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heaven_n	angel_n	glorious_a	glory_n	3,298	5	5.7831	4	true

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A00972	The historie of the perfect-cursed-blessed man setting forth mans excellency by his generation, miserie [by his] degeneration, felicitie [by his] regeneration. By I.F. Master of Arts, preacher of Gods word, and rector of Wilbie in Suff.	Fletcher, Joseph, 1577?-1637.; Cecil, Thomas, fl. 1630, engraver.	1628 (1628)	STC 11078; ESTC S105608	35,115	104

thus sundry parts were taken As some would have Him sav'd so some forsaken Pitie 'gan first with tender-hearted speech For grace the God of all Grace to beseech On Mans behalfe repeating all the story Of his Creation how that He for Glory Everlasting not for everlasting Shame and woe was made in the beginning Albeit then He fell from that estate Yet sith O God thou diddest Him create After the likeness of thy selfe to be A living Image of Eternitie O then let not the Power of Sin disgrace This some-time glorious Man But show thy face Of Mercy unto Him and to his Wife And to their Progenie O grant them life Life of Glory But first the life of Grace So shall not Sin nor Death nor Hell deface Nor blot-out of thy Book of Blessedness Their silly Soules now drown'd with cursedness O hear ô help the glory will be thine All hearts will praise thy Mercy so divine Pitie had thus her speech no sooner ended But Mercy mov'd with Pitie condescended And urg'd the same before th' Eternals throne That favour might for Pities sake be showne Which Iustice swolne with angry discontent Oppos'd forthwith saying reconcilement Twixt God and Man without due recompence Were wrong to God to Me'twere just offence And therefore Sister Mercy said Iustice Before you plead for Man take good advice Enquire of Truth to know how the case stands If pardon may be had and at whose hands For take this as an Oracle most true Where wrong 's not satisfi'd no favour 's due Doe you forbear than Mercy straight repli'd To speak of Oracles let them abide In Truths all-knowing brest them to declare For resolution when Suiters repaire Nor think not Iustice think not that I fear That this my suit before Truth should appear For I to Truth to any or to all For their consent will give consent to call Hear then ô Truth to thee we doe appeal Doe thou to us this mystery reveal And say if not in me the power lies To work Man into Grace in h's Makers eies Or if that Iustice in it have a share Resolve us this speak Truth and doe not spare But sparingly did Truth begin to speak Pretending she for such task was too weak When she indeed to meddle in 't was loath Because shew knew she could not please them both O this desire to please doth often hide The secret truth when Right and Wrong are try'd But she nathles because they both desir'd her Spake to the point that Heav'n and Earth admir'd her I doe confess said she great pitie 't was That 'gainst his Maker Man did so trespass As that thereby deprived of all Good And with all Evill He depraved stood But for that fact that He Gods vengeance bear Eternally certes no pitty t' were For better t' were that Men that Angels all Should aye be damn'd than Gods decree should fall But Gods decree will constant stand for ever And Sin and Death will alwaies goe together To plead Mans pardon then sweet Mercy Dear Till Iustice be aveng'd doe you forbear For God did say to Man in that same day Thou dost transgress thou dost thy selfe betray To Death and all th'extremities of Hell Which to endure in wrath I 'le thee compell But God did jest the Devill Man perswaded Who from obedience was soon disswaded In earnest then that vengeance God inflict Vpon the Man it stands with Iustice strict For his Decrees God never will dissolve But aye fulfils what once He did resolve Nor can Man for his fault make God amends Since by his fault his Powers all He spends Nor is 't in you kinde Sister to releeve Him From all or any one of h's pains which grieve Him For it directly makes both against Me And 'gainst our Sister Iustice-Equitie Wherefore dear Sister Iustice stoutly stand Maintain thy right in this cause now in hand See thou yeeld not without due satisfaction To free the Man guilty of so foule action Which if you should you God dishonoured And cruelly your Selfe abolished And Me you banish from Gods Heav'nly throne From whence the beams of Truth have ever shone And then forth-with will lies and errours vile Gods glorious Chair eternally defile The summe of all dear Sisters then is this That either Man for what He did amiss Must satisfie which He can never doe Or else must suffer pain of endless woe This is the state which now doth best beseem Him You Mercy may bemone but not redeem Him The case once thus by sacred Truth made plain Made tender-hearted Mercy to complain That she her selfe if she be thus restrain'd From pardoning was needlesly ordain'd For only Man said Mercie needs me most VVhom since I may not help my pow'r is lost VVhat loss therefore to Heaven can acrue If all the Heav'nly Powr's I