dispaire To thee O Lord I doe commit my selfe I neuer will repine For thou know'st best what is most fit in life and death let me be thine FINIS ¶ Precepts of duties HIgh mightie God of righteousnes in wrath a dread consuming fire Thou did'st in perfect happines make man that dard gain'st thee conspire And breake thy lawes with all dispight whē thou had'st made him pure holy Plac'd him in garden of delight so great and wicked was his folly That hauing leaue to take or leaue to chuse refuse or vse at pleasure He did himselfe by sinne deceaue of that Diuine surpassing treasure And by his mutabilitie regardles of thy sacred sawes He brought in instabillitie lost his free will made breach of lawes Thou God of iustice must doe right man wanting grace with want of grace By grace substraction did'st requite bannishe him that blessed place By meanes of which we are inclin'd from thy behests to runne astray Our tōgue our heart our soule our mind by sinne is carried cleane away Thine honor first is sted fast faith in Christ and in thine holy booke And in thy truth that thy spirit saith which in mine hart for faith doth looke The next obedience to thy will as thou cōmanded'st by thy sweet word From Syna and from Sions hill to teach vs do thine hests O Lord. Vs for thy children hast elected and vs adopted to inherit Thy blisse if thy blisse be respected and seal'd vs with thine holy spirit Thou mad'st vs free by thy sons bloud to th' end thou mayest be glorifi'd In soules and bodies for our good his passion hath vs purified thou freed'st vs to that end we mought serue thee in holy righteousnes Thou gau'st thy sonne and he vs bought from thraldome of our sinfullnes Thou would'st he should for al men die to make him liue in thine elect And they in him to fructifie and with his graces hast them deckt By grace and holy inspiration rebellious nature seek'st to tame With precepts for instruction leau'st vs lawes in thine owne name The readie way of seruing thee and profit to our neighboures bring And louing thee most zealously who art our father Lord and King Though by thy Gospell we be free from lawes of sinne and Punishment Yet rules of life and pietie thou hast prescrib'd and to vs lent Thereby to mannage all our deeds and guide vs least we stepp awry And rightly vse our natures seedes both well to liue and well to die These lawes did'st write in tables two with the pure finger of thine hand Deliuered them Moyses vnto that we thy will might vnderstand The first cóntaineth precepts foure of duties due vnto thy fear◠The second six commandements more of loue we should to neighbours beare The summe and substance of them all and that fulfilleth euery part Is thee to loue on thee to call with all our soule might minde heart To other men especially thine houshold that are firme in faith As to our selues to giue supply with all our helpe as scripture saith But we are weake our case thus stands in this fraile mortall life of ours No man can keepe these thy commaunds but breakes them at all times houres Yet thou thy children oft dost will them selues to comfort hopeingly Ther 's left for them some measure still t' approach to thee acceptablie Namely when they bend their whole strength dayly preuented by thy spirit And stand in hope t' attaine at length what now they want by Christ his merit Walking and dayly going on by stepps thereof to Paradice Praysing and lauding thee alone sighes yet for their infirmities The faithfull know all and beleeue with thee our father mercie is For with thy sonne do'st all thinges giue how can we then of mercy misse Therefore my God now giue to me all that thou giu'st to thine elect Of thine eternall clemencie let not thy spirit my soule reiect Illuminate my knowledge darke Possesse my heart the Lord to loue What 's don amisse Lord doe not marke but let thy spirit my spirit still moue That I most constantly may walke the steps path's of thy iust lawes And of thy goodnes dayly talke with feare and loue and all applause To whom I wholie owe my selfe for thou hast Lord created me And bought me not with worldly pelfe but by thy sonne hast made me free Whence I doe also learne to loue all men in thee and for thy sake Who beare thy image from aboue and my vocation surer make O let me thus thy fauour finde and peace of consience vnderstand Thy blessings and thy mercies kinde to God the work 's of mine ill hand That fil'd with daies I leaue my life rest to inioy with all contents And liue eternally from strife and keepe thy ten Commaundements Finis ¶ An invocation to God humbly praying for remission of sinne WEll spring of bountie God of feare beginning that mak'st all begin With what oblation to appeare appease thy wrath that 's due for sinne I know not blood of Bulles and beast or sweetest incense that doth rise From earth of old they were the least and are not now of any prise O how should I be reconcil'd againe vnto thy louing fauour How long Lord shall I be exil'd from my sweete Lord only Sauiour How long O haue I cal'd to thee to thee in name of thy deere Sonne Yet what I ask'd thou gau'st not mee and what I would is left vndonne I long haue knocked at thy doore of mercy but none entrance finde Sorrowes and troubles more and more increase and vex my soule and minde I dayly waite most wofull mortall before thy seate of clement grace But may not peepe within thy portall nor see thy glorious beautious face I sigh and mourne my teares are seas I sincke vnder the burdnous loade Of sinne and shame and find none ease prouoke me forward with thy word Of castigation I desire to quench thy wrath with flouds of teares Yet still increase thy fearefull fire and so increase my frostie feares By prayers thee to presse who dares except by thy sonnes mediation To seeke thy glory 's all our cares and th' end of earthly mens creation what course should I poor wretch thē take to doe or aske that 's good iust But vnto thee my prayers make and onely in thy sonne put trust Yf that my sinnes shall thee offend then all thy creatures rage storme And all conspire by thy commaund to beate on me poore sillie worme Where shall I be or whether flie from sight of thine all seeing ey ne As Noahs doue on earth am I and cannot looke against thy shine But if thou show thy louing face all creatures on my seruice tend Men beasts and Angels doe me grace to helpe me all their powers doe bend What should I
of griefe and paine The fourth part of the second lamentation ¶ The repentant in humility reasoneth with God that sith that the Lord threatneth sorrowes to those that seeke to other Gods that he would be pleased to mittigate his afflictions and to romoue his heauie hand because he poore man onely flyeth to the Lord as his chiefe rocke and fortresse whereon he may safely build HOw long O Lord how long wilt thou forget me how long shall I Seeke to be hard and know not how to make thee listen to my cry How long shall I thy councell seeke yet ignorant what course to take I pray to thee O Lord most meeke with sighes groanes which neuer slake My heart with griefe and heauines pow'rs forth complaints continually Before thee in my great distresse yet inward light obtaine not I. That lighten should my pensiue soule and comfort mine afflicted heart Thy wrath with rigour doth controule my forward hopes and causeth smart Thou threatnest sorrowes to increase to such as seeke to other Gods Why should not then my torments cease that child-like feare thy awfull rods Sith I in thee my faith repone why should I then true wisdome want It being sought from thee alone why doest thou then refuse to grant Thou did'st create all men at first and do'st preserue all maintaine Thy sunne doth shine on best worst the same to all thou do'st remaine But sith to thee alone I kneele and onely vnto thee doe call O let me Lord thy mercies feele and let thy dropps of mercie fall With thee there is redemption and thou deliuerest all that trust In Christ for their saluation by whom the sinfull are made iust Thou keep'st thē safe vnder thy