place that when the deluge of sinne is past she may bring one Oliue braunch vnto the Arke of her Soule to expresse her peace is made The Prodigall expresseth that nothing can content the Soule or hath any right in the Soule but God only and alone GIue vnto God that which is Gods It is he that deserueth thee O my heart and there is none fit to possesse thee but he He it is that can onely satisfie thee he it is that can onely suffice thee thou requirest peace he will giue it thee as hee gaue it vnto such as followed him Hee is the God of peace who then can establish my heart in peace but he that is the God of peace Teneat te cor meum quia perfodisti eor tuum vt saluares meum It is not pleasure shall transport me nor riches ensnare me or honour inflame mee I am wholy prest for my Sauiour I will take vp his Crosse willingly with Simon of Cyrene and on my shoulders beare it where though I faint vnder my burden yet will hee support me with his mercies for his loue is more strong then wine What afflictions can separate me from the loue of my God No Lord I haue sinned I haue sinned and in the abundance of my sorrowes doe I flie vnto thee for refuge neither hunger nor nakednes shall take me from thee I haue tasted thy exceeding mercies towards me and thy compassions haue beene from generation to generation For who euer came vnto thee for sight and went away blind for hearing and went away deafe for speech and went away dumbe for health and went away sicke for comfort and went away sorrowfull for the forgiuenesse of sinnes and went away a sinner O inexplicable mercy O inscrutable pietie O ineffable clemencie I that haue euer offended and neuer till now repented I that haue multiplied trangression vpon transgression making league with my sinnes I that haue beene a rebellious childe and haue turned my eare from thy discipline and instruction I that neuer felt remorce of conscience neuer made recourse to thy Temple neuer brake the bread of comfort to the hunger-starued soule To bee short I that gloried in my sinnes and made light of my offences deferring repentance from day to day am now heard in thy mercy comforted in my misery and promised an inheritance of glory Cyrus that renowned Prince of Persia promised such as aided him against his grandsire Ast yages that if they were footemen he would make them horsemen if horsemen they should ride in their Charriots But the King of Hostes that rideth in the clouds for things temporall things eternall for things of no valew bounties of incomparable esteeme No hee will do more euen whilest we soiourne heere in this tabernacle of clay for he will helpe vs fainting exhort and excite vs fighting and crowne vs vanquishing Hence it is poore Prodigall that I reape comfort seeing his mercy vpon all flesh readier to saue then to kill willinger to heare then wee to aske and as forward to crowne as we to fight The prodigals earnest desire THough Father I haue euer retired my selfe in the heate of the day and haue not laboured in thy Vineyard yet comming in the euening of my dayes the Sunne-set of my life it is thy fatherly will that I shall haue my penny Suffer mee at least Father to feede vpon the crummes vnder thy Table or as the Prodigall sonne let me be one of my fathers meiny I desire no great place in thy house for I am vnworthy of thy acceptance yet Father speake but comfortably to thy Seruaunt and my soule will be glad Thou hast promised that at what time soeuer a sinner doth repent him of his sinnes thou wilt put all his offences out of thy remembrancr Behold Lord I present my selfe vnto thee prostrate vpon the ground desiring remission and pardon of all my sinnes nor be these teares I shed dissembling for thou knowest the secrets of al hearts and examinest the reins and I know thou hast denounced a double woe vpon the Hypocrite and Pharisee It is not my prayer but my harty praier not my tears but my harty teares not my conuersion but my harty conuersion which pleaseth thee For the Pharises praier the harlots vow the traitors kisse the sacrifice of Caine the fast of Iezabel the oblation of Ananias theteares of Esau are nothing they are not accepted because not heartily offered but this sacrifice which I offer proceeds from my heart otherwise Father had I not giuen it thee For I know thou art iust and righteous and considerest all the wayes of man whether they be straight or crooked How long Lord how long ere thy fury will be appeased that my wayes may be directed to thee my hope erected by thee and my confidence planted in thee so may the tempests rage but not dismay mee the flouds rise but not come neare mee the winds blow but not remoue me for my foundation is built on a rocke a rocke impregnable a mount in accessible a fort irremoueable Blessed fort where the Saints be enthroned glorious mount with Gods presence beautified and puissant rocke which against the gates of hell hath preuailed O that I might be but a doore-keeper in the house of the Lord singing Songs of mirth and spirituall melody to inhabite there all the dayes of my life Happy Cittizens which bee enfranchised there ioyfull Quiristers that may sing there and victorious souldiours that for the Church millitant are transplanted to a Church Triumphant Heere they beginne to fight there to raigne Heere they were in Tents of