bid adue Or if likewise those glorious Angels all VVho glory in 't that they them-selves may call The Messengers and Ministers of Mercy Be banished from their society VVith other Angels who from Heav'n dismist May from their due attendance then desist O Heav'ns In all the works of Gods Creation To his great glorie his great Mercie shone And over all in all He doth preserve Mercie doth never from his Goodness swerve And when likewise He ought doth sanctifie Mercie doth still that blessing beautifie And shall not Mercy Mans Redemption move VVhen to have-mercy Mercy most doth love Creation chiefly power doth require And Preservation wisdome doth desire Sanctification Holiness respects Yet Mercie on all these her beams reflects And shall no Mercy in that office shine Which so restrictively I challenge mine Namely to pardon to remit forgive Oh! this is that which makes Mercy to live Which if in Iustice Heav'ns will take-away Mercy must dye and Mankinde must decay Father of Sp'rits ô doe as well delight Of Mercie to be God as God of Right This Sin faln Man raise-up t'integrity Or rase Me out from Heav'ns society What though He sinn'd alas He was but Earth Though dead in Sin thy Grace can give new birth Thogh griev'd w th pains O thou canst ' ford him ease Though Hell gape for Him thou canst Hell appease Thou mad'st Him Thee to bless eternally But damned Soules curse everlastingly What glory will from Him to Thee arise When He in burning Hell blaspheming lies Restore Him gentle God! Restore Him then Thou shalt be prais'd of Angels and of Men. And Me thou crown'st with glory and renowne When over all Wher-at Wrath 'gan to frowne And ere that she could end her supplication Thus cut her off with this sharp replication Our Sister Truth did tell you truth of late In saving Man Iustice you ruinate But though for Man so earnestly you crave Yet 't is a Crown belike that you would have Which so you get you nought at all regard Though Truth and Iustice have no honour spar'd Who notwithstanding are to God as dear As

its accord without Mans care or sweat Now yeelds Him nought or things that are worth nought Till by his pains to goodnes they be brought He 's therefore forc't with sorrow and with toile For his reliefe to digge and till the Soile Lest by Life-wasting hunger raw-bon'd Death Through want of Bread do bring him to want breath The Living-creatures also once all tame Now refractary and all wilde became All things b'ing harmless now all harmfull grew And still than old more harmfull is the new For Natures selfe and all that 's naturall Vnnat'rally prov'd all unnaturall Thus all for Him and He for his offence Became accurst loe here Sins recompence But this not all for ev'n in h's Person He Is made a prey to endless miserie While that He lives Life Nat'rall in the flesh Diseases or inveterate or fresh Doe daily vex his Body more or less And crosses eke his Soule with care oppress For God who in bestowing gifts takes pleasure Doth look for a proportionable measure Of strict and exquisite obedience As homage due in lieu of recompence In stead of which when He beholds that we Delight our selves in thankless jolitie And wilfull disobedience to his Lawes Then loe in furious anger down He throwes Vpon our heads the fire-brands of his wrath That He for our destruction treasur'd hath He makes the Creatures of all kindes to swell With raging zeal each other to excell In prodigall effusion of their ire By thunder tempests lightning water fire The cristall Heav'ns whose kinde benevolence Mans life maintain'd by wholsome influence Left all their proper offices to powre Deserv'd destruction in a flaming showre Of fire and brimstone on a reachless Rout Whose sins for vengeance lowd to Heav'n did shout Thus Hell from Heav'n God sent to punish Sin A Hell in deed to those whose lot was in The fruitfull show'rs and mollifying Rain Forsook likewise their fructifying vain And fell so fierce at Gods just indignation That by an universall Inundation All living things and whatsoever grew Where all destroy'd of all kindes save a few Observe we here the different respects Of what Gods love and what his wrath effects It is our wealth if God in Mercy rain But if in Wrath alas it is our bain The Earth also that sluggish Element Not able longer through sad discontent To bear rebellious Sinners weight did cleave Asunder in the midst and so bereave Them of them-selves their houses goods and all For down alive into the pit they fall Since wrong to God dead things did thus aright O let us fear Gods all revenging might Who can as well by any other thing On careless Sinners dreadfull judgements bring As here by these For how did He alas Strike dead a company as they did pass Neare to the towre of Silo which did fall With violence on them and slew them all Not that they were of some abomination More guilty or more lewd in conversation Than other men that scaped that mischance But that his glory God might so advance Full many have the secret judgements been And still are many fearfull to be seen That God inflicts on Man by Sea