wings of fauour from the mercilesse Thy fauour giueth all good things to thine elect in their distresse O therefore be my rocke whereon I may both safely build and rest Castle of refuge Arke alone in which I am in safetie blest For thou hast promi'st in thy loue that they that put their trust in thee Like Syons mount which doth not moue shall safely stand eternally Breake thou the chaines which haue me ty'de remoue the sorrowes from my heart Wherewith Lord all my vaines are dry'd and I am parcht in euery part That I walking at libertie with a free spr'ite may salue my sore My hope may liue and crosses die and I sing praise to thee therefore And let my foes no more preuaile that Lyon-like doe me destroy And like to Wolues they me assaile that spoile the sheep the shepheards ioy O carry me Lord in thine armes throughout thiese miseries cleane away And safely keepe me from all harmes that now sticke fast in mire clay Let no vntimely suddaine fate cut off my daies er'e fully spent Or raging floudes sincke mine estate nor swallow me incontinent But rather Lord returne them backe these swelling waues that roare rage On euery side to worke me wracke their gusts tempests Lord asswage Let me passe on my mortall course and finish thiese my daies of life Of thy meere loue and kind rem orse in peace and loue from hate and strife FINIS ¶ A thankesgiuing to God with magnifing of his holy name vpon all instruments YEeld vnto God the Lord on high praise in the cloudes firmament With heauens earth's sweet harmony tunes which are from motions sent His laude be with the stately sound of trumpets blast vnto the skye Let harpe Organes foorth be found with flute and timbrell magnifie Praise him with Simballs loud Simballs with instruments were vs'd by Iewes With Syrons crowdes Virginalls to sing his praise do not refuse Praise him vpon the claricoales the Lute and Simfonie With dulsemers and the regalls sweete Sittrons melody with Drumes Fife Shrillest shalmes with Gittron and bandore With the Theorba sing you psalmes and Cornets euermore With Vialls and Recorders sing the praises of the Lord With Crouncorns musicke laud the king of Kings with one accord With Shackbuts noate that pierce the skies with Pipe and Taberret What tunes by reedes or Canes arise do not his praise forget Let euery thing that yeeldeth sound by land or eke by sea The birds in aire or beasts on ground sing yea his praise alway All instruments deuis'd by art all liuing things by nature Praise yee the Lord with ioyfull heart of all the world creatour ¶ The third Lamentation in distresse ¶ Wherein is contained the hope faith and confidence of the distressed whereby he relieth wholy vppon God not trusting in the helpe of man nor fearing any euili that mortall man can doe vnto him I Cannot Lord excuse my sinne most infinite before mine eies And many more are me within I haue forgot which secret lies which slightly I haue ouer past as if they were no sinnes at all Thy wrath for them makes me agast to mercy I appeale for all There 's no man liuing at this houre can satisfaction giue for me It is so farre beyond his power of the least sinne to set me free Who can rehearse or call to minde what he hath don amisse before Who in his reckoning booke can finde his sinnes that thou put'st on thy score If by my selfe I nothing knew yet thou that see'st and iudgest all Can'st finde enough both old new yea there 's enough in Adams fall I haue no meane for to be freede neither from wrath or miseries But by the wounds of Christ that bleede and wash me from iniquities Condempne me not oh father deere but in him haue compassion Though with thy rod thou beatest me heere yet graunt to mee saluation And then in death I shal be safe by thy grace preseruation Thou wil't vphould me by thy staffe from hell and condemnation Thou seem'st as if thou had'st me left why art thou Lord so farre me fro That am of comforts all bereft depriu'd of hope and wrapt in woe Why turnest thou away thy face I offering sacrifice to thee In prayers praise vnto thy grace and thou no whit regardest mee I onely put my trust in thee oh come Lord come now at the last Performe thy promises to mee remember not my sinnes bee past Vaine is the hope in mortall man weake is his arme his heart not right No iustice iudgement shew he can but thou artiust O Lord of might Therefore I onely trust in thee to thee I onely am inclin'd Let me not disappointed bee but let me now thy mercies finde O Lord looke on my miseries behould my troubles paine griefe Who liuing in extremities of life am weakned in beliefe Our father 's prayed with trust in thee in dangers out of troubles all Being deliuered and set free and were rais'd vp when they did fall thou heardst thē whē they thee sought did'st them lend thy ayding hands when they almost to
death were brought and them deliuered out of bands Great was thy fauour Lord to all them that tooke hould of thee by faith But what am I that am so small a worme no man as Dauid saith Yet I belieue helpe vnbeliefe Lord I am couered ouer with shame Be thou my glory ease my griefe that I may magnifie thy name The wicked worldlings me contempne because thou hid'st thy face from me Deriding grace and me condempne because of imbicillity My neighbours that should me assist disdaine me my familiars all That should me comfort do desist their helpe to raise me from my fall They say of me my hopes are vaine my kinsfolkes who should yeeld me ayde In my necessities refraine to come to mee they are afraid And tauntingly they scoffe and say deseruedly he thus doth suffer Is iust he wrought his owne decay none other kindenes they me offer I know t' is thou that sitt'st on high do'st send and suffer maladies And therefore I on thee rely to remedy my miseries My woes O Lord by such increase as should in friendly wise relieue me They that should seek to make my peace they are the men that most do grieue me But I that taste the cuppe will say t' is thou hast don 't and I will beare it When t' is thy will who can say nay t' is out of loue why should I feare it Releiue my soule with timely dewe and comfort me restore Restore my soule vnto those ioyes the which I felt too sore Now after stormes Lord send a calme and graunt me peace yet now at last And I will praise thee with a psalme with thankes for all thy fauour past I 'le magnifie thy name for aye that bring'st such wondrous things to passe That worldlings neither thinke nor say nor know why t' is or how it was The iust shall heare saints be glad when wicked men shall faint quaile To see what fauour I haue had all their hope doth quench quaile whō they so lōg haue scornd deem'd euen through afflictions cast away For thy name sake Lord mee esteem'd their night is past they haue their day Respect my meditation helpe mee in time conuenient Lord graunt my supplication thou know'st tri'st my hearts intent Let not the righteous be dismaide nor wicked triumph in my fall Nor yet let sinners be afraid in time of neede to thee to call And let me put my confidence direct my faith erect mine hope Vnto thy gratious prouidence this of my praiers is the scoape FINIS ⧠The fourth Lamentation in distresse ¶ Wherein the distressed prayeth for faith for zeale and strength in vndergoing Gods corrections and to be deliuered from dangers prepared against him O Lord I lift my heart to thee my soule in thee doth euer trust O let mee not confounded bee but make me righteous with the iust Let men not haue their wills gain'st me but powre on mee thy comfort sweete Thy sauing health Lord let me see who prostrate begg it at thy feete Let thy right hand and prouidence be stretched out to hould me vp And giue me grace and patience in lowlines to tast thy cuppe So shall I sit on surest rocke and strength and power to me get And ablely beare mine enimies stroke though round about they me beset For why my comfort is in thee and on thy prouidence I depend O keepe mee safe in libertie till all my troubles come to end From perills six hast me deliuered I know