnish his owne house:
The cruell Land-lord racks his rent so high,
That he racks out his tenants hearts thereby.
The Tradesmen playing upon poore mens needs,
In raising of his prices, much exceeds,
Cruelty and deceit.
Or by false weights, or insufficient wares
The Countrey man beguiles, cheats and insnares:
Some Barber Surgeons as I have been told,
Will oft prolong a cure for love of gold;
For if perchance one fall into their hands
That hath good store of money, goods or lands,
Their hearts consent to make of him a prey,
Their heads invent, how in what friendly way
They their intent may bring to passe, and seem
Such, as they would the world should them esteem,
And that of them men might not judge amisse,
They use some complementing way as this,
Which I will briefly unto you relate,
That honest men their knavery may hate:
Y'are very welcome, Sir, boy reach a chaire,
A cushion too, and fetch a cup of beere,
This Gentleman and I may drinke a cup
Before his sores we venture to rip up:
Oh art thou com'd, 'tis well, where is thy dame?
In bed, now fie upon her, fie for shame!
These City dames minde nothing but their ease,
Run quickly (sirrah) to her for her keyes;
Come cut a toast and wash a pot, and fill
Me a full cup: Sir, with heart and good will
I drinke to you; I thanke you honest friend,
And I would pledge you would it not offend
The humour of my leg; you need not feare
To drinke a cup or two of such milde beer;
Boy, fill him up his cup, I dare presume
Into his leg this beer will never sume:
Now in the name of God, Sir, when you will,
I shall be ready to improve my skill;
I feare you have conceal'd your griefe too long,
And thereby done your selfe the greater wrong;
Turne but your chaire more fully to the light,
And what it is I will resolve you right:
Oh heavens! what a malady is here,
I vow 'tis ten times worse then I did feare:
To meddle with it I am halfe afraid,
Yet, Sir, I pray you be not you dismaid:
You may be sure I'le do the best I can,
And I can do as much as any man;
Yet for my part I will assure you this,
As yet I do not know what sore it is;
But be it what it will or can, I feare
It scarcely will be heal'd in halfe a yeare:
Well, to be briefe, he takes in hand this sore,
And seemes for aid the heavens to implore;
But note their knavery, for when they please,
They can asswage their paine, and give them ease;
Perhaps this monster is six months and more
In healing of some ordinary sore,
And sometimes makes him better, sometimes worse,
According as he finds him strong in purse:
For if he find the yellow humor stay,
With speed he takes his corrosive away,
And in a weeke or two will heale it more,
Then he had done in twice six weekes before.
I might speake more at large, and somewhat say
Of such Physitians as incline this way,
But they by this may see their owne disease,
And cure themselves, if that their worships please.
The cursed Usurer (that biting thiefe)
From others labours gets his whole reliefe,
Ʋsurie.
And for this truth as well by night as day,
Christ in his members closely does betray,
Not with What will you give me? but commands
Eight in the hundred at his debters hands;
Let him be rich, or of a meane estate,
He will not lose a penny of the rate,
Before he will do so, his greedy hands
Shall seise upon his body, goods, and lands;
Some of this sort in theft theeves far exceed,
Prov. 6 30.
For oftentimes they steale but for their need;
Yea, some are worse then
Iudas in this kind,
Iudas betraying Christ but once, we find:
Iudas struck with remorse, desires to pay
His mony backe, these oftentimes betray
Christ in his members, and have hearts so hard,
That they no honest course of life regard;
They care not so they get but muck and mire,
And satisfie their lust, and fond desire;
Though they their Lord and Master Jesus sell,
And damne themselves unto the pit of hell;
Nay, shall I say that some are worse then hell,
Should I say so, the truth I should but tell;
Hell and the divell torment only those
That unto God and godlinesse are foes;
These good and bad; hell, none before they die;
These, while they live in want and miserie.
Vanitie of youth and old age.
We are growne vaine in words, in thoughts and deeds,
With vaine conceits each man his fancie feeds;
Some in the aire build-Castles, and suppose
True honour chiefly to subsist in showes:
Old doting Misers are most prone to crave,
When they should have their minds upon the grave;
As if they thought true happinesse and blisse,
Was not in worth equivalent with this;
We may admire it, yet it is no wonder,
Sith that their thoughts have ever been kept under:
The yonger sort of each sex and degree,
Make this their care that they from cares be free;
Therefore their minds and wits are ever bent,
To find out sports, and pastimes, to prevent
The melancholy humour; for say they,
In such the divell beares the greatest sway;
Hang care and sorrow, saies mad-braines, for that
My father spend-all said would kill a cat;
Fill me the tother pipe, and tother pot,
What, shall I spare that which I never got?
