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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A96742	Carmen eucharisticon: a private thank-oblation, exhibited to the glory of the lord of hosts, for the timely and wonderfull deliverance, vouchsafed to this nation, in the routing of a numerous Army of Irish rebells before Dublin, by the sword of his valiant servant, Michael Jones, Lieutenant-Generall for the Parliament or England. / Composed by Geo. Wither Esquire, August 29. 1649.	Wither, George, 1588-1667.	1649 (1649)	Wing W3148; Thomason E572_6; ESTC R206168	4,976	8

Carmen Eucharisticon A PRIVATE THANK-OBLATION Exhibited to the Glory of THE LORD OF HOSTS FOR The timely and wonderfull Deliverance vouchsafed to this NATION in the routing of a numerous Army of Irish Rebells before Dublin by the Sword of his valiant Servant MICHAEL JONES Lievtenant-Generall for the Parliament of ENGLAND Composed by Geo. Wither Esquire August 29. 1649. The longest lasting Sacrifice Is that which most neglected lies Sweet Incense into nothing fumes The Fat of Beasts away consumes A Song which doth GOD's Works commend Continues longer yet hath end But perfect-love is an Oblation Which hath no finall consumation Aug 30 London Printed by Robert Austin 1649. Carmen Eucharisticon A PRIVATE THANK-OBLATION EXHIBITED To the Glory of the LORD OF HOSTS c. PVblike-Duties being done By my self I le now alone Consummate a Private-one Therefore O my Soul awake And let both with heart and tongue Such a Song of Praise be sung That thereby both old and young Of GOD's mercies heed may take For such Trophies though now waved Moses Deborah and David When they from their foes were saved Did with good acceptance raise And though other Thank-Oblations Perish'd with their Generations GOD is yet throughout all Nations Honor'd by their Songs of Praise We to thee O LORD have praid Thanks returned sung and said And our common-duty paid As we could perform the same That which we have seen and heard Of thy mercifull regard Hath been openly declar'd To the glory of thy Name But O GOD we may as well Close the Seas up in a shell As inabled be to tell Thy Compassions large extent Or to make full illustration Of thy favours to this Nation In our frequent preservation From the furious Foes intent For that single-mercy LORD Which this Day we do record Many mercies doth afford More then all men can perceive That Deliverance made way For another joyfull-day And that peradventure may Bring to passe what we would have With vain Moab did conspire Ammon Amalek and Tyre Threatning like consuming fire To destroy thy chosen Flock And in hope their will to do They have hired Balaam too With false Prophets many moe To advance a stumbling-block Of their vaine presumings proud They like Thunder from a cloud Did begin to roar aloud In deluded peoples ears And their empty vanities Blushlesse brags and shamelesse lies Fill'd the hearts of men unwise With false hopes and causelesse fears The fool'd Welsh the faithlesse Scot And our English mis-begot Joyning in an Irish plot Sought to root us from the Land They with Sulphur Sword and Flame Round about our dwellings came And had brought us all to shame Had not GOD stretch'd forth his hand But he thereof notice took And as Sisera he strook With his Host by Kishon-brook So he smote them in their pride And the same successe they had Which befell to Benhadad When the like account he made That the spoile he should divide For whilst Ormond and while Taaff In their Tents did game and quaff At our sad condition laugh And of Captives predispos'd Then that Arm which they despis'd Suddenly their Camp surpriz'd And the snares which they devis'd For our feet their owne inclos'd Mich'el and his Angells there Threw their Dragon-Cavaliere With his Angells from our Sphere In confusion to their owne Where unable to repent They despairingly lament And blaspheme with discontent Him that hath such mercy showne For though blinded in their sin Outwardly they jeer and grin Hellish horrors lurk within Filling their faint hearts with fears Their chief refuge is a lie And which way soe're they fly Guilt pursues them with a cry Which the GOD of Justice hears Their accusing conscience feels Vengeance following them at heels And her dreadfull Charet wheels Threatning what to them is due Yet infernall indignation Stirs them up to vindication Height'ned by a desperation Of those ends which they pursue And that made them take the field Trusting in their sword and shield When their conscience bid them yeeld But they soon did back retire And to fly away began As when the Philistins ran From the sword of Jonathan And but one sleight armed Squire Never was there such a day Seen till then at * Dublin Ballacleagh Since the † The River at Dublin Liffy wash'd her Kea And there first the ‖ The Sea Water Sea-Nimphs met For GOD's arm did there and then Give us Limster back agen When it was nigh lost and when Hope was with despairs beset Yet as if that daies successe Had too little been unlesse He consider'd our distresse In our London-Derry friends Or lest els blind ignorance Might judge that an act of chance He our free deliverance Into Vlster too extends And by that redoubled blow Gave another overthrow For Designements one or two By that means dissolved be Which hath so inraged them That they raile revile blaspheme And their own beleefe condemn For believing what they see Oh! what pen or tongue is there Fully able to declare What to us GOD'S Mercies were Since our Champion he hath been Nay who can half that recite VVhich for us in open sight He hath done since Nasby-Fight Where he first was plainly seen He hath magnifi'd his worth In most glorious marchings forth From the South unto the North And through all our British-Coasts England Scotland Ireland Wales Towns and Fields and Hills and Dales Sea and Land him justly calls The Victorious LORD of HOASTS Frequently our eyes behold Mercies great and manifold Such as were in times of old By his Chosen Flock enjoy'd Such as were vouchsafed when Hundreds chased were by ten Thousands by a hundred men And great Hoasts by few destroy'd VVe have seen God marching so VVith our Friends against our Foe As he did long time ago VVhen his Isr'el were opprest And securing us from feare VVhen our hopes at lowest were VVhen despis'd we did appeare And our-perill most increast VVhen all seem'd at once on fire VVhen our Brethren did conspire VVith our Foes to blow that higher VVhich did flame too high before VVhen within their hearts they said We so deep our Plots have laid That divine with humane aid Shall prevent them now no more Yea when said it was by some What is of their God become Who they dream'd should save them from What our Counsell hath decreed Then did God himself arise Then his Arme in glorious wise Saves us from our Enemies In the times of greatest need And not only from their power Arm'd and gaping to devoure Hath he kept this Land of our But he more then this hath done Them who to inslave us thought And our causlesse ruine sought Underneath our feet he brought That they might be trod upon Nay we have yet more to say Though our Foes lie night and day In our bosomes to betray And disguised are like Friends God hath still prevented so VVhat their malice prompts them to That themselves they still undo But accomplish