therefore thou wilt from seauen From earthly thoughts let me be seuer'd and conuersation haue in heauen I know that loue a multitude of shamefull sinnes doth closely couer Within the gates I me include thou art my soules true spouse louer The faithfull thereby may take hold of hope to haue a prosperous end Of their desires this makes me bolde for ayde and comfort to attend And with all patience to perseuer I know thy word it is most sure Poore penitent by faith I 'le euer stand firme and to the end indure Alas deere God I nothing craue to haue of thee by mine owne right But in Christs name I 'le aske and haue for hee 's most gratious in thy sight Yea for his merrits thou do'st loue me in him I know thou art well pleas'd And hearest sinners whē they moue thee forgiu'st their sin and they are eas'd Among'st whom Lord I am the chiefe and of good things am Ignorant Yet on the crosse did'st saue the theefe for Christ his sake me mercy graunt In this worlds vanities most vilde I liue and haue no taste of trueth I knew not I was in exile but did in folly spend my youth Of thee alone I knowledge haue for of my selfe I am but weake Thou art my God that strength me gaue to worke to rest to liue to speake For of my selfe is misery and of my selfe is all that 's ill But from thee Lord comes all mercy and perfect power to worke thy will With in to consolation of my sadde soule wounded heart With out to preseruation o◠my weake body in each part Therefore teach me the truth oh Lord thy sacred truth shew mee thy waies That I should walke led by thy word to thy glory spend my daies Lord keep frō wicked thoughts mine heart mine hands that they commit noe ill Mine eies my tongue and euery part Lord grant they may performe thy will My feete from falling still preserue as of my selfe regard me not Deale not with me as I deserue as are my sinnes reward me not Behould not my deformities but looke on me in Christ by loue My sinnes and all enormities as mists and cloudes from me remoue Thou righteous art and gratious reformest sinners sinnes forgiu'st O be to me propitious to liue in thee that euer liu'st Keep thou my soule let me not perish nor vtterly to be confounded That trust in thee but my soule cherrish ioy mine hart which thou hast wounded Thou art my strength sure defence in time of dangers imminent Though all helpe faile experience hath taught me thou art permanent I goe vnto thine Oracle and from thy word I councell take And finde a wondrous miracle thou neuer do'st thine owne forsake Thy seruants that in thee do trust thy tabernacle shall them shield In secret thou do'st hide the iust that are not with foule sinne defilde Harken O Lord harken and heare vnto my voice that call and cry O let thy loue to'wards me appeare with streames and floods of thy mercy Thou sayest O Lord seeke yee my face what is it but in my distresse To cry for helpe and craue thy grace and ayde in time of heauines My soule by the pure priueledge of thy free spirit which teacheth truth My heart prepared with knowledge and faith and hope vnto thee sueth My tongue doth speake mine heart doth mutter and euery member in his place Doth
soules sadnes In darknes let me light espie in mid'st of sorrow graunt me gladnes On fruitfull ground Lord doe mee plant and build me vp on surest rocke Annoyes to ioyes to wealth turne want from future ills me keepe and locke As trees that grow by waters side whose leaues blossoms freshly flourish For euer let my state abide thy loue reuiue thy grace me nourish Let thy spirit dayly spring bud with faiths pure braunches frō my hart Let dewes drops of Christ's deer bloud feede vaines of hope from sinners dart My store's decayd thou can'st renew it my basket's empty thou can'st fill it Refresh my heart againe reuiue it reuiue it Lord for thou did'st kill it Thou help'st the simple poore needy thou see'st my state thou can'st all mend I know thou know'st when to be speedy and know'st thy time when to defend Helpe helpe O Lord else downe I fall hould me fast by thy strong hand And lift me vp against them all that by opposing me withstand Thy promise Lord thou doest performe thy words are deeds thou sai'st do'st A happie end thou doest returne and graunt to those that on thee trust My safety Lord thou hast ordain'd by faith my hope doth mount fly And by that hope I am sustain'd if that were lost my soule would dye My faith hath fixt an obiect right my will doth farre my power exceed But Lord I know that in thy sight the will is taken for the deeede Then Lord for deede my will do take and I secured shall be then Oh graunt me this for Christ his sake to whom be praise for aye Amen FINIS ⧠The eight Lamentation in distresse ¶ In which the distressed craueth pardon for his sinnes the cause of his misseries O Had I wings like to a Doue then should I from these troubles flye To wildernes I would remoue to spend my life and there to dye Mong'st bushes thicke and branches tall of mightie Cedars hughe and high With sauadges and wild beasts all for to auoide my misery But why thus wish I Lord alas that am vaine man of flesh blood Thou God that bring'st all things to pas do'st know this sorts not for my good For were I in vast wildernes in furthest part of earth or ayre I could no whit my case redresse as being in thy power there Were I in bowels of the earth were I in Sea in Cloudes or Skie With sorrow griefe with ioy or mirth there Lord thou art with powerfull eie There canst thou also finde me out and visit there my foule offence Thou art my paths and bed about t' is vaine to hide or seeke defence ¶ The second part of the eight Lamentation ¶ The penitent by faith preuailes against frailty in the fierie triall THen let me at thy footestoole fall there acknowledge mine amisse For pardon begge and mercy call and pray for grace and heauenly blisse And that thou bridle my desires clense mine affections with thy spirit Inflame me with thine holy fire in nought but thee let me delight Lord tame the fiercenes of mine heart reforme my words my mouth speach Thou fountaine of all wisdome art therefore right wisdome do me teach In vnderstanding truth instruct me vouchsafe me perfect patience So to that freedome wilt conduct me where is no losse nor paine of sence And from thiese dangers best me free which most I feare soon'st possesse The comforts most desir'd by me and so enioy true happines O make not Lord thy absence long but hasten my deliuerance Against my foes Lord make me strong which do themselus gainst me aduance That ready are with on set newe for to assault my silly soule Wearied with stormes that do accrew plungd with waues which or'e me roule The third part of the eight Lamentation WHerefore hast thou left vnto vs by thy word a commaundement To cast our cares on thee which thus with weighty burdens vs torment With promise to vs helpe and ease thou see'st knowest Lord our desire Our secret hearts and all our waies all 's plaine to thee as light as fire If therefore I should iustifie my selfe I should condempned bee Thou find'st me out and do'st me try my righteousnes is nought to thee disclay ming mine integritie I cast me downe Lord at thy feete And pray for pure sincerity that I do all in all that 's meete Wherefore thou art most bountifull when wants weakenes we confesse Yea then thy guifts are plentifull vs to releiue in our distresse On thee my burden Lord I 'le lay for well I knowe thou car'st for all That thee belicue loue feare obey and for thy grace and mercy call My faith and hope is all in thee I am of imperfections full I Aske why thou do'st visit me should I that blockish am and dull Defiled within and eke without pleade duties don or else be mute It is in vaine to goe about with thee O Lord for to dispute Who euill am in my best way in purest thoughts yea most impure Pardon my weakenes Lord I pray and giue me zeale strength t' indure With humblenes and perfect loue which Lord thou do'st of me require Instruct me God with wisdome moue mee guide and lead to thy desire Shew me the way