heau'nly tongue to holy virgins eare All haile in Pilats hall they did abuse That scorning Christ presented Aue there Highest in fauour of all vvomen gain'd it And chiefest sinner of all men profan'd it First vvord it vvas Gods gracious loue tv'nfold Beginning at our sauiours incarnation First vvord vvherewith false Iudas bought and sold Whose trafficke turn'd Christs death his own damnation What profite his that all the vvorld should vvinne With soule in deaths eternall debt by sinne Why com'st thou friend vvhat mean'st thou Iesus said At th'instant houre my praiers and teares commend thee To giue a kisse vvhereby I am betraide And vvith All haile brings troupes to apprehend mee I tearme thee friend vngratefull as thou art That show'st nor friend nor yet disciples part To call thee friend it doth thus much betoken No cause in me hath canseld loues desire But they reuolting hath our friendship broken Vnaltred I remaine the same entire If thou vvith Dauid I haue sinned couldst say His answere thine Thy sinne is done away Returne thee vvith repentant hearts imbrace And mercy shall vvith iustice dome suspend I left not thee vvhy doest thou run from grace Though thou hast sold me still I call thee friend But if thou vvilt not be reclaimed backe Be thou thy selfe thine owne soules vvilfull vvracke When murder had saluted treason kist And bribery imbrac'd vvith signe of gladnesse In vvhich the traitors seruice did consist Then press'd the Iewes on Christ vvith furious madnesse Like hunger-paunched vvolues prone to deuour The lambe subiected to their rauening power Right manly valiant Peter did him beare When no disciple durst attempt the like T'vnsheath his sword and cut off Malcus eare Against an armed multitude to strike Danger and feare are cowards turnd aside When manhood is by resolution tride But Iesus did no humane forces need That legions had of Angels at command And Peter had no charge to fight but feed The flocke of sheepe committed to his hand It vvas Gods vvill to suffer not resist His power gaue power and sinne did vvhat it list He vvas content their violent force should bind him And lead him thence vnto the torturing place To teare his flesh vvith vvhips to mocke and blind him To buffet and to spit vpon his face T'accuse him false by slanders lying breath To dome him sentence shames most odious death Judas in despaire TErrors torment my tortur'd soule perplexed Fell furies fright and hale me on away To Cayphas and the rest vvith horrour vexed Goes Simons sonne Gods son did false bettay Such is my sinne against that guiltlesse blood No baulme in Israel left to doe me good They answer'd carelesse of my vvretched state What's that to vs Looke thou thy selfe vnto it Then vengeance I expect grace comes too late Resolue no lesse for that you brib'd me do it Sathan seduc'd I acted the offence Despaire is come there lies your thirty pence I am perditions child outcast forlorne All haile in vvord but in the heart all hatefull It had ben good so bad had nere ben borne That of all creatures am the most ingratefull Oh had I neuer liu'd suruiuing shame Had vnreported hid my odious name Base couetousnesse no more Gehezies sinne My intrest in that crime doth thine controule Thou vvast but leaper of polluted skinne My leprosie is a defiled soule Thou took'st a bribe against thy maisters vvill But I vvas brib'd to kisse and kist to kill Maries good vvorke Christ promis'd to commend Perpetually in euer-liuing praise But my vile act beyond all stinted end Shall euidence I trod the left hand vvaies My title thus the Scriptures shall record Judas Iscarioth that betrayd the Lord. Three euils in one I did commit in this That gainst the King of glory I haue done Deceit betray'd vvith shew of kind-ment kisse Couetousnesse incenst that sinne begun Impudent boldnesse did intrude the deed Ere any mou'd or vvisht me to proceed I knew the choise and gainefull happie vvay That heauens gate vvas straightest dore to enter I taught the vvorld take heed broad paths doe stray And yet my selfe the vvide-gate vvilfull venter Like Noahs vvorkemen such my state is found They built an arke for him themselues vvere drownd I haue excluded faiths resolued trust In him by vvhom the true repentant liue Cain-like affirming nought but vengeance must Reward my sinnes mercy no such forgiue My heart's indurate hardned vnrelenting Past is the deed the doer past repenting Though ' Dauid found remorse to vvaile his sinne ' And Nathans comfort eas'd his mournfull taske Distrust and horrour haue so hemd me in That might I haue I hopelesse vvill not aske Feare shame and guilt do haunt me at the heeles Of iudgement men and vvhat my conscience feeles My dying soule refusing liuing meane Denies vvith heav'nly Manna to be fed A sea of teares can neuer rince it cleane Yet could one drop that drop should