Lightly it came, and lightly it shall goe,
By others gaines I will not wealthie grow;
E're this estate be gone, some friend or other
Will leave the world, and give me such another;
Lets
(a) eat and drinke our fills whilst we have health,
In sicknesse who can take delight in wealth?
God knowes what may become of our estates
When we are gone, who knowes at what low rates
Land may be sould
(b) e're long? well, to prevent
Such doubts and feares, let's freely give consent
To make our selves as merry as we can,
For what is life more then a blast or span?
And therefore will you sin? rash youth take heed,
If life be fraile and brittle, there's more need
Of watchfulnesse and care, how can you hope
For life eternall? when you give such scope
Unto your lawlesse lusts? what, do you thinke,
That at your follies God will ever winke?
Esay 30.13, 14. 2 Pet. 39.
No, no, besure
(c) God will you call at last,
To give account for what is done and past;
And whil'st you strive
(d) Charybdis for to shun,
You to your ruine upon Scylla run;
The melancholy humor.
For though your passage please you very well,
The haven at which you shall arrive is hell:
I cannot but admire to see how some,
As if no death or judgement were to come,
Will pawn their very soules the world to win,
As if they thought true blisse to be therein.
For want of understanding, some
(a) men thinke,
If they can eate good meate, and drinke good drinke,
Afford to take tobacco, drinke rich sacks,
And for to put rich raimenton their backs,
Then they are well, and we say more then this,
When as we say such cannot doe amisse;
Alas poore silly men, you in conclusion,
Will find the world to be a meere delusion,
When death appeares your wealth will not availe you,
Your stomacks and your palates both will faile you;
Those meats and drinks which pleas'd you best of all,
Will be as bitter to your taste as gall,
Your crazie bodies will be sore and tender,
Sicknesse will make your joynts so weake and slender,
That rich attire will then torment you more,
Then ever it did please you heretofore.
Some thinke if they can get a faire estate,
And put their wares off at a handsome rate,
Be it by lying,
(b) theft, deceit, or worse,
Then they are happy men, although the curse
Of God and man be upon them and theirs;
And to our view a
(c) reason hence appeares,
Why many great and faire estates are brought
So oft and soone to little or to nought:
Alas poore man, I pitty much thy case,
And wish that God may give thee better grace;
What art thou better for a golden mine,
If that a
(d) curse be upon thee and thine?
Leave off this evill course of life, and pray
God to forgive thy faults, and not to lay
This to thy childrens charge, repent in time
Of this thy crying crimson colour'd crime:
Hereafter let thy chiefest care be this,
To make thy selfe and them true heires of blisse:
Some place their happinesse in lofty Towers,
In walks and gardens, deckt with dainty flowers;
The vanity of mens minds.
In orchards some, and some in spatious grounds,
In cards and dice some, some in hawks and hounds;
In horses some, and some in cocks and bulls,
Some in their whores, some in their drunken guls;
Some in a tennis Court, and some in bowles,
And some to range abroad at night like owles
To take the aire, or else to seek their prey,
You know my meaning take it either way:
Some take delight in making foolish Plaies,
Others to act them; some spend all their daies
In foolish vanities, untill at last
The golden times of Gods free grace be past:
What comfort will it be to thee to thinke
That thou hast eat good meat, and drunke good drink?
That thou hast had the world as in a string,
And didst command thy tenants as a King
To doe thee service? Yea what comfort can
All earthly pleasures yeeld to any man
When pale and grim-fac'd death shall wound his heart,
And very soul with his al-slaying dart?
Thou tookest great delight in hawks and hounds,
To finde out sport, to range about thy grounds;
The vanity of worldly pleasures.
But sicknesse now hath brought thy head so low,
That for a world one step thou canst not goe;
Thy head is weake, and noise thy temples wounds,
What pleasure hast thou now in yelling hounds?
Alas I know they but torment thy minde,
Therein thou canst small ease or comfort finde!
But in what state now lies thy silly soule?
Alas I cannot but thy case condole!
Now thou hast ceas'd thy nimble hounds to follow,
And canst not heare thy huntsmen whoop or hollow:
Yea when thy paine through sicknesse most abounds,
Death will prevent thee with a packe of hounds;
I meane distracting cares, thoughts, doubts and feares,
Whose hellish yellings shall be in thy eares
As long as thou hast life: but is that all?