that tends to blisse after this my long straying heere And bring me home where all peace is let thy free fauour Lord appeare Wherein is life and liberty comfort ioy and society With rest peace and tranquillity for them that liue in pietie The fourth part of the eight Lamentation OH happy he whō thou protec'st most hapy he whō thou dost loue Hee 's strong and wise in all respect'st hee 's fed and clad from thee aboue In all good things hee 's rich in deede when he doth call thou dost him heare What he doth aske thou giu'st at neede he seekes findes them euery where When he is sicke thou do'st him cure when poore thou do'st his wants reply When he is sad he shall be sure thy sauing health and helpe is nye When he is troubled do'st defend him in danger do'st securenes giue him whē men him hate thy loue wilt send him when dead to long life doth reuiue him And giu'st him thē such ioyes for euer as no mans wit can comprehend Me fauour graunt Lord bring me thither to thiese thy blessings without end This fauour Lord vnto me shew and blesse my contemplation Onely in heauen and thee I know is perfect contentation My sorrowes shal be turn'd to ioy my wants vnto sufficiency My teares to gladnes from annoy mourning to mirth and melody My soule keepe safe from death hell my feete from sliding from falling Let me vprightly walke and dwell and on thee still O Lord be calling Who do'st performe thy promises and let'st none empty part away That with their hearts seeke thy mercies or do for helpe comfort pray The
lou'st so deerely well M. Within short space they shall not stay But come to me where I shall dwell D. thou do'st fiō thy sweet friends depart M. I goe to sweet friends true of heart Whom Sathan cannot make dispaire Them he 'le tempt in themselues to trust Against that giue thy selfe to prayer And know none in themselues are iust So from thy selfe to Christ doe flie And he 'le relieue thee by and by He 's ouer strong with vs to wrastle Against this danger when help we need Against his force Christ is our Castle And his assaults defends with speed Answere the subtill diuels dispute With thiese replies shalt make him mute It is a sure and strong defence Against all desperation When Sathan seekes with dilligence To worke thy soules damnation The more the diuell would thee depresse The more do trust in Gods goodnes Against presumption and pride Thy feeble weakenes well do weigh And let humility thee guide Remember th' art but dust and clay Vnto thy Sauiour Christ do fly What thou dost want he will supply If thou thus answearst diuels temptation And all his vaine suggestion Shalt not fall into desperation Nor blowne vp by presumption And being strong in faith and humble The diuell shall not thee downe tumble FINIS ¶ The poore and distressed soule being loaden with the burthen of his sinnes feruently prayeth to God for his remission thereof O Lord come pittie my distresse see how I sigh and groane With teares and floods of heauinesse my heart is ouerthrowne Noe hope I finde noe helpe I feele noe cure nor salue I see None can my sinnes corruptions heale sweete Iesus comfort me My wounding sorrowes neuer cease my greefes grow more and more What I should kill doth still increase Lord saue my soule therefore I liuing dye yet dying liue in life yet dayly dye I figh and grone yet cannot grieue sinne makes this mistery Lord let me liue yet howrely die in loue yet dayly hate Let me imbrace yet still defie let peace breede all debate O let me liue yet neuer liue a liue yet euer dead O let me grieue yet neuer grieue fed with thy liuing bread Let passions passe let groanes be gon let moanes be turn'd to mirth I liue and die to Christ alone let sorrowes sincke to earth FINIS ⧠Seauen Psalmes of Dauids repentance commonly called Penitentiall Psalmes Psalmes 6. I Am thy childe O God most deere then fatherly doe chasten me In irefull wrath as iudge seuere correct not mine impiety For Lord to thee still turnes my hope because thy mercies haue no end Euen as the lowly heleetrope vnto the lofty sun doth bend Forgiue me Lord for I am weake angry rebuke I may not dure My vexed boanes through paines doe breake with mercies mirth doe them recure Dire anguish stickes in troubled soule with Oyle of grace do it alay My conscience sting doth me controule thy comforts doe not long delay In debth no man remembreth thee nor offreth thankes vnto thy name In dark some graue how is he free to celebrate thy glorious fame I am a weary of my groanes all night I wash my couch with teares Wearing my selfe away with moanes my hart is quite consum'd with feares My beauties gon with very griefe and worne with anguish of my foes But thou at last wilt send reliefe to me my God in spight of those Away from me you wicked traine and workers of iniquity My weeping hath not bin in vaine for thou at length hast heard my cry My prayers Lord thou wilt embrace and all mine enimies confound With sudden shame thou wilt deface and make them leuell with the ground FINIS Psalme 32. BLest is he whose vnrighteousnes the Lord hath pardoned and bin So carefull of in his distresse to hide and couer all his sinne O blessed is that man againe to whom the Lord imputes no fault And in whose spr'it no guile doth raigne his soule with error to assault Whilst I in silence yet forbore my flesh with languor gan to faint And all my bones to nothing wore by reason of my dayly plaint Thy heauy hand doth make me quaile and tremble too both night and day My heart and soule with drynes faile my moysture is consum'd away My fault 's to thee I will vnfould to God my sinnes I haue expos'd As vnto him the truth I tould so he with mercy me enclos'd Therefore to thee the pure shall pray in season due with zealous ground For in the floods there is no stay in waters deepe thou art not found Thou art my stocke and stay secure with songs of ioy I am consin'd Thou art my rocke and countermure from all annoy I am enshrin'd I will instruct thee in thy way my eye shall euer be thy guide That thou maist neuer erre nor stray nor yet thy foot-steps once to slide Be not like to the Mule disturb'd that reason doth not vnderstand Nor to the horse which must be curb'd before thou canst his force commaund Sorrow and woe remaine for those that wicked are and loue discord But mercy still shall him enclose which puts his trust in God the Lord. Be ioyfull O yee righteous then lift vp your soules with cheerefull voice All yee that are pure hearted men in grear Iehouah still reioyce FINIS ⧠Psalme 38. PVt me not to rebuke and shame nor in thine anger chasten me O righteous God for thy great name pardon my sinnes and set me free In me thine arrowes fast doe sticke thy heauy hand doth presse me downe My flesh my bones and heart are sicke when thou in wrath on me dost frowne I haue no rest in any ioynt by reason of my deadly sinne With balme of mercy me annoynt and bring me to thy heauenly Inne My dismall deeds doe plunge me soare like rageing billowes of the maine O wast me to thy blissefull shoare and be mine Anchor-hould againe My festred wounds breed mine annoy by reason of my foolish guyze Chasing my heart and soule from ioy all day I mourne with wofull cryes Full of diseases are my loynes and limmes decay in euery part Longuor vnto my flesh adioynes and anguishment consumes my heart Thou knowest all my hearts desires my groanings are not hid from thee Extinguish these outragious fires O Lord and cure mine agonie My heart doth pant my strength doth faile my neighbours did their loue exchang And darkenesse did my sight assaile my very kindred waxed strang Mine enimies that sought my life layd snares for me in euery place Plodding all day to worke my strise and bring my name into disgrace But as one deafe that could not heare their taunting scoffes I did neglect And like the dumb did speech forbeare for thou their slaunders wilt correct For in thee euer doe I trust to right my wrongs and plead for mee A gainst my foes O God most iust for all reuenge belongs to thee Of the most humbly I did craue that they in tryumph should not rise
