sincere That it may now and ever be displaid Against all such as shall thy truth invade Returne O God let not thy wrath proceed Shew us some favour helpe us in our need So fill our hearts with mercy that thy praise We may extoll with gladnesse all our daies O let that peace of thine which passeth all Our understandings keep our soules from thrall Yea soules and bodies both let it preserve So in thy feare that we may never swerve From thee our onely God but through thy grace In godlinesse may finish this our race That when we yeeld up this life transitory We evermore may dwell with thee in glory These and what else O Lord thou knowest best In thy great wisdome for us we request Not as desert for nothing's due but shame And hel-fire unto us but in the name And for the sake of that Son of thy love Who for our sakes alone came from above To whom with thee O God of saving grace And to thy holy Spirit in the next place We give all honour and desire t' adore Thy holy Name both now and evermore Amen PARTICVLAR REMEDIES AGAINST DESPAIRE COLLECTED Out of DAVID his PSALMES And applied to the severall Conditions of men in this vale of Misery By F T. Psal 107.43 Hosea 14.10 He that is wise to record well in minde These things shall understand how kinde And good God is to such as meekly beare His rod and thereby learne his Name to fear Psal 34.8 Taste then and see how good God is and just Blessed are they which in his mercy trust LONDON Printed by THO HARPER MDCXLIII Remedies against despaire in times of warre THe Lord of hosts doth take our part his eie Prevents all harme on him our hope doth lie He causeth warres to cease he breaks the bow He cuts the speare and charrets burnes also Be still and know that I am God and I Throughout the earth my selfe will magnifie Psal 46.7.9.10 God breakes the arrowes of the bow the shield The sword the speare the battle in the field Thou art more bright and shalt remaine for aye More puissant then mountains high of prey Stout-harted men yea mountaines strong and steepe Through thee are spoiled and have slept their sleep The mighty men of warre great men of might Have found both hearts and hands unfit to fight At thy rebuke thou that dost Iacob keepe The charret and the horse are cast a sleepe Thou even thou art to be dred and who Shall able be thy wrath to undergoe When thou to judgement shalt O God arise To helpe the meeke and heare their dolefull cries Surely unto thy praise mans might and rage Shall turne and thou the remnant shalt asswage Psal 76.3.4.5.6.7 8.9.10 The speare-mens ranks the calves and bulls of might God will destroy and all that love to fight This is our God that saves us from all wrong Issues of life and death to him belong Psal 63.30.20 Ungodly men consult against the good And plot how to condemne the guiltlesse bloud But still my refuge is the Lord most just Yea my God is the rock in whom I trust Psal 94.21.22 The arrowes of the Lord are sharpe to sting The hearts of those that fight against the King Psal 45.5 Our eares have heard our fathers have us told The mighty workes which thou hast done of old How by thy might thou cast the heathen out And didst subdue such as were strong and stout And in their place didst plant them by thy hand That they in safety might possesse the land They did not conquer by the sword their arme Their strength could not O Lord them save from harm But thy right hand thine arme thy strength and might Because in them thou tookest great delight Through thee alone we have thrust back our foes And troad those downe that up against us rose Unto my bowe no confidence I gave Neither from danger could my sword me save Thou hast us sav'd for honour of thy name Thou hast our foes put to reproach and shame Psal 44.1.2.3.5.6.7 As we have heard of old and oft have beene Told of thy goodnesse we have also seene Ev'n in the city of our God that he Will it establish to eternitie Psal 48.8 God is our hope and strength our rock and aid Ready to helpe when we are much dismaid Then though the earth be mov'd and mountaines fall Into the sea we will not feare at all Though waters rage and troubled be though waves Beat downe high mountaines God his people saves For there a river is whose streames will cheare The City of the Lord his Saints most deare God in the midst thereof doth dwell for aye Therefore it shall not perish or decay Psal 46.1.2.3.4.5 An hoast of men Lord I discomfite shall In thee through thee I shall leap o're the wall Psal 18.29 Let God arise and manifest his might And then his foes shall put themselves to flight But godly men before him shall rejoyce Yea leap for joy and sing with pleasant voice Psal 68.1.3 God is my rock shall man make me dismaid God is my strength why should I be afraid Psal 27.1 O sing unto the