No, still, as if thy torments were too small:
Conscience as huntsman comes in with a crew
Of cruell bloudy hounds, which will pursue
Thy fainting soule with so much force and might,
As if they had forgot to doe thee right:
No breathing space, no law (as huntsmen say)
Thou must expect, and for to flie away
It is in vaine; for it hath been debated,
Whilst thou art living they will not be rated:
But will thy death give them content? O no,
To judgement they with thee along will goe;
And never thinke themselves for to be well,
Till thou and they with hel-hounds meet in hell:
But will they let thee be at rest there? No,
They daily will augment thy endlesse woe;
Those very dogs which thou hast choisely bred,
And at thy table plentifully fed,
Will surly grow, and flie up at thy face,
Unto thy finall horrour and disgrace;
And as regardlesse of thy paines and groanes,
Will daily gnaw upon thy flesh and bones:
Object. But some may say how should this come to passe?
We read in Judges how that
Balaams Asse
Did check his master, and we know right well
That dogs did lick the bloud of
Iezabel
When she was dead, but that these dogs should strive
To eat their master, yea and that alive,
Yea and dogs that were daily fully fed,
And lodg'd with him upon a feather bed;
Of such a slaughter I have never heard
That dogs their master should so ill reward:
Answ. Their master, dost thou say? Had it been so,
They had not brought him to this shame and woe;
To all the world it might have been a wonder
If he had sought in time to keep them under;
But seeing he permitted them to reigne,
It is not strange; but you may say againe
That they were still well kept, 'tis very true,
And hereupon this evill did ensue;
For had those dogs (I mean his raging lusts)
Been (as we say) kept short with scraps and crusts;
Had they been kept but at an under rate,
They had not brought him unto this estate
Of misery and woe; well, then from hence
I may infer one use of consequence:
If earthly pleasures cannot long remaine,
And after end in everlasting paine;
If they have been abus'd, let me advise
You that have faulty been, now to be wise,
From vaine delights your mindes and fancies weane
From the extreame
(a) excesse thereof I mean;
I know some pastimes
(b) lawfull are and good
Both to preserve the health and cleanse the bloud,
And how they will both soule and body make
More fit and ready for to undertake
Pious and holy works; but when men will
Their extreame raging fleshly lusts fulfill,
And take no care whither their souls shall goe,
Needs must their pastimes end in endlesse woe:
Others there are vainer then these by ods,
The vanity and folly of idolaters.
And such are they that bow to senselesse gods,
To graven images of wood or brasse,
To carved stones, to pictures wrought in glasse;
O foolish folke, is this the sum and scope
Of your religion, confidence and hope?
Out of the
(a) Scriptures were you ever taught
Deut. 6.13 14. Deut. 8 1. Exod 20 5
[...]l. 96 5 6 7▪8 9.
To serve and worship what your hands have wrought?
So void of humane reason can you be
As to conceive a senselesse stone or tree
Subject to rottennesse, should be a God,
When underfoot the same is daily trod?
Where is your warrant then, faith is not sound
Which is not built upon a steady ground?
You say, you have it from your honest Friars,
Beleeve them not, they have been alwaies liars:
What are their legends, but a masse of lies?
Cobwebs for to intangle butterflies:
You may have many gods, and many gawds,
You must use beads, and so you may your bawds;
You may use murther, theft, yea and what not?
Sith all shall be forgiven and forgot;
If to your ghostly
(b) father you confesse
How, where, when, and with whom you did transgresse:
Is this Religion true? How can it be?
Falshood and truth could never yet agree;
Your ground is false you much mistake the marke,
Grea
[...] is their fault who keep you in the darke:
The word of God, the only ground of faith,
The perfect rule of true Religion faith,
Thou sha
[...]t not kill,
Exod 20 4.
attempt how dare you then
To murther Kings you bloudy minded men?
Out of the Scriptures can you bring good reasons
To justifie rebellions, murthers, treasons?
What rule or warrant have you there to pray
To stocks and stones, does not the
(a) Scripture say,
Exod 2
[...].1. Luke 5 21. 3 Kings 8.39 40.
God is the Lord thy God, and him alone
Thou shalt adore, no Saint, no
(b) stocke or stone;
Esay 19 20. Ps. 50 15 76 11. Iude 24 25. 1 Sam. 25 34. Esay 64 6.
In
c) merits why doe you such trust repose?
How oft he does offend his God who knowes?
Be not deluded by your silly Friars,
Let God be true,
(d) and let your Priests be liars;
Rom 83.4.
And some bewitched with a hellish pride
The yoake of government will cast aside;
And for this cause in part I feare the hand
Of great Jehovah is upon our land;
Object. But some may say, it is not without cause,
As snares and scourges some inflict our lawes;
And it is time to stir, for if these might
But have their wills, where should we seek for right?
Answ. Unto the Lord of hosts, who only can
Asswage the rage and raging might of man;
For we are told in holy Writ,
Psal. 103.6. Heb. 10.34.
that when
We seeke to vindicate our selves,
(e) we then
Dishonour and affront the Lord, therefore
When tyrants rage, let's God for aid implore:
The misbehaviour and incivill cariage of women.