Clay now in Campes of Immortality Now in heauen heere on earth In heauen to receiue their reward in earth to sustaine all Afflictions For whosoeuer will pertake of consolations must likewise haue his share of tribulations And that which the Poet saith is true Pati noncesset Qui regnare cupit Fit it is deere Father that thy Children suffer here to raigne els-where that no punishment how intollerable soeuer may seeme worthy of the infinite loue which is borne vnto vs in CHRIST our Lord. For is the maister inferiour to the Seruant Thy Sonne blessed Father whose foot steps we ought to folow was whipped that we might be exempted scourged that wee might bee spared Crowned with Thornes that wee might be crowned with a Crowne of pure golde Crucified that wee might be glorified Farre be it from me to refuse thy Crosse which bore that Crosse that I should haue borne so willingly Thy Crosse was my gayne thy death my life thy wonndes my cures thy Caluarie where thou wast hanged my place of Glorie whereto I shall be aduanced Woe is mee that I should so long wander from the folde of the true Sheepheard Hee that is the great Sheepheard of our Soules Long haue I strayed from these green and flourishing pastures of true consolation following mine owne vanities erring in the pricking brakes of
and comfort you withall eate a morsell thereof and draw out your Wine for his sake that sent it and doe not refuse or dislike both for the meanenesse of the Messenger that brings now presents his Lords affected loue expressed to you therein If you accept thereof thankefully and gladly I shall returne my Master intelligence and thinke my paines well bestowed rest well satisfied and account my selfe most bountifully by you to be rewarded if my suit be graunted namely your kind acceptance therof from my vnworthy hands Thine at all times to bring thee to my Lord and Master Iesus Christ his Courts H. G. THE PRODIGALS Teares The Prodigals testimony of his conuersion manifested in the detestation of his former follies HEare O heare you that walk after the lusts of your hearts you that spend your time in vanitie deferring the time of Repentance from Infancie to youth and from youth to Age not caring to turne from you the euill day which draweth neere nor applying your hearts to wisedome but how to satisfie the inordinate lusts affections of the flesh you draw on sinne after sinne multiplying traÌ„sgressions you are become a stiff-necked people hardning your hearts against the sweete and comfortable motions of Gods Spirite ready to awake you from this sleepe of sinne and to renewe in you that image which was well-neere defaced in you by meanes of your transgressions Heare the teares and attende the complaint of a conuerted peruert one that hath wandred too login the field of vanitie And now after the taste of those bitter huskes of penurie returnes home with blubbered face contrite heart and humbled spirit crying Peccaui I haue sinned I haue sinned walking in the foolishnes of mine owne heart and like the wilde Asse shifting the wind so haue I shut mine eares to the words of discipline and correction And what did the Prodigall in the Gospell which I did not He receiued his portion and consumed it and haue not I receyued the portion of Gods loue in as ample manner as any euen the portion of my heauenly Father which hee no sooner bestowed on me then I in the height of my heart wasted Nor did the prodigall goe further from his Father then I from the Instructions of my heauenly Father Departing from Bethel the house of God to Bethauen the house of iniquitie Oh miserable Exile From the mansions of peace concord and tranquillitie to the receptacles of sinne horrour and impietie From the smooth running streames of Syloe to the waters of bitternes from the tower of my strength to the vale of desolation Vnhappie exchange to depriue my selfe of so glorious inheritance so exquisite blessings so incomparable bounties for the vaine flourish of a little worldly delight which in the ende conuerted to bitternesse for a momentanie pleasure to forfeite an eternall Treasure not subiect to the change or mutability of Time nor exposed to the violence of any perturbations nor engaged to popular respect but in it selfe of it selfe perfectly refined deriuing her best luster from none other subject then the originall of all Beauties the Idaea of all perfections the mirrour of all lustres God himself And this to loose for any Earthly respect how much were the eies of my vnderstanding eclipsed to conceyue no better of an infinite goodnes then of a floting pleasure producing none other Fruite then bitternes anguish and sorrow And what remedie Esau could not regaine his Byrth-right with many teares And can my vnfayned repentance though I should blinde mine Eyes with weeping and groane in the heauines of my heart repossesse me of all that I haue lost Can the sighes of a troubled spirite and the extreame heauinesse which I sustaine by reason of the burden of my sinnes preuayle with the Lord who poyseth the sinnes of men and hath sworne in his wrath to be euenged of the wicked Yes Lord yes as I haue found grace and fauour in thy sight suffer mee to speake a word vnto thee be not displeased with me The Prodigals comfortable and vndoubted assurance that God will accept his teares and