Lord new songs of praise For he hath wrought great wonders in our daies His owne right hand and holy arme alone With great renowne his foes hath overthrowne The Lord declares his saving health and might His justice eke in all the heathens sight He calls to mind his mercy truth and grace To Israel and all his faithfull race That all the world might see and know right well The goodnesse of the Lord to Israel Remedies against despaire in case of want and poverty THe poore shall eat and be suffic'd and they That seeke God praise him and shall live for aye The poore and needy he will not despise Nor hide his face from their complaints and cries Psal 22.24.26 Although I be of meane degree and poore The Lord is mindfull of me evermore Psal 40.17 Delight your selves in God with hearts entire And he will give to you your hearts desire Psal 37.4 All wait on thee yea things void of all reason That thou their food maist give them in due season Psal 104.27 The needy God will raise out of the dust Out of the dung the poore that in him trust Psal 113.7 For want of food the lions may be pin'd But such as feare the Lord shall succour find Psal 34.9.10 I have been yong and now aâ— waâ—ed old And in this case to speake I dare be bold That I the godly man did never see Forsaken quite nor his posterity Through want constrained for to beg their bread But ever have been by Gods goodnesse fed Psal 37.25 Cast thou thy burthen on the Lord and he In times of dearth and want will nourish thee Psal 56.24 Trust in the Lord to do good give thy mind Dwell in the land and thou shalt succour find Psal 37.3 Comfort for the godly when vengeance is powred downe upon the
all ungodly walking For these infect pollute and much defile Each house and Countrey City Towne and I le Psal 38.18 For what is past unfainedly be sorry And spend your time hereafter to his glory Boast not great Britaine of thy force and a might 1 Sam. 2 9. It 's God that does prepare the hands to fight If thou hast great Jehovah on thy side Thou need'st not fear thy foes ouâ—rageous pride But if he be against thee all thy powers Psal 127.1.2.3 Wel-fortified Cities Castles Towers Thy multitude of people store of weâ—lth Bulwarks and walls thy fortitude and health Thee cannot save thy Towers whose lofty roofe Threaten the Heavens are not vengeance proofe Thou by thy sins hast highly God offended And without doubt some evill is intended Unlesse thou b meet him by thy true repentance And thereby cause him for to change his sentence Thy forty dayes have been twice forty yeares And yet in mercy God to strike forbeares Thee in his bosome he had rather cherish 2 Pet. 3.9 1 Sam. 15 26. Then in thy sins thou should'st for ever perish Goe then with speed thy time no longer spend In vanities thy heart in pieces rend Thy antick-apish fashions lay aside Let sackcloth serve thy nakednesse to hide Unfift thy selfe reforme returne repent With brinish teares thy bloudy crimes lament Repent in dust and ashes pride must fall And if not here it doubtlesse elsewhere shall Thy forces which thou trustest in will faile thee Wealth in the houre of death will not availe thee About things needlesse trouble not thy braine Thy study turne into a better straine Wrestle with God a let not thy courage faile By earnest suites thou maist at length prevaile Goe sue and sue againe take no deniall Matth 7.7.8 Marke 11.24 Thou maist obtaine upon a further triall To stand upon b deserts it is in vaine Then crie for mercy crie and crie amaine Mercy sweet Lord good Lord what shall I doe For Jesus Christ his sake some mercy show My sins are great thy mercies Lord are greater Though I be sinfull Lord I am thy creature On thy sweet mercy all my hope relies To thee my only rock I bend my eies Knock at H aven gates as if thou wouldst all break Till God to thee a word of comfort speake Possesse him with thy sad complaint and griefe Give him no rest untill thou findst reliefe And if it please him for to heale thy sore Lest worse things happen to thee sin no more Iohn 5 14. But stâ—y my mâ—se hast thou made known thine errant According to the tenure of thy warrant Hâ—st thou not skipt the sins which are her bane Fâ—e thou art out and must begin againe Yet let prudentia be thy tutor still And let charissa moderate thy quill Let not thy passion make thee too austere In passing sentence be not too severe Choler hath often made me fume and swell But I have curb'd it as a fiend of hell I would not blaze abroad anothers shame In hel-hatcht libells that should want a name I never did affect to scold or brawle As many men have done to purpose small Will loftie spirits be out-braved No Reason their stubborne wills must overthrow And how shall wit or reason there be found Where haire-brain'd choller does so