Yet I have one thing more to doe, that's this,
To shew wherein some women do amisse;
A taske too hard for me who only have
So small an insight, let the wife and grave
Then speake in their behalfe as they have found them,
For open hear-say I am loath to wound them;
Much I have read, and much I have been told,
But what I've seen to speake I may be bold;
Women are rebells, yet I meane not all,
But such as love to scold, to fight and brawle,
Such as do strive the scepter for to sway,
Such as would have their husbands to obey;
But are these matrons, monsters I thinke rather
A brood of hell, the Divell is their father?
I speake not this so much in their disgrace
(For I my selfe perhaps if in their place)
Should faulty be herein, as for to shame
Men, that have been and are herein too blame;
For did not men on women so much doat,
They would not be so oft cast over boat;
For if they get a man upon the hip,
O they will goe neare to get the master-ship!
Men must doe this or that, or they will brawle,
Men must be rul'd, and they must governe all;
Men must as slaves be subject to their wives,
Or they will make them weary of their lives;
I would men wiser were, for in conclusion,
This great disorder will bring great confusion:
Man ought to love, the woman to obey,
Ephes. 5 22. 1. Pet. 3.1.
Man may command, she should entreat and pray;
Man is as head, the woman as the heart,
The head we grant to be the upper part;
Where is thy wit? O head, where are thy brains
That as thy head thy heart thus rules and reignes?
Where is thy courage thou faint-hearted snaile
That thou pluck'st in thy horns if heart but raile;
Abuse of mercy.
Some (rather wormes then men) conceited elves
In hope of
(a) mercy oft delude themselves:
It matters not, say they, what Prophets say,
We hope to morrow will be as to day;
Amos 6.3.4.
The Lord is just, yet mercifull and
(b) good,
And one that takes no pleasure in our bloud:
Will he that made us, damne us? Surely no,
Wisd. 11.24.25.
He made us that he might us show;
O brutish man, will not you understand,
Till you stand under his revenging hand?
Will you not feare untill you feel his rod?
Why doe you thinke so slenderly of God?
Be well advis'd,
Eccl. 12.13. Psal. 50.22. Esay. 27.21.
and for a truth this know
That God is sure, although to anger slow;
And that abuse of mercy will augment
Thy everlasting paines and punishment:
I cannot but much wonder for to see
How some will stand upon their pedigree,
And to their predecessors worth lay claime
When by foule vices they disgrace the same:
The charge of many soules some rashly take,
And after little or no conscience make
How they are fed,
Slothfulnesse in Clergimen.
so they but feed the purse
They care not though their flock grow worse & worse:
They feast, and powre downe wine in silver bowles,
And in the meane time starve the peoples soules;
Some thinke it once a month they can prepare
Themselves to preach, that it is very faire;
I wonder how this blockishnesse should be
In such as should foresee, see, oversee;
It is against Religion, sense and reason,
That such as should preach in and out of season,
Should thinke a Sermon once a quarter well,
When as
(a) each day they teach the way to hell:
We oft Gods holy name and day prophane
By idle words and works, and pastime vaine;
In seaven daies the Lord requres but one,
We by our deeds replie he shall have none;
Our hearts are so bewitcht with gaine and pleasure,
Prophanation of the Sabbath day.
That in seven yeares we scarce can be at leasure
To serve the Lord, nay I may boldly say,
In seaventy yeares some scarce give God a day;
Some had much rather labour, drinke, or play,
Then go to church, to heare, to read, and pray;
Some will be looking to their shops and trades,
Some walking in the fields with pretty maids,
Some in a taverne, baudihouse, or worse,
Some waiting in by-places for a purse,
Some in the streets, some sitting at their doores,
Some in a pockie-alehouse with their whores,
For pleasure some, who little conscience make,
Journeies on purpose on this day will take;
Yea some bold vassalls of this hellish breed,
Will say the better day, the better deed:
O foolish man, how darst thou thus prophane
That day which God did purposely ordaine
For his owne use and service? dost thou thinke,
Because the Lord seemes for a while to winke
At this, and such foule sins, that therefore he
Unto a reckning will not
(b) summon thee;
Thy selfe delude not with such vaine conceits,
God is most just in promises and threats,
Thou and the remnant of this hellish crew,
Shall to your torments one day find it true:
Some scoffe at good men, and slight true devotion,
As if it were a hindrance to promotion;
Scoffing at religion.
If in a towne there shall be found a man
Strict in his life, he's tearm'd a puritan:
If he so loath his sinnes, as to inforce
Himselfe unto a more religious course,
Then most men will or do, he shall be blam'd,
Hated of most, contemn'd, revil'd, misnam'd.