and Land To show the pow'r of Gods reveng'ing hand All which undoubtedly for Sin are wrought Though that not alwayes unto light be brought For Sin no sooner had the pow'r t' invade us But to Gods judgements straight it subject made us Sometimes by Dearth by bloody Wars sometimes Sometimes by Plagues God punisheth our crimes Sometimes by Shame by Griefe by slandr'ous lies Sometimes by Lions Bears by Frogs and Flies Sometimes by mighty troupes of Rats and Mice And schoals of Wormes and huge armies of Lice Which little vermine are the full'st of wrath And fierce revenge as the old Poet saith The basest ever is the most severe Once having got the pow'r to dominere All other Creatures likewise of all kindes Both quick and dead have shown revengefull mindes 'Gainst Man for Sin so that He 's in that case That surely safe He 's not in any place His wife besides which is his other selfe Doth often play the Chang'ling and the Elfe Not caring how she vex nor how she grieve Him Wher-as with comfort she should still relieve Him And yet here-in she does but as did He He to Himselfe was foe and so is she His Children also blossoms of his strength His present hope of future joy at-length Doe often prove unruly and doe vex Him VVith rude exploits which inwardly perplex Him For He in them Himselfe beholds aright How sleightly He respected God All-might Preferring more his longing Wifes desire Than love of Heav'n or fear of Hellish fire Right so his Sons they think themselves so wise That folly 't were to follow his advise And as for Neighbour-people round about Him It is a world to see how they doe flout Him If He be great a King a Duke a Lord They basely praise his indiscreetest word If He be born a man of low degree They keep Him down in base servilitie If rich they rob Him lest too well He fare If poor then hang Him such but vermine are If He doe well through envie they doe carp If ill it is their tabret and their harp Let Him be great or good or friend or foe He wants not them that will procure his woe VVhat e're He be He 's not without this cross He 's sensible of griefe or pain or loss Now loe the Man that whilom was so neat So glorious so God-like and so great Is now become most vile yea most abhorr'd Of those Creatures of whom He was the Lord. As He to God rebellious was first So they to Him ere since He was accurst O cursed Man ô miserable wight On whom all plagues of Hell Earth Heav'n are light Both what He hath without or Him within Are all ore-thrown through guilt of deadly Sin Look-on his person look-on his estate That 's totally deprav'd this desperate So that He must in grievous miserie First spend his daies then die eternally From Grace and Glory being once depos'd To shame and woe for ever He 's expos'd For'ts not in Him to work a remedie B'ing quite depriv'd of all abilitie THE BLESSED MAN Setting-forth MANS FELICITIE In that His REGENERATION Is consulted-of by the Heav'nly POWERS Ejus commiserens Sortis Divina Potestas Vt redeat Civis consulit Exul Homo MANS FELICITIE CONSVLTED-OF The Argument Whose wofull state the Heav'nly Powers pitie And doe consult to bring Him to their Citie LOe then th' All able God the God of Love To help this helpless Wight Himselfe did move VVhich caus'd immediately ev'n with th'intentiō 〈◊〉 and sweet but yet a sharp contention Amongst the Pow'rs of Gods own Hierarchie Some said it could some said it could not be Some wisht it might but knew not how it could Some knew it could and also that it should About this wretch

Mercy or what Attributes soe're But Heav'n Earth shall know what Truth affirms Iehovahs Zeal for Iustice sake confirms VVhen mighty Angels did them-selves exalt Down from the Heav'ns to Hels infernall vault I threw them instantly how than Can this proud worm this trait'rous cative-Man That hath not pow'r weak motions to withstand How can He scape the force of my strong hand For 'fore that Heav'ns should grant Man a remission And not on some equivalent condition Or that the Earth should yeeld Him nutriment By annuall-successive increment The fruitfull plains with barrenness I 'le strike And make his dwelling places Sodom-like The showring clouds I 'le turn to banks of brass And th' Earth to iron that so fruitfull was The flintie Rocks to shivers I will tear And kernell-sands to mightie mountains rear The gladsome day and rest-affording night That by their intercourse had wont delight I 'le turn to timeless motions never changing Their constant changes of unconstant ranging Among th' Infernall Furies where the Man Shall be tormented while those Furies can To plague Him thus is rightly to reward Him From which nor heav'n nor earth shall ever guard him Yea all the forces they are able make As thunder lightning famine plague earth-quake And whatsoever else as grave and hell Angels and Devils all I will compell To become furious Agents in the cause So strict and pow'full are Iehovah's lawes Thus as Truth said Mans state you may bewail But to redeem 't you never shall prevail Peace here-upon for Mercy could not answer She was through Wraths