much abound Yet on the other side I blame as much All such as tongue-tide are and chiefly such As are in place and have command to tell Our Iuda of her sins our Israel Esay 58.1 Of her transgressions these are sicke and weake In soule and minde I mean they cannot speake A plaine or perfect word or else for feare They should discountenance the upper sphere They with the dog-star will lye hid at noone And when they barke it will be at the moone You know my meaning well I cannot stay To make it plaine but in conclusion say Were not their words so eaven we should see That many men by odds would better be Here 's a Scyllâ— and Charybdis shall I shun The danger of the one and headlong run Upon the other No it were far better That in my horn-booke I knew not a letter I 'le b looke before I leap yea and before I le run upon such rocks I 'le keep on shore Then my best way as I suppose will be To have recourse unto my Geometry And to this brain-sick study bend my minde Betweene these two extreams a meane to finde Which if I doe I 'le take my rule and square And compasse too and then I need not care What malice can invent nor need I feare To view the Zenith of the upper sphere Some for my a paines perhaps may call me foole And say it were more fit I went to schoole To learne my Accidence then to relate The misdemeanours of so high a State I must confesse full loath I am to enter And yet my vow compells me for to venture Yet I will have my rule and compasse by me That if in malice any should belie me Such demonstration I may draw at large As ever shall an honest minde discharge Yea by this rule I 'le draw my lines so squarely And cypher out these evill times so fairely That in conclusion they shall answer make It 's very true it is but our mistake Thus having made my way I will begin To name and to anâ—tomize each sin Injustice and oppression shall be first Injustice and Oppression For these alone will make a land accurst We were of late to such disorders growne That what we had we scarce could call our owne Monopolists and new found tricks in store To make the Common-wealth both bare and poore But blessed be the Lord we are befriended Herein we see the matter well amended Our hearts are growne luke-warme yea and stone cold There 's scarce a man alive that dare be bold To speake the truth for feare he should offend His noble Patron Parish or deare friend Some with the Gergesites their hogs prefer Before their sweet Redeemer others are With Demas too too prone Christ to forsake And for their part this present world to take This hellish charret tearmed avarice Covetousnesse Runs swiftly on foure wheels of sin and vice Faint courage greedy-griping churlishnesse Contempt of God of death forgetfulnesse The horses drawing it are chiefly two Greedy to catch and loath for to forgoe The carter driving it desire to have The whip held in one hand is called save The reine i' th other stoppage and the road Wherein he drives is pleasing a smooth and broad The footmen running by are chiefly three Envie deceit and grosse hypocrisie The journies end is everlasting woe For to the pit of hell we headlong goe Unlesse the Lord of his preventing grace Block up our way and crosse us in our race What is the cause the childe does so desire To see the death of his indulgent fire That he can neither wait on Gods good pleasure Nor yet
wicked THe just and upright man shall joyfull be When he the vengeance of the Lord shall see For they shall wash their feet with triumph then Ev'n in the bloud of bloudy minded men And men shall say as cause they shall have just There is great fruit for such as in him trust Doubtlesse upon the earth a God there dwels That both in truth and righteousnesse excels Psal 58.10.11 As sheep go to the fold they to the grave And in that day the just shall Lordship have Their beauty shall consume when they shall goe From their owne dwellings to eternall woe But God will me preserve from endlesse paine Because he will receive my soule againe Psal 94.14.15 The just shall this behold and praise the Lord And laugh at him and say with one accord Behold the man that made not God his stay But trusted in his strength his mire and clay But I shall be like to an olive greene For in the Lord my trust hath ever beene Psal 52.7.8.9 Comfort for the godly in evill and dangerous times IN evill daies why should I feare though those That seek my life me cunningly inclose For they that put their trust in riches most And in the multitude thereof will boast Their brothers soule from hell can no way save Nor pay a price to free him from the grave Psal 49.5 6 7. Comfort for the godly against the conspiracy of the wicked AGainst the just the wicked may conspire And grash their teeth in madnesse and in ire But God shall