Object. But you may say, some are more nice then wise,
There is a sect too
(a) pure in their owne eies:
Answ. It may be so, well, grant this to be true,
Yet dare you then condemne all for a few?
Because some overshoot the marke, shall we
Shoot halfe the way? because that from a tree
Some evill and superfluous branches shoote,
Shall we in anger cut it up by th'root?
There ever was, is, and for time to come,
In church and common weale there will be some
Of this and other sects, yet we are sure,
That towards God we cannot be too pure:
Where shall our wicked
(b) Michols then appeare,
Who never would Christs wedding garment weare?
How can or dare they looke him in the face,
Whom in his Saints they sought thus to disgrace;
The throne of God is pure, needs must it then
A torment be to all ungodly men.
Object. But some may say, they onely make a
(c) show,
What's in their hearts, the Lord above doth know.
Answ. Tis true, God only knowes, how dare you then
Presume to judge, you sinfull sonnes of men?
Answer. But grant there should be such, shall we therefore
Because they play the cheater, play the whore?
Shall we Religion and our God forsake,
Because some men no better conscience make?
Because that some doe from their first love fall,
Shall we condemne and rashly censure all?
We should be like to God our heav'nly Father,
Who out of love and tendernesse had rather
Spare many that are
(a) faulty many waies,
Then one condemne which his decree obeyes:
Because the Doctor followes not the way
Which he prescribes for others, shall we say
That physicke is not good? or that because
Some Lawyers are corrupt, thinke ill of Lawes?
Because some hel-hounds in excesse will drinke,
Shall we the worse of Gods good creatures thinke?
Because like beasts some make themselves with wine,
Shall we despise the sweetnesse of the vine?
Because
(b) through folly some will goe astray,
Shall we the fault upon Religion lay?
Indeed this is the folly of our times,
The father of a many wicked crimes;
For were not godlinesse so out of da
[...]e,
We should not prize vice at so high a rate:
But some perhaps may say, it matters not
What bablers say, a fooles bolt is soon shot:
Soone shot, say ye? I could speake more at large,
But loath I am to give the other charge;
For feare my Canons should recoile, or hurt
Your sense of hearing at her loud report;
But upon this we will not long dispute,
But rather to the throne of grace make sute,
That such disorders as have brought disgrace
Upon our Church, and Common-weales sweet face
May be reform'd; and that each man and woman
Unto more holy lives themselves may summon,
And not so ready be to lay the fault
On other men, when they themselves do halt;
For this I say, and dare affirme the same,
(Though great ones for the most part beare the blame,
As they are rods and scourges in Gods hand)
It is our sins for which he plagues our land;
For had our hearts been pious towards God,
And loyall to the King, had that been trod
Under our feet that rules both heart and head,
No such disorders could have ever bred
In Church and Common-weal; well, since we know
Our sicknesse and our cure, to God let's goe
With humble hearts, and crave his helpe and aid,
Who of a Chaos earth and heaven made;
Yea let us goe, and that without delay
Unto his throne, and in this manner pray:
Thou great Jehovah that dost all things frame,
And by thy providence dost rule the same;
Create in us new hearts, new thoughts and waies,
And bring in order these disorder'd daies:
With griefe of heart we cannot, Lord, but speak,
We are in ev'ry part both sicke and weak,
And whither should we goe but unto thee,
Hosea 6.1, 2, 3. Deut. 32.39. 1 Kings 2.6 7, 8, 9.
Who hast a salve for every malady?
Lord heare and heale us for thy mercy sake,
For unto thee alone our moane we make;
Lord give us grace to loath and leave our errors,
Left in thy wrath thou multiply our terrors:
God as a loving father hath we know,
Anno, 1588.
Gi'vn warnings to us many yeares agoe,
We fairely warned were in
(a) eightie eight,
When we were brought int' such a narrow strait,
That had not Gods right hand found out a way
For us to scape, we had without delay
And mercy, been destroy'd, since this his hand
Hath mightily upheld our sinfull land,
For had not God of his preventing grace,
And goodnesse toward us, our stock and race,
That hellish plot of
Gowries brought to light,
That feasting day had wrought a dolesome night:
Anno, 1605.
Another warning we may well remember;
Was given to us the fift day of November,
When those blood-thirsty Papists did conspire,
The house of Parliament to set on fire,
And that at such a time, in such an houre,
As they without all mercy might devoure
The royall King, and Nobles of the land,
To give themselves a soveraigne command,
And to effect this hellish plot, great care
And paines they tooke, the great ones did not spare
Purses, nor persons, but as slaves fast bound
To doe the divell service, they were found
To worke at under-rates, to take what pay
Might follow this most execrable way:
The pit was dig'd, and we brought to the brim
Ready to fall, they aloft to swim,
Supported with bulrushes of vaine hope,
What great applause they should gaine from the Pope,
The divels Vicar, and how much it might
Enlarge their freedome, but God that gives light
In midst of darknesse did their plots disclose,
Unto the admiration of all those
That were then present, or should after heare
By their forefathers, how once England were
So undermin'd, that had not Gods right hand
Upheld the props and pillars of the land,
Psal. 124.