then say giue or doe what payne can gaine my fauour lost Riuers of Oyle or ought thereto they are thine owne and of thy cost Accept yet Lord the sacrifice of Heart Calues of lippes vnfained This is that Offring did'st deuise to haue thy grace to be obtained The free will offringe of my Zeale in sence of sighing still assending They to thy mercies seate appeale would make peace for mine offending faulter Although mine heart tongue doe yet in Christ Iesus meditation Receaue this offering on thine Alter with all my best imagination Heare me in him in him relieue me for without him noe helpe can be None can my soules or harts ease giue me nor can I inward comforts see Till I know that thy wraths appeas'd and haue thy charter of thy pardon Then shall I finde mine heart so eas'd that I desire noe further guerdon And now I most vnhappie man that did offend my God soe kinde By grace of him in all I can I 'le seeke with heart with soule minde To honor serue obey and please him that is mine al-seeing maker Whom I beseech to graunt me peace and make me of his ioyes partaker Finis A Godly meditation wherein the distressed sheweth he is vnfeignedly grieued hat he hath offended God who is so powerfull and so dread a iudge who also as the repentant thinketh hath armed man and all creatures against him for his sinnes But aggrauating the greatnes of his miseries and afflictions at the last heresolueth to goe vnto God in Christ his name with whom he is well pleased and in whom he will accept the prayers of the offendant ALas that I offended euer this God of Gods this Lord of powers That can in peeces all men shiuer and ouerturne the stateliest towers Ah woe is me that I offended and iustly God stir'd vpp to ire Who by his lawe hath sin condempned vnto the pit of endles fire I dayly see Gods creatures all iustly for sinne displeas'd with mee Mens hearts are hardned and with gall feede mee that haue offended thee My God thy blessings all one earth thou doest witholde from me keepe Alas my soule sustaines a dearth of grace vnto thy grace I creepe But what to doe or what to say I know not Lord but I know this My grieses encrease more day by day my mirth is moane bane is my blisse One euill doth another call like waues on waues in raging seas My weary burthen makes me fall I find no comfort helpe nor ease I hope of helpe but that hope quailes in crosses are my comforts ended I fly to faith but then faith failes when I neede most to be defended As if I were the onely man prepos'd by thine intendement Whom heauen earth must curse ban as subiect of all punishment Thy iustice dams me I appeale to mercy then appeald I feare To be reiected thus colde zeale and secret sinnes with griefe I beare Shall I thinke it a fruitles taste vnto my God for to repaire That Sinners calles and bids them aske and they shall haue all things by praier Can it be bootles downe to fall beâ—oâ—e his throne of maiestie And with repentant tongue to call for pardon for my iniquitie May not vnfained cries at last preuaile with him that 's pittifull To pardon my offences past moue my spr'its which now are dull I 'le frame my heart to meditate my tongue to vtter what may please Him whom best knoweth mine estate and seeke his wrath for to appease To him I 'le goe in Christ his name in whom I know hee is well pleased And will confesse my sinne with shame and so mine heart shall sure be eased ¶ The second part of the meditation FOr Christs sake looke on me againe hee is God all sufficient Hee doth behold and see my paine my inward faithfull hearts intent Hee knoweth what I goe about all I thinke speake or doe amisse He writes or noates without all doubt in his remembrance booke it is I know he will in worth accept what iustly I intend to doe And cannot it performe except He put his helping hand thereto He knoweth that I am but flesh and what is flesh but fraile and ill And what is man a lumpe of trash whom vaine desires do fully fill And will this God Iehouah high so strong and powerfull set his might Against a worme so weake as I a silly man a shade of night What conquest can there be in God to worke reuenge on mee poore soule Who still corrects me with his rod whose iustice doth my sinnes controle shall I dispute with thee nay rather poore wetch I should fal prostrate down And humbly kneele vnto my father pray with teares wheÌ„ he doth frowne If he afflict more be it so if further plague me let be so If he will kill with paines and woe do what he list let it be so For I am his do what he will with mee and all that mine can bee It is his owne and must be still there 's no disputing God with thee There is noe Art or Eloquence can quench thy coales of burning ire It is not words can make defence nor friends can saue me from they fire Nor take me from the powerful hands so full of might force strength power Or breake a sunder thy strong bands nor ease one minute of an houre I le yeelde me therefore to his will Lord doe what thy good pleasure is Turne me as may thy minde fullfill I 'le waite the time of happie blisse I le waite thy pleasure time will come wherein I may the issue see Of my afflictions all and some and what thy purpose is with mee The meanetime I will with thy word consult and vse my exercise And comfort take though hope O Lord refresh dull spr'ites cleare dim'd eies With dewe of thy sweete promises laying aside all fleshly ayde I onely rest on thy mercies in holy word as thou hast said And in true faith will I remaine and seeke thee beeing the true way Wherein who walkes at length shal gaine true blisse and happines foraye Who this embraceth shall not erre wherein who liues shall neuer die But weare a crowne past reason farre to liue with God etetnally FINIS ¶ A prayer wherein the distressed humbly confesseth his sinnes and the vanities of his former times lewdely mispent desiring others to take example by him and to returne to God by reptntance before it be to late And at the last preparing to die commendeth his soule to God with whom after death he hopeth to liue foreuer AN heart that 's broken contrite to God is a sweete sacrifice Repentant sinners him delight far more then iust men in their eies what I haue bin my God hath knowne what I now am the Lord doth see What I shal be to him is
may also bee couered in Christ his righteousnes and then complaining that his prayers are not heard commendeth himselfe to God whose good pleasure he still attendeth in steadfast faith hope OVr fathers Lord were comforted steength'ned relieued blest Onely by grace and iustified as righteous men in Iesus Christ. Impute not sinne vnto my charge not for my merrit and desert Thou Lord art loue in loue inlardge all those that bee of contrite heart Thou Lord full of compassion and in thy mercies infinite Beare with my imperfection and let me in thy lawes delight Couer my sinnes as right'ous take me and right'ous shall I euer bee That right'ous am not right'ous make me in Christ O Lord cosider mee O Lord what can it profit thee mee to forsake or leaue in thrall As though thou did'st disualew mee my dayly cries and offerings all My troubles yet continue still I seeke thee and am yet denied Of earthly blessings do thy will thy name be alwaies glorified Wretch that I am what end shall be I still complaine I sigh and cry I cry and call yet heerest not me I still will seeke thee till I die Thou mai'st be found be as thou wilt Into thy hands I me commend Thou full of mercy I of guilt in faith and hope do still attend Finis ¶ The second Lamentation containeth Godly and deuout prayers for constancie in afflictions and to beare malicious slaunders patiently ⧠The first part of the second lamentation ¶ The repentant sheweth that his miseries and troubles increase dayly and therefore his aduersarie that iudge with a carnall cie say that God hath for saken him but he replieth to them that God alwaies chastiseth them whom he loueth and doth but correct his children as a louing father doth for the amendment