contrition relying and trusting in the mercies and promises of God REmember not my sinnes passed let thy mercies preuent them I am weakened and cleane out-worne and go mourning euery day I shall remember all my yeares vnto thee with bitternesse of heart I know Lord that Peter wept and was pardoned and shal I that knocke at the gate of thy mercie bee excluded Marie Magdalene had in her manie legions of Diuells yet with teares of vnfained repentance she was assoyled and made a Temple of the Holie-Ghost Behold Lord my teares are vnfayned my anguish of heart aboundant and my griefes bee not hid from thee Thou hast promised to looke to him that is poore that is broken in spirit and that trembleth at thy wordes Beholde Oh Lord I am poore depriued of thy fauour broken in spirite to haue offended so benigne a Sauiour and I tremble at thy words as at iudgements of terror worthily deseruing to be eternally thrust from thy presence and to haue my beeing with the reprobate Yet Lord wilt thou bee good vnto Israel thou wilt wash mee from my filthynes and cure my infirmities thou wilt binde vp my wounds with that good Samaritane powring the oyle of thy Diuine comforts into them For this Lord will I thanke thee and for this badge of thy loue will I sing praise vnto thee I will make melodie in my heart to the Lorde For it is a good thing to bee thankefull These teares which I shed shall witnes my contrition the prayses which I sing to thee shall expresse my affection and the speedie renewing of my wayes shall shew my conuersion The prodigals confession of the manner of his vanities with a feeling of Gods great goodnesse FAther I haue fed too long vppon the huskes of Vanitie I haue strayed too farre from thy Temple and walked in vnknowne wayes where I was famished for want of Spirituall foode all athirst for want of Spirituall drinke For the well was deepe and I had not wherwithall to draw but now since my returne I am replenished with all things thou hast put on me a new Garment so as I haue layde away all my olde affections and betaken me to a new spirituall Schoole Thou hast put vpon my finger a Ring to intimate that I am married and affianced to thee thou hast feasted me with thy choicest dainties expressing the ioy thou conceyuest at my conuersion I will stay therefore no longer in the Tents of Kedar nor with the inhabitants of Mâ—loch I am now for my Fathers houshold for my Father hath many seruants and in my Fathers house there bee manie mansions I haue fedde too long with the Hogge eating Akornes vnder the Tree but neuer looking vp from whence they came When thy greatest benefits O Lord were multiplyed vppon mee and thy Fatherly kindnes was shewne in aboundance I was as one that had
reuiued the state of himselfe depends on anothers word hee is not his owne for why hee is slaued to his owne indigested passions But my disease hath bin much otherwise I was sicke and knewe it not had Vlceres running and felt them not For I was obdurate and became as one that heard not Custome in sinne tooke away from mee all sence of sinne Oft hearde I the Lord inuiting and his holy spirit inducing me to returne with the Shunamite But beholde I cryed with the Sluggard Yet a little and then a little presuming on mercie and deferring my returne There was no portion of sacred Scripture mentioning mercie but I had it no sentence of Iustice but I would turne from it making the arme of his mercie longer then the arme of his justice I delayd from this day till tomorow and I found my selfe more vnapt too morrow then today For I was bound to the yoke of seruile affections and turned my minde from correction pampering my selfe with Sure God will bee mercifull Am not I his Image And will hee see his owne similitude defaced Did he not creatc mee and framed hee mee to destroy me Though I haue worthily incensed my Creator I can be no lesse then his creature Tush tush God hath forgotten it Let vs eate and drinke and be merry Miserable foode that famisheth the eater vncomfortable drinke that poysons the taster and harsh melodie that confounds the hearer The prodigals Resolution NOw Father will I change my diet it shall be meate and drinke to mee to doe thy will The melody which I make shall be in my heart vnto the Lord and if I daunce it shall be as Dauid did before the Arke and if I sing in this strang land in this place of my pilgrimage it shall be the Lords Song Thus will I conuert my selfe vnto the Lord and regaine my inheritance with many teares I will weepe and weepe bitterly iudicium enim est quod ille teneat qui pro amissione tui amare flebit Is it a light thing for thee O my Soule to be bereft of that soueraigne Good which ruleth thee and conducteth thy feete in the wayes of Peace O no Sell all thou hast heere is a gemme of an incomparable valew loose this and thou makest shipwracke of thy Soule depriues thee of all hope the tempest is great nor can the Port be attained except the Anker be fixed Rise then poore disconsolate spirit and meete thy Sauiour that is walking vpon the Sea as vpon drie places meete him and entertain him for both Seas and winds obey him hee is the best Pilote though thy shippe sincke he will preserue thee For hee came not to wound but to heale to saue not to kill Hee it is that is protection to the fatherlesse a Castle of defence