False hearted Papists, had soone brought us all
Into great bondage, servitude, and thrall;
But blessed be the Lord, may England say,
Which no time hath us given as a prey
Unto their bloody teeth; yea, blessed be
His holy name to all eternitie;
We as a bird escap'd the fowlers grin,
And they themselves were
(a) justly caught therein,
Iob. 4.8. Psal. 27.2.
And yet we have not turn'd to him aright,
Nor done the thing that's pleasing in his sight:
His bow against us hath
(b) been lately bent,
Anno, 1602.
Into our chiefest Cities he hath sent
The plague and pestilence, and feares of dearth,
Of late strange inundations of the earth,
Anno, 1640.
Great threats of civill warrs, which God above
Prevent for his great mercy sake and love:
Anno, 1641. 1642.
I cannot tell what some wish, think, or say,
But I am sure this is the ready way
To mangle, overthrow and ruinate,
The good and welfare both of church and state;
For should such bloody times in England come,
We might well feare a dreadfull day of doome;
To us hath God his faithfull Prophets sent,
To give us warning of the punishment,
For which our bloudie sinnes aloud do crie,
For our offending of his Majestie;
But we not liking of their heavie newes,
Have not refrain'd them strangely to abuse;
Unto our shames we cannot but confesse
We have been oft convinc'd of wickednesse,
As how our sins if we did not repent,
And turne in time, would not alone prevent
All hope of mercy and of future grace,
But bring our soules to that infernall place,
Where we should evermore tormented be
In everlasting chaines of misery;
And yet the Lord we have not truly sought,
Nor hereby been instructed as we ought;
We therefore justly may expect the sword,
Amos 8.11.
A famine not of bread, but of the word:
Let it be our chiefe wisdome then betimes
To meet the Lord, let us confesse our crimes;
Unto his throne let us appeale this day
With contrite hearts, and in this manner pray:
Thou mighty God of Gods, thou King of Kings,
The maker and disposer of all things,
Dispose so of our hearts, mindes, thoughts and waies,
That we may evermore set forth thy praise;
We must confesse, O Lord, unto our shame,
But to the glory of thy dreadfull name,
That we too often have provok'd thine ire,
And caus'd thy wrath to burne as hot as fire,
By our abuse of mercy and of grace,
That thou migthst justly make our dwelling place
And chiefest Cities desolate and void,
And without mercy let us be destroi'd
From off the earth; yea thou mightst justly take
Thy blessed Candlesticke away, and make
Us live in darkenesse, because thou hast sent
The light into the world, with this intent
That we the path and way might cleerly see
That lead to life eternall; but still we
In ignorance have taken more delight
Then in beholding of thy blessed light;
All things which thou hast made doe stand in awe
Of thee their Maker, and by natures law
Observe their course and order, yea and praise
Thy holy name according to their waies:
But man whom thou hast made all things to rule
Knowes not his Maker, as the oxe or mule
Their owner, or their Masters crib; therefore
Thou might'st ev'n in thy fury give us o're
To our owne waies; and cause us to become
Like stocks and stones which are both deaf and dumb;
We have receiv'd such mercies at thy hands
As thou hast not bestow'd on other lands;
With Angells food we have been daily fed,
Unto thy selfe, O Lord, thou hast us wed;
But we like harlots have thee quite forsaken,
And for our guides our owne devices taken;
So that shouldst thou us suddenly divorce,
We must confesse thy justice upon force:
Great plenty thou hast giv'n us many years,
And freed our hearts from terrifying fears
Of forraine and domestick enemies,
Yea thou hast slaine our foes before our eies;
But we hereby thinking our selves cock-sure
Have grown so carelesse, wanton and secure,
That we have quite forgotten thee our God,
So that shouldst thou now scourge us with the rod
Of war and want we could not but confesse,
That we by reason of our wickednesse
Have justly this deserv'd; yea ten times more,
Should thou in justice Lord with us quit score;
So that our mouthes are stopt in our defence,
We cannot speake a word of consequence;
But to thy mercy we our selves betake,
And humbly thee beseech for Christ his sake,
Thy people whom thou hast redeem'd to spare,
That so thou maist unto the world declare
That thou art good to Israel, thy deare
And faithfull Spouse, and to all such as fear
And worship thee; let not wilde boares destroy
Thine heritage, let not the fox annoy
Thy pasture-sheep, let not the vineyard fade,
Or be laid waste, which thy right hand hath made;
Let not fat Buls of Basan with their horns,
Nor ramping Lions, Tygers, Unicornes,
Have any leave from thee to hurt the same,
For honour of thy great and dreadfull name;
