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A61073	Prison-pietie, or, Meditations divine and moral digested into poetical heads, on mixt and various subjects : whereunto is added a panegyrick to the right reverend, and most nobly descended, Henry Lord Bishop of London / by Samuel Speed ...	Speed, Samuel, 1631-1682.; Herbert, George, 1593-1633.; Quarles, Francis, 1592-1644.	1677 (1677)	Wing S4902; ESTC R1711	99,936	245

am dead in grief Or what is worse in sin I call on Jesus and he hears And I to live begin Wherefore to thee bright Name Behold thus low I bow And thus again yet is all this Nothing to what I owe. Down then down bow my knees Still lower to the ground While with mine eyes and voice lift up Aloud these Lines I sound Live Heaven's glorious King By Angels bright ador'd Live gracious Saviour of the World Our chief and only Lord Live and for ever may Thy Throne establish'd be For ever may all hearts and tongues Sing Praises unto thee ¶ To God the Holy Ghost COme into us Holy Ghost From thy bright Coelestial coast Send us a resplendant Beam Come thou Father of the Poor Come thou willing Gift-bestow'r Come thou heart-reviving Gleam Thou of Comforters the best Thou the Souls delightful Guest A refreshing sweet relief Thou in toyl a resting seat Temper in excessive heat Solace to a Soul in grief O thou blessedest of Lights Those that love t' observe thy Rites With thy self their bosoms fill While thou' rt absent nothing can Be regardable in man Nothing can he act but ill What is for did mundifie Water what is over-dry What is wounded render sound Pliant make what 's hard to yield Cherish what with Cold is chil'd Govern what is vagabond In the faithful that confide In thy mercies cause reside All the train of Sev'n-fold Grace Give what Vertue 's merit is Give th' accomplishment of Bliss Joys of an eternal Race Amen ¶ On the Holy Trinity IN Sacred sheets of either Testament 'T is hard to finde an higher Argument More deep to sound more busie to s●…uss More useful known unknown more dangerous ¶ On Christ's Nativity MYsterious Miracle the same should be A Lamb a Shepherd and a Lion too Yet so was he Whom first the Shepherds knew And readily became Sheep to their Shepherd-Lamb Shepherd of Angels Men and Lamb of God Lion of Judah by these Titles keep The Wolf from all thy harmless Sheep Let the whole World flock to thy Fold Jews and Gentiles may they all come In multitudes not to be told Thy Lambs that wander bring them home Glory be to God on high Glory to the Deity ¶ On Christ's Triumph to Jerusalem BEhold we stay Lord come away Thy Road is ready and thy Paths made strait With languishing expect and wait The Consecration of thy beauteous seet Ride on triumphantly see Lord we lay Our carnal lusts and wills all in thy way Hosanna welcome to our hearts Lo here Thou hast a Temple too and full as dear As that of Sion but more full of sin Nothing but Thieves and Robbers dwell therein Then enter Lord chase them and cleanse the floore Crucifie all that they may never more Profane that holy place Where thou hast chose to set thy face And if our stubborn tongues shall be Mute in the praises of thy Deitie The stones from out the Temple-wall Shall cry aloud and call Hosanna And thy glorious foot-steps greet ¶ The Shepherds Dialogue In three parts 1. COme let us finde the Babe That hath made This our World so full of joy And expectation That glorious blessed boy That crowns each Nation With his triumphant Wreaths of blessedness 2. Doubtless he is within the throng Just among His Angels that divinely sing Taking wing So as to eccho to his voice They rejoyce With Wing with Tongue and Heart That so they do perceive their happiness 3. But attended is as now With a Cow The Ox and Mule do all behold With wonder An homely Stable should unfold The Thunder Chor. What an Almighty God have we Great great as is our Miserie ¶ On Christ's Birth in an Inne BLess'd be that Virgin travel'd without pain And lodg'd within an Inne A splendid Star the signe No greater guest did ever come that way For therein lay The glorious Lord of Night and Day Who doth o're Heav'n and over Angels reign He came i' th' time of great Augustus tax All cry'd He comes To pay the sums Or ransom of our lost Humanitie To set us free From an Impious Emperie Of Satan Sin that then bore sway Inspire our Hearts to be thy lodging place In each ones brest Take up thy rest Temples are fitter for thee than an Inne