ne're be shed What teares vvhat praiers can his atonement make Whose portion is in vengeance fearefull lake Mine inward conscience doth soules ruine tell Authenticke witnesse and seuere accuser Where I abide I feeling find a hell Tormenting me that am selfe torment chuser Sound conscience well is said like vvall of brasse Corrupted fit compar'd to broken glasse More blind then those vvhose sight sight giuer gaue More deaffe and dumbe then any that he cured More dead then Lazarus in his stincking graue When he deaths vaut till fift daies baile indured Not eies eares limmes tongue body haue defect It is my soule that saluing heauens reiect If first borne man the first of desp'rate mind By vvhom the first of guiltlesse blood vvas shed Did say There vvas no grace for him to find But vengeance must be heaped on his head Let me sinnes monster masse of cursed euill Bid Sathan vvelcome and imbrace the deuill When Christ shall come in clouds and sinnes be scand All Adams sonnes expecting rightfull dome Ivvretch amongst the goats shall trembling stand The right-hand sheepe affoord no traitor roome To crie Lord Lord this answere shall be got Depart you cursed hence I know you not The casting out of deuils then obiected Will cease no vvrath extenuate no dangers Not vvords vvith God vvell doing is respected His Citizens deeds difference from the strangers Me thinkes I heare the iudge sterne full of ire Pronounce my sentence to eternall fire Was I not cald to heav'ns roiall feast I vvas but came as one that little cared How came I brutish like vnreuerent beast Wanting a vvedding garment vnprepared Bold daring vvretch in such a sacred place To presse in sinnes cast suite rent torne and base But fearefull guerdon for so foule attempt All-seeing eies beheld my rags bevvray'd And most seuerely thence he did exempt Bind him both hand and foot his iustice said And cast him out no such may here partake The Lambe vvith Sion Sathan and the Lake Would I had neuer knowne Apostles place Would I had ne're ben messenger of truth
Would I had neuer preacht the vvay to grace Would I had ne're ben borne or died in youth Who knowes his maisters vvill and doth neglect it Sore stripes and many shall seuere correct it I must salute Ashur and Elams traines To drinke vvith Tuball of the vvrathfull cup Edom inuites me to th'infernall paines No time of grace vvith Christ againe to sup Now feast vvhere teeeth are gnasht hands are wrong Where Diues begs for drops to coole his tong Downe by the vvay that Corah vvent to hell Like Dathan and Abiram to descend Where furies fiends and damned ghosts do dwell And euer torments neuer know an end Let earth deuide and opening swallow then The most accurs'd of all the sonnes of men The man that from Ierusalem descended And hapned in the hands of bloody theeues A pittifull Samaritane befriended With mercy and his hard distresse releeues Such holy loue true charity suppli'd him Pitty vvas present and no grace deni'd-him But I from new Ierusalem retyr'd The restfull Canaan happinesse vnbounded For thirty pence hels iourny being hyr'd In Sathans snares I fell that theefe hath vvounded And priest is past Samaritane gone by Seeing me curelesse carelesse let me lie Ah Magdalen sower sorrowes turn'd thy sweet Well didst thou vveepe to vvash and vvashing gaine With hairie towell vviping Iesus feet Thy true repentant teares did grace obtaine While I thy vertues sought to haue disgrast Tearming that holy vvorke A needlesse vvast But happy vvoman guiltlesse vvast ' controld How falsely did I vvish thy ointment spared How couetous said I Better this been sold And giu'n the poore vvast for the poore I cared Ah no my guilty conscience doth deny it I bare the purse and would haue gained by it Sampson till Sathan fierce Philistine caught me And in his rage put out my sprituall eies Then blind in sinne to Cayphas house he brought me Against the piller vvhere all mercy lies I bent my force to mooue the corner stone Destruction fell my selfe destroy'd alone Like Iezabels so my corrupted thought When she complotted for good Naboths ground Cleare purchase tvvas her vvile his vineyard bought Such seem'd my bribe I held it money found But see how soone sweet sinnes conuert to sower I loath for euer that I lou'd an hower These three deuide my soule Fear Thought Anguish Their intrest is the forfaits of my fall But vvhile in claime they striuing let me languish The roaring Lion comes and seazeth all Insatiable serpent pleas'd vvith nought but this Both soule and body must be graunted his If gracelesse outcasts in this vvorld begin To tast of second death's tormenting power If soules surpriz'd by selfe-wrought murdring sinne Turne vengeance glasse to run a staylesse hower Then here in earnest of perpetuall care I vveare damnations liuery blacke despaire Deuore'd from mercy