Refresh it with the dewes of thy good grace,
That it may fructifie, and grow apace;
So underprop it by thy mighty hand,
That in the greatest storms it firme may stand;
Let thine own arme so fence it round about,
That it may flourish all the world throughout;
That Cedars strong and tall, and mountaines high,
And such small shrubs which in the vallies lie;
In time of scorching heat, when as the sun
In
Leo shall begin his course to run,
May shade themselves under thy well spred vine,
Till he to
Virgo passe, a milder signe;
Thou that upon the heavens high dost ride,
Thou that sits at the sterne our ship to guide,
Now in these last, these worst, and evill daies,
Guide thou our sliding feet into the waies
Of peace and; truth thou that in safety keepes
Thy chosen flock, O thou that never sleepes,
Nor slumbers, now with speed thy truth defend,
And from thy holy hill some succour send;
All power is in thy hand, declare the same,
That heathen men may magnifie thy name,
Let not O Lord, those that seeke to betray
Thy holy ones, have any cause to say
Where is the God become that should you save,
Who will deliver you now from the grave?
O thou that causest hills like wax to melt,
Defend thy Sion wherein thou hast dwelt
So many yeares, thou that dost dwell on high,
Against thy foes thy selfe now magnifie;
Let not the tares and weeds destroy the wheat,
Let not devouring catterpillars eate
Thy pleasant fruite, we cannot but confesse,
With griefe of heart, thy crops grow lesse and lesse;
But stinking weeds encrease and flourish so,
That shortly they thy crop will overgrow,
Unlesse for honour of thy name, with speed
Thou wilt vouchsafe O Lord, the same to weed;
O deale not with us after our deserts,
Nor after the uprightnesse of our hearts:
What would become of sinfull, mortall man,
If thou his sinfull life shouldst strictly scan?
If thou shouldst marke what we have done amisse,
Who could expect to reape eternall blisse?
Psal. 78.13, 14.
Thou that in Zoan by thy mighty hand
Couldst so divide the seas, that on drie land
Our forefathers might passe, canst also heale
The breaches of our Church and Common-weale;
Our land's divided, and divided so,
That we amongst our selves can hardly know
Whom we may safely trust, which makes all those
Which doe thee and thy word of truth oppose,
As chiefly Papists, to rejoyce and say,
Ha, ha; so, so; there goes the game away:
Thou mightst in justice, Lord, we doe confesse
Us of our lives and livings dispossesse;
Thou mightst deprive us of the meanes of grace,
And from beholding of thy blessed face;
And give us up into such Heathens hands,
For ever to remaine in cruell bands
Of slavery and thraldome, because we
Have broke our covenant so oft with thee:
Yet Lord, now in our need some pity take,
Ev'n for thy mercy, truth and promise sake;
Thou hast (we know) been mercifull indeed
To
Israel, yea thou hast
Iacobs seed
Restor'd from thraldome; yea, O God, we finde
In holy Writ, thou blott'st out of thy minde
All their misdeeds, and heinous wickednesse,
Whereby they did thy holy Laws transgresse;
Thou didst asswage thy wrath, and mitigate
Thine anger towards them; yea in a state
Of happinesse didst seat them, so that they
Might be a people unto thee for aye;
O let thy people in this sinfull land
Such mercies finde, O Lord, now at thy hand:
Turne us, O God o
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Our evill waies, which unto heaven call
For vengeance on us, let thine anger cease,
And from all hellish thraldome so release
Our bodies and our soules, that still we may
With freedome magnifie thee day by day;
Vengeance, O Lord, doth properly belong
Unto thy Majesty; revenge the wrong
That hath been, and now is done unto thee
By such as hate thy truth in sanctity;
O judge of all the world, thy selfe exalt
Against all such as would thy truth assault!
Let not the wicked, and the worldly wise
Over thy faithfull people tyrannize;
Let not false-hearted Papists, who conspire
The ruine of thy Church, have their desire;
Let Superstition and Idolatry
Like to a rotten hedge for ever be
Trod underfoot, let merit-mongers all
Be like a rotten house, and tottering wall;
Give not the soule, Lord, of thy Turtle Dove
Unto the Beast, remember in thy love
And tender mercies, such as are opprest
By wicked men, or any way distrest;
Thy faithfull covenant consider well,
For they are cruell that on earth now dwell;
The shepheard seeks to fleece his flock, the lambe
Growes ravenous and woolvish to her dam;
The bird the nest where she was hatcht bewraies,
Iudas his Master cunningly betraies;
Behold but how the wicked thee defame,
And how the foolish folke blaspheme thy name;
Arise, arise, and thine owne cause maintaine,
For thou hast said the helpe of man is vain;
Why dost thou sit as one that's fast asleepe?