And let not sin Profane the Sacred Deity within So to defile the Ornaments of Grace ¶ Of Thoughts To think upon the Pow'r of God doth awe me To think upon Gods Justice doth affright me To think upon the Love of God doth draw me To think upon God's Mercy doth delight me To think upon God's Bounty that doth please me To think upon God's Favour doth endear me To think upon God's Goodness much doth ease me To think upon God's Promises doth chear me Thus thinking what I think doth make me say The more I think the more methinks I may Lord let my thoughts so firmly fixed be That I may think on nothing more than thee ¶ To the Creator DIvine Creator bear in minde That thou of our Corporeal kinde The form didst take when heretofore 'T was thee a Sacred Virgin bore Bless'd Mary pre-ordain'd to be Mother of Grace and Clemencie Defend us from our mortal foe Receive us when from hence we go Jesus all glory to thy Name Born of a Virgin and the same To th' Holy Ghost and Father be Through Ages to Eternitie ¶ The Godly Garden A Godly heart 's a Garden full of Flowers Well kept and trim'd where Herbs of Grace do flourish Tears of unfeign'd Repentance are the showers That kindly do those Herbs refresh and nourish Faith is the Prime-rose that doth first appear Which being rooted well stands firm and fast Then grows for ev'ry Season of the year The choicest Flowers for odour or for tast If Weeds amongst them spring to give offence The Gard'ner plucks them up and casts them thence Lord give me Grace to keep my Garden so That nothing there but Herbs of Grace may grow ¶ The Soul's Alarm A Wake my Soul chase from thine eyes This drowsie sloath and quickly rise Up and to work apace No less than Kingdoms are prepar'd And endless Bliss for their reward Who finish well their race 'T is not so poor a thing to be Servants to Heav'n dear Lord and thee As this fond world believes Not even here where oft the wise Are most expos'd to injuries And friendless vertue grieves Sometimes thy hand lets gently fall A little drop that sweetens all The bitter of our Cup O what hereafter shall we be When we shall have whole draughts of thee Brim-full and drink them up Say happy Souls whose thirst now meets The fresh and living stream of sweets Which spring from that bless'd Throne Did you not finde this true even here Do you not finde it truer there Now Heaven is all your own O yes the sweets we taste exceed All we can say or you can read They fill and never cloy On Earth

sacred Three One undivided Deity As it hath been in Ages gone May now and ever still be done ¶ Of Life AN humane life is but a Play of Passion What is man's Mirth but Musick of Division Our Mothers Wombs the Tyring-houses be To deck us up for Time's short Tragedie The World 's the Stage Heav'n the Spectator is To sit and judge who'ts doth act amiss The Clouds that shade us from the scorching Sun Are but drawn Curtains till the Play be done ¶ The Power of Prayer THe Sun by Pray'r did cease his course and staid The hungry Lions sawn'd upon their Prey A Walled passage through the Sea it made From furious fire it banish'd heat away It shut the Heav'ns three years from giving Rain It open'd Heav'ns and show'rs pour'd down again O may our Pray'rs dear Lord approach to thee Petitions hear and then propitious be Teach us to praise thy Name with one accord That we may sing due praise to thee O Lord. ¶ God and Caesar. Render to Caesar and to God c. 'T Is God's command we should be just why then Let 's not wrong him giving his right to men Honour to God it is our due to render And Caesar's due we justly ought to tender To both we stand indebted all we have Must Caesar's be if Caesar please to crave What matter is it wherein lies the odds We all are Caesar's Caesar's all is Gods ¶ Gabriel and Mary THe Salutation which the Angel brings Imports that joys come and depart with wings Gab. Hail blessed Mary never cast thy mind To trace the passage of this pleasing wind Mary What voice is this that calls me blessed when Gab. Stay wandring thoughts 't is I thou' rt bless'd agen Blessed of women Mary Oh I faint I die Gab. Eternally thou liv'st Again 't is I God hath thee favour'd so as to entomb A blessed Saviour in thy blessed Womb. Mary How shall this be alas my Lord how can I bear a Childe that never knew a man But am a Virgin pure Gab. Farther attend Of his Dominions there shall be no end Thou shalt be shadow'd by the Holy One And what thou bearest