peremptory censure So speechless grown and heartless like to fall But Peace stept-in affected like to all And with soft speech did sweetly moderate What these her Sisters could not arbitrate First she began with mildest exhortation To move them to take-heed of emulation For that quoth she doth often kindle hate The bane of Bliss and ruine of a State We Sisters are in one we must consent And not by strict exactions once dissent We know our parts wherfore let be our care Them to discharge as it comes to our share You Wrath Truth Iustice ye desire no more But as Man sinn'd so Man be plagu'd therefore Well fear it not but constantly expect The constant God will duly it effect And Sister Mercy you desire no less Than for Mans Sin that God give forgiveness Desire so still that by importunitie God may be mov'd to grant him immunitie Which yet beleeve it may not prejudice Th' inviolable right of strict Iustice Nor any of our worthy Sisters dear VVho equally to God are seated near And though nor you nor I Iustice nor Truth Can see the mean wherby our God renu'th The broke estate of miserable Man Yet certainly our Sister Wisdome can For what soe're our Sov'raign God decrees She th'equitie therof alwaies fore-sees Yea she deviseth things beyond all thought And then propoundeth how they may be wrought And happy they whose actions she directs For only them in favour Gods respects To her therfore have ye recourse for this And ye shall see she 'll not devise amiss Herewith was Mercy inwardly well pleas'd Truth Iustice Wrath were ev'ry one appeas'd To Wisdome then they all referr'd the cause When she making a long but decent pause For Wisdome's alwaies slow to speak enclin'd She doth so duly ponder all in minde When she this controverted cause had waigh'd She orderly the same before them laid The one side pleads quoth she that since Man-kind From Life to Death by Sin are all declin'd Then Death due wage to all our God must give Else can nor Wrath nor Truth nor Iustice live If all Man-kinde the other side replies Must suffer Death for their iniquities No pitie had of any in Gods sight Then Mercy Pitie Peace are banisht quite So prejudiciall then since th' issue is That Man or sav'd or damn'd all is amiss Iustice if sav'd but Mercy if He die That th' one of these perforce from Heav'n must fly And many other of our Heav'nly train Shall therby base indignity sustain My doom is this To salve and keep all eav'n That Man by Death to Life by Hell to Heav'n Shall take his course T'enabl'Him for which end Let all the punishments Iustice can send Be all made good yea Sin and Death and Hell And whatsoever most with Evill swell Let all of them be made good unto Man And then let Wrath inflict ev'n what she can So Mercie may for Mans Sin satisfie And Iustice punish Mans iniquitie Most rev'rend Truth exactly shall appear And austere Iustice strictly dominere Consuming Wrath shall sweetly be appeas'd And all-preserving Mercy shall be pleas'd Remorsefull Pitie shall be highly praised And death-deserving Man to new life raised Contentment thus we Sisters all may have And all of us accomplish what we crave So God in all and of all shall be knowne The God of Life Death Glory Praise Renown No sooner Wisdome had this case decided But Heav'n and Earth who stood by Sin divided VVere both of them with wonderment astonisht At th'equity of what she had admonisht All things with joy 'gan instantly be cheared As soon as hope of reconcilement ' peared Twixt God and Man Yet Reason made this Quaere How Sin how Death how Hell so dark so dreary How these could be made good since for Mans fall They are the pain to plague the Man withall To second this saith Truth there 's none so good That ever yet did spring from tainted blood VVho Man 's depraved Nature could controule By changing Ill to Good to save his soule To change Ill into Good t is to create A work of inf'nite Pow'r wherefore no state Of finite force can be so virtuall As to make Death to Life effectuall By Sin Man did an inf'nite Pow'r offend Which none but inf'nite Pow'r can amend Neither can God Mans Mediatour be For who offended was by sin but He 'T is God in Iustice that looks for amends Therfore not He which satisfaction sends Who then is it that makes this Evill Good Nor God nor Man by Reason they 'r withstood T is I quoth Goodness I as Wisdome bod Will heale Mans sores and make all eav'n that 's od I 'le make his Evill Good his Death the way Wherby eternall Life attain He may I 'le yeeld my selfe my uncorrupted Essence To purifie his Soule his Sp'rite his Sense Yea here behold I offer all I have I 'le with-hold nought that 's needfull Man to save Quoth Truth again kinde Sister you doe well You offer more than Angels tongues can tell Yet cannot your beneficence alone Vnright'ous Man with right'ous God attone 'T is more to reconcile Man to his Maker Than one can doe who ere be th'undertaker When Charity who all this while attended Did understand how Goodness was commended For her kinde offer and withall did hear No one of th' Heav'nly Pow'rs sufficient were Both to