Why is thy wrath so hot against thy sheepe?
Thinke on thy congregations, and behold
Those places which thou hast possest of old;
But above all the rest, remember well
Mount Sion, wherein thou was wont to dwell;
Let not the foolish laugh thy Saints to scorne,
Nor let the wicked man lift up his horne,
In sunder break their hornes, but raise on high
The horns of such as serve thee faithfully.
Confound them in their wicked plots with shame,
That daily labour to obscure thy name;
Cast downe those mighty mountaines, which oppose
Thee in thy waies, but let O Lord, all those
That wish well unto Sion, firmely stand
As Cedar trees in this our realme and land;
O let thy Gospell flourish in despite
Of such, as most abhorre thy sacred light,
And for this end, we humbly thee desire,
The hearts of all our rulers to inspire
With so much wisedome, and soule-saving grace,
That they may daily labour to deface
All superstitious worship, and advance
Thy blessed word and sacred ordinance;
Thy jugdement Lord upon the King bestow,
Thy righteousnesse upon the Prince, that so
He may his loyall subjects rule aright,
And eke defend the poore against the might
Of such as would them wrong without a cause,
Yea many times against his, and thy lawes;
Let those high mountaines under him encrease,
In this his realme true zeale, and godly peace,
And let the little hills their minds apply,
To punish vice, and manage equitie;
Lord let thy Priests be clothed with thy truth,
And righteousnesse, as
Naomi and
Ruth,
Make them to live in love, that there may be,
In life and doctine a sweet harmonie:
Let
Moses now and
Aron Lord appeale
Unto thy throne, let
Phineas with zeale,
True judgement execute without delay,
That they in time thine irefull hand may stay,
That so our God thou maist continew still,
And we a people ready to fulfill
Thy holy lawes, and all our sinfull daies
Shew forth thy noble acts, and worthie praise;
Thy whole and holy Church, O Lord, preserve
In unity and peace, let not them swerve,
Or be misled with errors, that desire
To worship thee, with hearts and minds intire:
Those that are simple, ignorant, and blind,
And earnestly desire the way to find
That leads to life eternall, by thy grace
Illuminate O Lord, that they thy face
And blessed countenance may clearely see,
And with this fight so much delighted be,
That they may dally labour to obtaine
More knowledge of thy word, and thereby gaine
Assurance of thy goodnesse to the just,
And faithfulnesse to those that put their trust
In thy sure promises; those that are weake,
And yet through godly zeale desire to speake
In behalfe of thy truth, yea if need be
To seale the truth thereof and sanctity
Ev'n with their bloud; enable with thy hand
In midst of flames of fire upright to stand;
O strengthen them by thy al-working might
Couragiously to fight the Lambs great fight;
Those that are borne of thine immortall seed,
And as new borne babes much desire to feed
Upon the sincere milke of thy pure word,
Full streaming brests, O Lord, to them afford:
Lastly, give peace in these unquiet daies
Wherein pride, guile and malice so much swayes;
For now, O Lord, great dangers are at hand,
As by thy frownes we clearly understand;
Thy ever-over and all ruling hand
Hath brought astonishment upon our land;
Thou hast declared heavy things to thine,
And caused some of us to drinke the wine
Of giddinesse, so that we scarce can tell
When we doe evill, or when we do well:
O give a banner unto such as fear,
And worship thee with hearts and minds sincere,
That it may now and ever be displaid
Against all such as shall thy truth invade:
Returne, O God, let not thy wrath proceed,
Shew us some favour, helpe us in our need;
So fill our hearts with mercy that thy praise
We may extoll with gladnesse all our daies;
O let that peace of thine which passeth all
Our understandings, keep our soules from thrall;
Yea soules and bodies both let it preserve
So in thy feare, that we may never swerve
From thee our onely God, but through thy grace
In godlinesse may finish this our race,
That when we yeeld up this life transitory,
We evermore may dwell with thee in glory;
These and what else, O Lord, thou knowest best
In thy great wisdome for us, we request
Not as desert, for nothing's due but shame,
And hel-fire unto us; but in the name
And for the sake of that Son of thy love,
Who for our sakes alone came from above:
To whom with thee, O God, of saving grace,
And to thy holy Spirit in the next place;
We give all honour, and desire t'adore
Thy holy Name, both now and evermore.
Amen.