and bettering of their life O Lord how doe my woes encrease how many are my miseries My troubles rise and neuer cease men iudge thou wilt not heare my cries They say thou wilt me quite forsake that ther 's no helpe for me in thee But Lord they are but such that make their sensure with a carnall eye And do not spiritually discerne thy secret purpose and intents Correcting thē whō thou would'st learne to know thy law cōmaundements Chastizing them whom thou do'st loue and scourging them oft with thy rod that thou their harts minds maist moue to feare and serue thee mightie God The wicked outward meanes preferre worldly helps at neede they muster And not to God themselues referre nor comfort take from heauenly lustre Who workes by meanes his sacred will and without meanes brings to effect And against meanes can saue or kill for those him serue his true elect Therefore let not their mallice moue nor yet their taunts dismay my mind I will hould fast by God aboue whose promise iust true I find I striue thy statutes Lord to keepe what thou cōmaund'st I will performe Direct me right to thee I creepe O Lord doe thou my life reforme Defend me Lord from their dispight that watch to catch me in their snare And to intrap me day and night with nettes and ginnes er'e I be ware And scoffe me basely with reproach with shamefull scandalls and disgrace With thy protection Lord approach and let thy mercy me imbrace Let not me come within the reach of their inuentions and deuice whose facts are foule they faire in speach and by base flattery me entice Nor such as lie in waite for me obtaine their wish who doe desire Fit time and oportunitie to worke the euill as they conspire FINIS ⧠The second part of the second lamentation ¶ The repentant prayeth that God would direct him in the right path that so he may grow from grace to grace and from vertue to vertue he also confesseth that his sinnes deserue very sharpe punishments and yet desireth that the Lord would spare him in his mercy O Let me treade in the right path walke frō faith to faith in loue Obserue thy lawes and shun thy wrath and forward to all vertue moue And let my conscience witnes beare of my saith and integritie Let all men see the christall cleare and pure heart of conformitie Though I good father cannot liue free from all sinne and all offence And some take cause though I none giue yet keepe thou cleare my conscience Shall I deserue still as I doe mens iust reprouffes though in discretiō And that against my meaning too and suffer carnall mens oppression That breake forth into bitternes against me that am weake and lame And vomit out their filthines that thou hast don they count my shame And take it as an argument that I am in deiection And thinke it is thy full intent to keepe me from protection Indeed O Lord I must confesse my sinnes deserue sharpe punishment Worthy of more and not of lesse then all the plagues on me hast sent I more should tast then I can beare or able them for to endure Thy mercies yet they doe me spare and make me cleane that am impure But in my weakenes of mine hauiour I this haue done which caus'd me fall And therefore trust in Christ my sauiour his pretious bloud hath paid for all Depending on thy mighty power to saue keepe and deliuer me Least miseries doe me deuour and enemies my sorrowes see And take occasion to pursue pretending to my soule no good Inuettred hatred they renue to eate my flesh drinke my bloud ¶ The third part of the second lamentation ¶ The poore suppliant complaineth that God doth refuse to assist and helpe him and hideth his face from him to his seemming Neuertheles he continueth importunate and will not be denied as pleading the merits and mediation of Christ in whom God the father is well pleased O Lord consider my great moanes preuēt the dangers cōming nigh me My heart is rent with grieues groanes I fly to thee O Lord stand by mee Why standest thou a loofe a lasse seem'st not my troubles to regard Why turnst thou Lord away thy face mine heart doth hope for some reward Why hidest thou thy selfe me fro when troubles are so much abounding As though thou lord did'st me not know thy darts are always mine hart wounding There is no helpe for me in thee they say thou nothing do'st respect me I ne'rethelesse will come to thee in Christ his name wilt not reiect me The rather therefore me relieue that righteous men may well perceiue Thou ready art thine ayde to giue and their desires wilt not deceiue And not to faint when they are tride with like affections any waies But shall with patient minde abide thy will and giue thy name the praise The dullest hearts thou dost prepare to call on thee and thou againe Do'st heare their cries them do'st spare and easest them
shrinke though knowing this Thy wonderous power great mercies most infinite thy mercy is Yf mad'st the Rocke a water spring thy thirsty people to refresh Frō mine hard hearted foes can'st wring some comfort for my withered flesh Yf thou raind'st Manna from aboue meate by a Rauen thy saints to feede Thousands of men did feede with loue when their was little shew of bread Yf to thy people thou sendest Quailes in desert where all foode was scant And since thy goodnes neuer failes should I suppose that I should want ¶ The fift part of the ninth Lamentation COnfirme my faith for euermore that I most constantly belieue Thou can'st and wilt encrease my store and all good things thou wilt me giue All power belongeth vnto thee who can imagine or will say Thou can'st not in my neede helpe me or that thy loue is tane away Sith thou hast don such mighty things so freely for men in distresse Should not I fly with swiftest wings to thee in time of heauines But lo O Lord all things are thine the heauens are thine the earth also The Cattle Fowles the shrubs vine all things in heauen and earth belowe All things aboue all things beneath is thine who truely then can say Thou can'st not giue or them bequeath to whom thou wilt who can say nay Thou makest the corn to spring grow waterst th' earth with thy sweet showers Thou causest beasts with thankes to low with dewes thou water'st fragrāt flowers Since then thou art the Lord of all sith thou cōmaund'st do'st forbid The rich poore mak'st proud men fall that down can'st throvv raise at need Sith that thou tryest vvilt revvard sith thou dost vvhat shall please thy will And in what manner vvilt regard vvhom thou vvilt can'st saue or spill No liuing man commandeth thee not all the vvorld can thee controle O Lord I still vvill pray to thee for health of body and of soule Let it be thus O father deare for Christ his sake thy dearest sonne That dyed and rose my soule to cleare in all things Lord thy wil be done All glory to the Trinity to Father Sonne and holy Ghost Combind in holy vnity of power in might and glory most FINIS ⧠To God the Father WEll-spring of deity God God-head giuer who giu'st away yet kepest what was giuē A fountaine vndiminisht by thy riuer Riuer and fountaine both in fullnes euer Father by euerlasting generation Without precedence in paternity Whether it be of substance or relation For all things are togither in eternity Disclose the depth take frō my muse obscurity Thine hidden depth which makes my verse an oracle So shall I both attaine vnto thy purity And all that read my lines conceiue this miracle How God in getting of another yet Another not an other God did gett FINIS To God the Sonne GReat sonne of God but borne the sonne of man One subiect of a double substance fram'd wherein nor man-hood lost nor god-head wan But of thē both at once one Christ was nam'd Before all times begot in time created The Lord of Lords a seruant from retaining And yet no former forme thereby abated In seruāts forme the forme of God remaining Great sonn of God thē whō there is no greater No not the father in his great diuinitie As God creator and as aman a creature For more and lesse agree not in infinity Teach me to know how man by God assumed Ys both and yet not man by God consumed To God the holy