shall be call'd his Son Mary Then Lord behold thy Hand-maid let it be As thou hast said All shall be bless'd in me That Angels may rejoyce and Men may sue That Devils may believe and tremble too ¶ Judeth's Prayer THus lowly on my face with Sack-cloath spread To God on high with Ashes on my head I come to pay my Vows to him alone The Lord God of my Father Simeon Who with his Sword became a just Revenger On a Virginity polluting stranger O Lord my God I pray thee bow thine ears Unto my Pray'rs accompani'd with tears The Widow of Manasses lifts her voice Let all that put their trust in thee rejoyce Behold O God though Enemies may smile An Israelite in whom there is no guile To thee I trust Experience teacheth well They 're not all Israel are of Israel Th' Assyrians do multiply each hour With Horse and man they glory in their pow'r They trust in Shield in Spear in Bowe and Sling Not knowing thee the Lord whose breath can bring Destruction to them all and lay their Fame In Ashes God the Lord it is thy Name Gird me with strength unto the Battel Lord Teach me to manage Holofernes Sword Turn thou its edge until at thy command Thy servant Judeth take it in her hand Then be my Battel-ax for Lord with thee I 'll Kingdoms ruine and make Nations flee The Horse-man and his Rider shall no more Isr'el defie their Captains shall adore 〈◊〉 no longer for thy Rod Shall make them understand that thou art God I though a widow have conceiv'd a pow'r But my designes lie harbour'd in a Bower Of pleasing fancies for O Lord at length I must to thee for Judgment and for Strength Let my deceitful lips finde craft to smite Th' Assyrian Prince and those in him delight Bring down their pride that they may understand Thou canst work wonders by a womans hand For Lord thy power is not bound by scope Thou sav'st in dangers when there is no hope And in thy Name I 'll go and dare to do That those Thy Foes Shall fear and tremble too ¶ Judeth and Holofernes Hol. BE of good comfort woman let not fear Presume to have an habitation here I never injur'd any man or thing That willing was to serve the Earth's chief King What now is hapned to thy people they By their perverseness have hewn out the way But fairest of your Country let me know Whither your wandring Beauty means to go And why thou fledst to us leaving those whom Dame Nature hath commanded from thy Womb Thy name in golden Letters to entomb Jud. Receive the Cause thy Hand-maid shall relate Who will resolve in truth the same to state Follow the way thy servant shall direct And God will thee undoubtedly respect As lives Nebuchodonozor thy King Who sent thee to support each living thing Man shall obedience pay to thee and all The Beasts Fowls of the Air and Cattel shall Live under thy command for we have hear'd Thy wisdome makes thine Enemies afeard Most true it is a Sword is not the Rod Can scourge our Nation till against their God They sin Now Death hath got the upper hand Their Meat and Water fail they 're at a stand What to do next and do resolve to cause Some things to be consumed which the Laws Of God have held unlawful Tenths or Oyl Which was once for the Priests is now for spoil A License from the Senate they expect As if that Cloak can cover their neglect Now when 't is brought they 'll doat without delay And Justice shall condemn them that same day And I thine Hand-maid knowing this am fled To work such wonders with thee when they 're spread Those that shall hear shall stand astonished Thy servant serveth God both day and night And is religious trusting in his might Let then thine Hand-maid to the Valley go And pray to God then shall she surely know The time that they intend to act their sin And consequently when thou may'st begin To seize upon Judea for thine own And make their great ones to become as none And it shall come to pass that there shall be Not one shall dare to lift his hand to thee Thus will I lead thee through the midst of them Until thou com'st before Jerusalem And in the midst thereof thy Throne shall stand And give to Nations far and neer command Hol. God's strength be with thee sure he sent thee here T' encourage us and put our foes in fear Your Beauty and your wisdome do conspire The World should Judeth's vertuous name admire Proceed fair Lady surely if thou do As thou hast spoken then will I be true To thee and to thy God and thou shalt dwell With Nebuchodonozor We will tell The Nations how thy Vertues do excel Here 's