to the desolate For who euer trusted in him and was left succourlesse though my friends forsake mee yet the Lord taketh mee vp Hence it is that my soule reapeth comfort It is not the high-towring Cedar of this world that expresseth his minde by his looke his spirt by his gate shall depriue me of this prerogatiue he was ambitious heere hee will be as despicable there Humility is the best step and directest path to this honour she thinkes none worse then her selfe and in that shewes her owne eminency she neuer entertaines comparison confessing herselfe the miserablest of all creatures without comparison The prodigall desireth Humility to accompany him in his way to God SOueraignesse of Vertues let me haue thy company I shall more delight in thy aspect then the obiect of Beautie Thou hast perfection in thee and not knowing thy selfe thou knowest farre aboue thy selfe Blessed Attendant may thou liue in the Court free without a writ of Protection at Princes instalments may thou euer bee in their Election may thou be as thou shouldest be worne but not out worne by greatnes Thou art the best seruitour of Honour elated mindes can not possesse thee because their sphere is farre aboue thee I wish admiration of ages that thou might ride on thy foote-cloth but I doubt it thou wouldst change thy nature with thy honour it is dangerous sitting in a poysoned saddle Humility can ride without stirrops Thou it was presented thy selfe when I was not my selfe Ambition had puffed me vp Wantonnesse brought me on my knees Selfe-conceit made mee admire my selfe Emulation not in vertue for seldome appeares it in the vitious but in the corriualship possest me of a phrensie aloue-sicke fancy I was made a Cage of vncleane Birdes no impiety to which I was not slaued Humility I thanke thee thou readst a Lecture of Mortification vnto mee before I knew not what Mortality meaned Thou Anatomizedst to me my Constitution keepe me but company a little while longer and I will answere thy hopes But let mee rip vp mine owne errors a little further I know he deserues not Humilities conuoy that Apologizeth his sinnes Two causes I haue of inward sorrow one of outward The two inward haue relation to my selfe onely the outward to others generally The first in my selfe instanced the second to others traduced The inward motiue causes of sorrow of sinnes committed vertuous workes omitted Many come into my remembrance which I am ashamed to expresse yet because maladies concealed are most augmented I will augment my shame that the Lord may couer my sinne The Prodigals hearty suite vnto God to pardon the sinnes of his youth FOrgiue O Lord my secret sinnes and race out of thy memorie the exorbitances of my youth Spare the sprigge O Lord for it was tender soone wreasted from the primarie seedes of goodnes and drawne into the mazie labyrinth of all errours May not my crooked wayes be once made streight that the oblation that I offer might be accepted with Abel and I find fauour in thy sight Yes Lord these penitent teares I offer will be able to appease thy wrath It is recorded that Antipater on a time charging in a Letter which hee wrote to Alexander his mother Olympias with great crimes was answered againe by Alexander One mothers teare will race out many of these Letters Though the mother should forgether childe or the child the mother that bare him yet Lord wilt thou be mindfull of our teares and cancell that great Bill thou hast against vs if we returne vnfainedly to thee and in the sorrow of our heart make confession of all our sinnes Behold Lord I haue committed great folly and from the bortome of my heart confesse that I haue worthily deserued thy displeasure My commissions and omissions like two heauy poises weigh me downe Erect my hope O Lord for I haue none to flie vnto but thee Woe is me what excellent works of mercy haue I ommitted and what shall I answere O Lord when thou shalt aske me where is the naked thou clothed the afflicted which thou visited the succourlesse which thou releiued the hungar-starued which thou fed
alas Lord I shall not be able to answer one for a thousand I haue fared with the rich Glutton deliciously euery day I haue abounded with all dainties replenished my heart with all delights whilst my poore brother silly Lazarus cryed at my gate for one small Almes I shut my eares to his cry and comforted my selfe with Musicke sicke and heart-sicke was Lazarus and I visited not him hungry yea hunger-starued was he naked I did not cloath him Impudent Beggar was the best Liuery I gaue him Me thinks I see my selfe seconded in Antinous he was angry with poore Vlisses comming in the forme of a Beggar to his owne house giuing him no better entertainement then a knock with a footstoole alas poore Vlisses Irus hath better welcome and reason good my pernicious Beggar can play the officious Pander Christian charitie growes like a small brooke in a drie Summer not the least refreshing for the wearied passenger or comfort for the smothered traueller The dayes of hospitalitie runne out The Great mans chimny that vsed to steame vp with English smoake is transplanted to his Nose and that like to a second AEtna breaths nought but Indian smoake And where art thou poore beggar all this while thou maist see monuments of honour remaines of hospitality but comming