Ghost O Spirit Diuine the cōmon knot whereby The father the sonne do loue together For sonne and father vniuersally Are loue though loue be proper vnto neither Thou that frō both Proceedest from none Vnequally but with the like authority As from one principall though from that one Principally yet without priority One all the first from two the last of three Sweete breath that ioyest euery pensiue heart Breathed from God O God breath into me Skill aboue skill and teach me how thou art The last of three and yet of three so cast As in them all is neither first nor last FINIS ¶ Diuers consolations that the life and time of affliction is short THe comfort that doth make vs bold is our afflictions transitory Cause wee of Christ do take sure hold the troubles short endlesse the glory Eye hath not seene eare hath not hard the ioyes that God for his elect In heauen already hath prepar'd though many troubles to effect Light are our troubles temporarie because Christ and his spirit diuine This waight and burthen helpe to carry and doth in yoake with vs conioyne We looke not on things seene vaine but on things vnseene cast our eie The blessed saints for Christ were slaine Christ answered when they did cry How long how long Lord wilt thou stay a little time though God doth lowre Stay till his wrath be past away t' is but a minute of an howre Christ calles the time of troubles little but Paule doth say the glori's great And in respect t' is but a tittle if 't be compar'd to heauens seate A while saith God I thee forsooke that is short time in misery But thee t'ernall mercy tooke that is to heauen's felicity I 'le feare no danger paine nor losse t' is but the twinckling of an eye I see the crowne I 'le beare the crosse for I shall liue eternally Good gratious God me patience send and then do send what send thou wilt Graunt me those ioyes that ne'r shall end for to that end Christ's bloud was spilt FINIS ⧠Of Death WHat 's death a seperation of mortall body frō our breath What 's that but a Cessation from cares and from a liuing death What 's that Cessation it t' is a sleepe by which we wholie are refreshed Yea but in sleepe who shall vs keepe he that blest all and is most blessed But who made death t'vvas made by sinne what is sin the lawes transgression Of that how should I vauntage win all sinne is weakned by confession But by death's dynt t' is ouercome and whence came sin frō hell beneath Whē wa'st first bred in mothers wombe when will it end not till our death This seemeth strange but this is true by nature sinne is hatcht in vs Old Adams rules till God renue why then I see the case stands thus As sinne goes in soe life goes out as sinne goes out so life comes in So by the Lord t' is brought about sinne conquers life Life conquers sinne Though life by sinne be still anoyde sinne of death by strength sting Yet Viprous sinne by death's destroy'd life killeth death whē death kill'th sin The death of body or of nature is that where to all subiect be Cause sinne hath tainted euery creature according vnto Gods decree When bodies life doth fade away and we giue vp our dying ghost And this our Corps is clad in clay and vnto God
handes in life and death to him we flee FINIS ¶ The bodie is buried but shall be raised vp againe at the last day PIllor of faith Basis of blisse of true religion sure supporter The pointe of Resurrection is in death it is the chiefe comforter If this doe fall all faith may faile what article doth vs refresh When life and health and strength doth quaile the Resurrection of the flesh Our bones shall blossom as the grasse we shall be raised out of dust The bodie that before time was by power of Christ's spirit rise it must The first fruit's Christ the head is rais'd the members shall the same likewise The Lord God for the same be prais'd we know that we shall also rise If head aboue the water bee how can the body then be drowned We shall arise and Iesus see and with him shall be kingly crowned FINIS ⧠In the pangs of death and in all tribulations the remedies be to be learned in the sufferings of Christ. OF life and death the true director who in his life and his dying Of our misdoing is corrector and into all our actions prying Christ is afflicted for our sake left vs example that we should Follow his stepps and his way take thy Crosse to beare with courage bould Our Sauiour Iesus teacheth thee how can that be say'st thou behold Example if thou punisht bee with sicknes hunger thirst colde With thy selfe reccon and accompt how it cannot compared be with his thornes yea his nailes surmount the greatest payne that paineth thee Art thou restrain'd of thy desire lusts that draw thou know'st not whether Thinke on Christs crosse Gods wrath ire put his tortures all together If prid puffe vp thy mind with motiōs looke on Christ nailed on the Crosse And thinke as bound by due deuotions of our great gaine by his great losse If thou in filthie lust dost burne or any other ill desire Thinke but how Christ his flesh was torne to saue thy soule frō flames of fire With stripes thrust through and all to brokē his drinke was Ezell mixt with Gaule With his last gaspe the earth was shoken who suffered for the sinnes of all If enuy hate reuenge thee grieue thinke with thy selfe how Christ did pray O Father doe them all forgiue for them that tooke his life away FINIS An exhortation to forgiue one an other before we depart out of this world GOd vs commaunded to forgiue saith then we shall be forgiuen Without offence noe man can liue and God his ballance hangeth even He that doth not forgiue his brother will then the Lord his faults remit Noe as he dealeth with another another shall repaire t' is fit And when you kneele to God pray forgiue if you haue any thing Gainst any liuing man that day that Christ may your remission bring And when thy guift thou dost present and on the Aulter sacrifice First with thy brother make consent and him forgiue in any wise When thou to Christ wast enemie and strengthned in great extreames Yet then did he giue remedie and or'e thee spred his mercie beames He gaue to thee his holy spirit to guide and leade thy soule aright And gaue thee heauen there to inherit all ioyes and blisse lay in his sight When thou from him wa' st gon astray he sought thee out did thee finde And finding thee brought thee away vnto his fould he thee resignde Thanke God therefore render praise exalt and laude his holy name Vnto the heauens sing alwaies all men on earth doe ye the same Hence forth my soule walke in his path and erre not from him any more Lesse thou prouoke his heauie wrath and then art worse then wer't before Let not Gods spirit be giuen thee to worke thy condempnation But let thy eye remembred bee for thy soules preseruation Shun thou all wicked company with dooers ill associate not Least thou from faith should'st fall fly and soule body soile and spot But blesse his name who called thee vnto the state of righteousnes And thy sinnes vengance tane hath hee to giue thee heauens happines Blesse thou his blessed holynes his praise let minde heart record And let thy tongue and voyce confesse the gratiousnes of God the Lord. Prostrate thy selfe downe at his feete offer thy seruice with free heart O yeeld God all for t' is most meete since he made sau'd blest each part Who spared not his only Sonne but let him die thy soule to saue To pay and ransome thy faults done and to redeeme thee from the graue So in the prayer of our Lord we doe forgiue that 's done gainst vs As God forgiuenes shall afford our Sauiour Christ doth teach vs thus That is that we forgiue them must who did vs harme in any thinge In thought in word in deede vniust or ought to thine indamaging FINIS ¶ Diuers consolations that the life and time of affliction is short THe cōfort that doth make vs bould is our afflictions transitory Cause wee of Christ doe take sure hould the troubles short endlesse the glory Eye hath not seen eare hath not heard the ioyes that God for his elect In heauen already hath prepar'd