alienate from grace Reft of repentance vvedded vnto euill From highest calling downe to lowest place From chosen Twelue a singled outcast deuill From th'holy city lou'd of God so vvell Within vvhose streets may no vncleanesse dwell When Christ foretold intended treason nie By one of vs his guests to be betray'd Each straight inquir'd Lord is it I or I But my demand had answer Thou hast said I that was fed that night with loues regard Return'd the giuer treason for reward Darke night black deed blind soule and Sathans slaues Did fit defile destroy it selfe did further With shade vvith sinne vvith death vvith clubs staues Tintrap betray condemne assist to murder The Lambe of God the rocke the dore the vine The Angels brightnesse heav'ns eternall shine Much vvorse though Ioab-like I gaue a kisse I pris'd my birth-right base at Esawes gaine I putchas'd hell vvith losse of heauens blisse And in effect exchanged ioy for paine Oh foolish sot vile earthly drosse esteemer To sell true life dead Adams sonnes redeemer Thou partiall hand swai'd sword of Peters drawne I should ben mangled and not Malcus eare Like currish dog it vvas my flattering fawne Did bite my maister vvorse then any there Mistaken champion in thy valour swaruing To giue his eare my trecherous hearts deseruing I vvas cheefe actor in the Iewish spight I vvas a captaine to that rascall rout I vvrought the tumult of that guilty night I vvas blind guide to that they vvent about They all expected notice come from me Till craft had kist they knew not vvhich vvas he False tongue pronounc'd All haile to hurtfull end When hollow heart sequestred loues true zeale Heav'ns mildnesse asked Why art thou come friend Straight violent hands not vvords our thoughts reueale Call him not friend that sauors most offoe Tearme me thy hangman for I merite so In death's pursute insatiate thirsting blood We posted thence to Priests vvith rudest throng Where purest lambe before his shearer stood Pleading not guilty by truths silent tong Ther's craft accusing hate helps to deuise And falshood forgeth in a mint of lies My impious eies beheld vvithout remorse The gracelesse vsage of heau'ns gracious king Scornd spit at mocked yet repentance force Sought not for shelter vnder mercies vving In all these euils I pitttied not his paine Til being condemn'd then greeu'd my greeues in vain No true contrition had my faults defence Though I confess'd I sinn'd in his betraying Twas desp'rate satisfaction came from thence For faith vvas liuelesse should ben vengeance staying Wrath is gone forth vvas Moses admonition But lights on me that am for vvraths perdition VVhat vvondrous obiects haue mine eies beheld Deaffe dumbe and lame the blind and curelesse cured The stubborne vvinds vvith checking calmely stild The dead reuiu'd death's sleepe foure daies indured Fiue loaues two fish fiue thousands satisfied Yet more then much spare crums vvere multiplied My tast did vvitnesse vvater turn'd to wine One cur'd that toucht my maisters vesture hemme Commanded deuils forth men to enter swine And in the sea destruction plunging them Mine eares haue heard and eies haue seene the sight That Kings haue vvisht and Prophets neuer might Yet he that's cal'd manslaier from beginning Deceiuer dragon serpent father of lies God of this vvorld author of humane sinning Hardner of hearts blinder of spirituall eies Prince of the aire malicious euill sprite Made me hels guest vvhom heav'ns did kind inuite Like as the brauing greene but barren tree That flourisht faire vvhen not a figge vvas found Christ curs'd vvith Neuer fruit grow more on thee Because it did no good but comber ground So fares the false deluding show of mine Greene leav'd beginning vvithered fruitlesse fine Could sinnes-besotted hell-path vvrandrers see The horrours on an outcast vvretch imposed Or sence the inward vvorme that gnaweth me Bondslaue to bondage neuer to be losed They vvould retire the flesh most fearefull race To auoid hels gaole obtain'd vvith losse of grace Me thinkes my conscience turnes a blacke leav'd booke Titl'd Distrust dedicate to Despaire Where couetous eie and traitrous heart do looke On vengeance lines pointed this period 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corpes these mourners stands With teares in eies with ointments in their hands Wken kneeling round the bodie they inclose Prepar'd with baulme and readie to annoint it Viewing blew wales that came of Iewish blowes Rupture of nailes wan flesh how they disioint it Compassion pittie loue with true remorse Inuited all their eies to wash the corse Their knees vvith humble seruice lowly bowing Their hands embaulme him vvounded rent and tore Their eies no mangled part vnwasht allowing Their hearts vvith vvorship God and man adore Both knees and hands vvith hearts and vvatry eies All sorrow laden tir'd vvith