to his house you shall find the Romane Aphorisme to proue true Pater patriae is become Parasitus Curiae no matter a good outside will beare it But returne my soule to thy owne character Hypparchion was strucken blinde for saying there were moates in the Sun And great mens errours must be wouen vp or the spider will throw her web ouer them Thy outward motiues of sorrow be traduced from thy selfe to others as thy inward were engrossed to thy selfe These motiues be exemplarie giuing occasion of offence to others or instructing others how to offend of great force be examples and farre more powerfull then precepts and excellent is the definition which that generally generous Knight maketh of Imitation saying it is a Globe of precepts much am I ashamed that in the casting vp of my accompts I can find nothing through all the progresse of my time worthy obseruation deseruing this Inscription at my death that merited no better in my life Hic vir diu fuit This man was long onely being without liuing And hence is it which Seneca sayth There is no sight more vnseemely then to see a man in Age that hath no other argument that hee hath liued long saue his Age. Manie be olde in yeares that are young in houres which moued the Cinique to answer vnto a miserable fellow that saide hee had liued so many yeares No my friend thou hast scarce liued so many houres This remembrance moueth mee to incessant lamentations inforceth mee with the Prophet to roare out amaine in the consideration of my manie mis-spent howres both employed and idle and worse when employed then when idle For worse is not to doe then not to doe well as it is better to doe well then to doe good For a man cannot offend in dooing well but hee may offend in doing good if he do not well the Intention making the Action absolute But woe is mee I am neither for the Primitiue nor Diriuitiue neyther doe I well nor good But if Iacob sayde vnto Pharaoh Few and euill haue my dayes beene How much more I that haue passed my dayes altogether in vanitie may I say Few be my houres of vertue many the yeares of vanity which though fewe in number yet many in respect of my crimes How many might I haue instructed how many wained from the loue of this world if I had spent my Oyle in the seruice of my Creatour What excellent Obseruations drawne from the liues of others exemplified in my selfe communicated to others with my selfe might I haue contracted vnto one head to establish the inconstancie of humaine frailty make the Image of my owne life the representation of another The Pagan would in any case liue for his Countrey but I a Christian neither liue for my selfe my Creator nor my Countrey nor as it seemes doe I know my Creation from whence or to what end Man is ex terra but not ad terram But I liue as one secure of Gods ordinance planting my selfe on earth as one euer made to dwell on earth All tongues euen from the Etimology of earth teach mee whereto I should trust and of what weake and infirme subsistence I am yet neither Tongue not Nation neither Precept nor Example can rightly teach me to know my selfe but I must be euer soaring euer aspiring raising my minde aboue my meanes Alasse of vanitie What to this houre can I demonstrate in my selfe deseruing immitation That worthy Prince Titus the loue and Darling of mankind thought that day to be lost wherein hee had not in some measure expressed the royaltie of his disposition by the bountie of his minde The very same rule should euery Christian man obserue confirmed by the word of Almighty God Actes the twentith Chap. and the fiue thirtie verse It is more blessed to giue then to take Then cursed it is euer to take and not to giue He expresseth his minde by his hand If the one were as open as the other there were hope in him though his pouerty could not away with bountie for the Widdowes-Mite is accepted A Gardner offering a Rape-roote beeing the best present the poor man had to the Duke of Burgundie was bountifully rewarded by the Duke which his Steward obseruing thought to make vse of his bountie presenting him with a very faire Horse the Duke vt perspicaci erat ingenio presently conceyues his Stewards purpose wherefore hee thought good to receiue the horse and frustrate his hopes giuing him nothing A singular rewarde and accommodate vnto your auariciously bountifull man who as the Comike sayth Semper in dando versatur vt priuatas opes augeat But miserable wretch that I am what can I giue vnto my CREATOR in lieu of his manyfolde Fauours Shall I weepe little enough hee is Sencelesse of himselfe that will not weepe for himselfe How should I LORD reconcile my poor distracted soule vnto thee with what face cā I require for mercie I haue offred the prime of my dayes to the seruice of Belial my first Fruites be gone already and wilt thou be content with the gleanings My yeares of abilitie wherein I could haue laboured in the Vineyard and earned my pennie are gone ouer mee and I in the pensiuenesse of mine owne heart seeing my disability am forced to crie out with Mylo at hi lacerti iam mortui sunt Once was I apt for thy seruice but behold my sinewes are weakened my strength impaired and my eyes bedimmed not for that men keepe not thy Law but for that I haue walked in vnknowne wayes and with the Sodomites stumbled in the Lake euery night will