through many troubles to effect Light are our troubles temporarie because Christ and his spirit deuine This weight and burthen helpe to carry and strongly vs to them combine We looke not on things seene vaine but on things vnseene cast our eye The soules of Saints for Christ was slaine Christ answeared when they did cry How long a time that they must stay a little while though he doth lower His stay till wrath be ouer past t' is but a minute of an howre Christ calls the time of troubles little but Paule doth say the glories great As in respect of th' earth a little so griefes compar'd to Heauens seate A while saith God I thee forsooke that is short time in misery But there th' eternall mercy tooke that is to heauen felicity FINIS ⧠A consolation for them which suffer for their offences IF men you buffit for ill deedes what praise mongst mē get you therby Corrections from your faults proceedes and therefore take it patiently See none do suffer as an Actor of ill as busie bodies theeues Nor as a wicked male factor for that barrs pitty from your grieues But if please God we suffer must for wicked deedes were done by vs Deseruing punishment most iust may holy be by suffering thus And vnto God t' is no lesse pleasing then suffering of the Innocents God can and will helpe our diseasing we are but as his patients If euill men their faults confesse and noe good course of life omit Belieue in Christ and faith expresse then surely he 'l their faults remit And their deserued punishment and crosses all he 'l lenifie And giue a crowne magnificent to purenesse them he 'l sanctifie The theefe who died for heineous crime hang on the Crosse
by Iesus side Confessing sinnes at his last time was in his suffering sanctifide To comfort him our Lord did say this day thy soule to heauen seal'd vp On Iacobs ladder heauens high way because thou tasts with me my cup. Then sinners all that him belieue repent their sinnes mend their life As mercy them shall sure releeue and so cut off their mortall strife The suffering Martiers testifie Christ and his Gospell he vs sent The law doth sinners scourge and try faith frees their paines if they repent Whē thou sufferest for right or wrong let steadfast faith in Christ remaine Such sufferings shall ere it be long the crowne of endlesse glory gaine No man therefore ought to dispaire Christ dyed for our redemption Him aduocate did God prepaire from sinne to cause exemption And thē he wil'd his word be preached to euery creature instantly And by his Gospell his grace reached cause he would haue no sinners die The health of all he doth desire calls all to him that burdned bee And to forgiue doth vs require and all to pray that troubled bee FINIS A disputation betweene the Diuell and vs. Man IF Sathan heape vp all thy sins addresse thy selfe to God on hie Fall thus to pray when he begins Lord turne thy face heare my cry The Diuell with strong inuasion suggesteth his temptation Guarde me from Sathan death hell the Feind on me his wrath doth wreake All ill temptations Lord repell defend my soule for it is weake Looke on the face of Christ thy Sonne consider Lord what he hath donne For Christ is mine and I am his mine is his iustice mine the gaines Lord turne thy face from mine amisse Christ bear'st my sins bore the paines Thou did'st me aske and I shall haue in faith therefore thy grace I craue Diuell God heares no sinners why do'st pray thy sinnes the sandes in number passe M. Christ blood hath washt my sins away and made me righteous as he was Christs merits shall me cloath abont God will not finde my vildenesse out D. Shalt thou the sincke of sinfullnes goe on with Peter and with Paule To euerlasting blessednes noe noe to Hell downe must thou fall I but in thought did him offend and he me dampned without end M. I with the theefe reach out my hand of faith to Christ his hand of grace He holdeth me that fearefull stand and drawes me vp to heauenly place Thou neuer canst be sau'd and why for men not Angels Christ did dy D. How hast thou this assured trust Which hast done nothing that is good M. Because though god be god most iust My debts are paid with Christ his blood My sinnes are all to Christ imputed And righteous I in him reputed D. Thou shalt be haled downe to hell M. my head 's in heauen ther 's no hel fire D. with vs in chaines paines shalt dwel M. Thou art a murderer and a lyer When head 's aboue who can be drown'd Christ is the head mine head is crown'd Thou art a damned fiend no iudge T' is thou set'st God man at warrs Thou art that enuious slaue do'st grudge That man should shine as do the starrs heauē enioy whence thou wert thrown Thy malice ould false fiend is knowne D. Legions of Diuells watch sinners soules M. but Angels pitch their tents about me God me protects thee controles Diuels are in chaines I need not doubt thee If thy power stretch not to a Swine How can'st thou hurt this soule of mine D. God is not iust if for thy euils He giues thee euerlasting life Thy balefull portion is with diuels Where thou shalt haue torture strife Endles mercles remediles Due for thy monstrous wickednes M. God's iust and doth his promise keepe From iustice to his mercie seate In Christ's name I appeale and creepe And so obtaine his mercie great And by his grace in largest scope By Christ I doe erect mine hope D. Thou feed'st thy selfe with hope in vaine M. Christ is the truth he cannot lye He saith his saints with him shall raigne And such a one by Christ am I Presumptious slaue my hope 's not vaine Cause Christ is heauen cheefest gaine D. Thou see'st what thou shalt leaue behind What thou shalt haue thou seest not M. Sathan auaunt thy faith is blind From the heauens blisse is far remote That may be seene with natures eies My soule doth scorne and I dispise D. y◠part'st hence loadē with misdeed And of good workes th' art naked bare M. Christ's works merrits stand in steed Of mine by faith are mine I dare By faith in him and true repentance Still hope for blisse and scape Gods vengance D. But thy repentance comes to late Againe thy God's the God of truth I must needs say he must thee hate Cause gainst mee all thy flower of youth Think'st now that he will take the bran No ti 's to late thou wicked man M. To late it was not for the theefe D. yea but the theefe his faith was true Thine is a wauering weake beliefe Hast no more faith then hath a Iewe Now what remaineth but deepe dispaire For God of thee will take no care M. I 'le fly to God I 'le him beseech To blow this little sparke of fire And he that is in mercy rich I know will graunt me my desire Faith pleaseth God by quallitie He cares not for the quantitie D. Do'st not thou see God hath in store In earth in hell and euery where Ten thousand thousand plagues more Which makes vs Diuels quake feare Yet art so sensles foolish dull To say thy God is mercifull M. He like a good Chirurgion Doth hurt to heale they are his launces That lett out our corruption And so saues vs from worse mischances Our plagues on earth saue vs from hell diuels wel may feare for there they dwel D. It is a wretched thing to dye M. To die in Chri'st a blessed thing D. A sinners death 's a misery M. By death is lost my sin deaths sting D. god hath made thy death most biter M. the ioyes of heauen will be the sweeter D. Thou leau'st this world go'st know'st not whither M. I leaue this Hellish place on earth Mine home is heauen I l'e goe thither My soule doth claime it by hir birth Heauen is my country there was bred My soule there is Christ mine head D. Thou leau'st cōmodities behinde And many great and pleasing things Thou many moe ill things maist finde that men to care sorrow brings M. Ther 's nought on earth that 's worth the buying For that 's in heauen is worth my dying D. Thou leaust thy riches thy store M. Thay'r other mens that I do leaue I beare mine with me and no more D. Therein thou do'st thy selfe deceaue Thy wife and Children do'st forsake M. They are y◠Lords he will them take D. It 's hard to be quite pluckt away From those thou