sighs and cries For deepe-made vvounds and torturing cruell blowes No small expence of ointments could suffise But bountie on that holy worke bestowes Plentie of odours in such liberall vvise Their baulme to couer him inough had bin And teares might serue to haue baptis'd him in His glorious bodie shrouded in the sheet On vvhich to be embaulmed they did lay him With binding clothes vvrapt vvhole from head to feet To be inter'd his seruant Saints conuay him Only in armes good Iesus dead they haue Within their hearts he liues being borne to graue O mournefull trod where comforts paths are failing Deaths bed must haue eternall life in keeping Joseph goes sighing Magdalen bewailing Ther's Iohn laments and Nichodemus weeping The blessed virgins eies like fountaines run Left vvofull vviddow to her murdred son What pens report can tell her sorrowing heart That saw her sonne the only of her vvombe Before her eies pay death mans foule desert And vvith her armes assist him to the tombe What sorrowes mappe like sorrow ere exprest What eies like teares what teares like greefes profest Her liquid eies stroue each t'exceed the other By sighs her mone by teares her vvoe appeares She vveepes yet is the mirth of heav'ns mother Virgine in office young in tender yeares Filled vvith grace eternities Princesse Excelling in perfections holinesse O Sunne vvhose shine is heav'ns eternall bright Of funerall pompe why art thou destitute Borne to thy graue vvithout one candles light Or Clergie night precedent institute Thy birth was simple void of worldly pride And in thy buriall cost vvas laid aside Oh heav'ns riches mercies fountaine head When thou vvast borne no house thy parents haue Thy life vvas poore thy death vvithout a bed Thy buriall vvas in Iosephs borrowed graue Thou didst indure our paines sinnes purchase hell Thou louedst soules lost soules so vvondrous vvell Though Salomon vvas Israels crowne successour And gain'd his kingly fathers state and throne Of Dauids mercy seemes he no possessour Funerall cost or teares vve read of none But Scriptures recommend the honour done In Iacobs buriall by his gratefull sonne The great Priest Simon caused to bee made A monument of curious carued stones Wherein his bodie after life vvas laid And eke his brethren Machabes their bones But tombe for Christ vvas in his life vnknowne And for him dead his mother knew of none No earthly care soules loue to him vvas sweeter When vnto Iohn the virgine was commended His enemies to Mercie church to Peter His soule to Father saying All is ended No speech he vs'd nor any order gaue For costly funerals or a sumptuous graue With greefes attaining to the garden place From which oft staies to weepe and vvipe did let Pensiue distrest in most perplexed case The shrouding sheet all moistned slacke and wet Not vvith the dew descending from the skies With teares that rained from their shouring eies Oh glorious hearbes this garden plot did beare Oh holy ground trod in this iournies paines Not for the oile of Oliues growing there But sanctified by blood from Iesus vaines O earth vvhereon true loue and greefes combine Blood from the sonne teares from the mothers eyen The tombe prepar'd vvherein hee should bee laid From which although great paine the stone remooued Yet farre exceed the suites intreatie made Before his mother yeelds her deere beloued Still they solicite still her loues denie him Vntill on knees with price of teares they buy him The brothers sonne intreats his holie aunt Persuasiue reasoning humbly dooth beseech Times breuitie good Ladie mooues your graunt Let eies doe more with teares then tongues vvith speech Vpon detaining now no longer stand Darke sable night leads dangers by the hand If foes should vvrong vs bootlesse vve to striue How can poore three our Lords dead corse defend Twelue could not guard him when he vvas aliue Giue license this last seruice take an end Much troubles cease vvhen by free vvill is done That vvhich constraint vvell nere dispence to shunne Thou friend of God incline to vs at length Let our vveake vvords o'recome thy loues the stronger Our hearts vvant comforts all our members strength Our teares are spent eies dri'de can vveepe no longer Sorrow that holds vs for her lawfull prize Hath left not one poore teare to taske our eies Wearie vvith importunitie and vveeping A most vnwilling leaue the Virgine gaue Yeelding her sonne to the sepulchres keeping Her sweetest loue to deaths most bitter graue Like as from Golgotha they brought him thether All helpe all sigh all put him in together Thus being laid into his bed of stone By liquid eies and hearts of sorrowing flesh Instead of earth their teares vvere poured on A last farewell greefes cesternes yeeld afresh There left they Iesus that sinnes burden beares Wept vvrapt annointed bath'd in streames of teares FINIS