laugh to scorne them and their way For why he sees the comming of his day They may draw out their swords and bend their bow The poore and needy man to overthrow But their owne swords shall pierce their wicked hearts Their bowes shall broken be in sundry parts He knowes the just mans daies and sees his way And his inheritance shall not decay Psal 37.12 13 14 15 18. The Lord will breake their counsells and disclose The plots wherein they do most trust repose Psal 33.10 Thou hast my table richly deckt although Mine enemies have sought my overthrow Psal 23.5 Comfort for captives strangers fatherlesse children and widowes THe Lord relieves the poore and fatherlesse The stranger and the widow in distresse He makes the solitary man to live In houses freedome he to slaves doth give Psal 146.9 Psal 68.5 6. Though godly men by tyrants are brought low And wanting harbor wander too and fro God raiseth them out of their troubles deep And makes them housholds like a flock of sheep Psal 107.39 When they did wander in the desart wide And found no place wherein they might abide Yea when their thirst and hunger was so great That death the faintnesse of their soules did threat Then did they crie to God in their distresse And he their grievances did soon redresse Psal 107.4 5 6. Though they were few their foes then to withstand Yea very few and strangers in the land And when they found no place for their abode But wandred too and fro the world abroad He suffered them no wrong at all to take But mighty Kings reproved for their sake Psal 105.12 13 14. Comfort for the godly in times of oppression OVer our heads thou hast made tyrants ride And us the raging fury to abide Of fire and water yet thou through thy grace Didst bring us forth unto a wealthy place Psal 66.12 13. The Lord 's with me I need not feare or doubt What man can doe though he be strong and stout Psal 118.6 Now for the great oppressures and the cries Of poore distressed men I will arise Saith God the living Lord and them restore Unto the liberties they had before Psal 12.5 I sought the Lord and he my suit did heare Yea he did free my soule from all my feare They shall both looke and run unto his name Their faces shall not be abash'd with shame But say this poore man to the Lord did call And he both heard and rid him out of thrall Psal 34.4 5 6. O praise the Lord his praise abroad display For he is good his mercy lasts for aye He thought on us yea in our base degree And from oppressors safely set us free Psal 136.1.23 I with my mouth will laud the Lord him I Amongst the multitude will magnifie For at the right hand of the poore he stands To save them from the bloudy tyrants hands Psal 109.30 31. God will avenge th' afflicted and the poore The just shall feare and praise him evermore Psal 140.12 Incline thine ears to me Lord when I pray And hearken to the words which I shall say For strangers up against me rise and they That pleasure take in blood seek to betray My soule with all the plots they can devise For God they have no time before their eyes Behold God is my helper straight at hand With them that stay my soule the Lord does stand Psal 54.2 3 4. Comfort for the godly in long affliction HIs chosen flocke he will not alwaies chide For ever they shall not his wrath abide For he knows well our molde and fashion just Our natures fraile and how we are but dust Psal 103.9.14 Though it for many yeares have been your lots To lie conceal'd amongst defiled pots Ye shall be like a dove whose wings like gold And silver shine when once she waxeth old Psal 63.13 For though the wicked ofttentimes by God To prove his Saints are used as his rod Yet shall it not their lot for ever be Lest they their hand put to iniquity Psal 125 3. The Lord himselfe hath chast'ned me full sore But never hath to death me given o're Psal 118.18 Comfort for the godly in any strait BLessed is he whom Iacobs God doth aid And he whose hope upon the Lord is staid Which did of nothing earth and heaven frame The sea and all pertaining to the same Which keeps his word and promises most sure From age to age for ever to endure Which doth proceed in justice to relieve His poore oppressed servants when they grieve Which gives bread to the hungry and sets free Such as are bound in chaines of misery Which does the blinde to sight and lame restore To limbs and loves the just man evermore Which helps the stranger in his great distresse And keeps the widow and the fatherlesse Psal 146.5 6 7 8 9. When as my parents deare did me forsake The Lord did me into his favour take Psal 27.12 When I in trouble am and heavinesse I 'le thinke on God my griefe I will expresse I will consider well the things of old And what in former times I have been told I will regard the workings of the Lord What he hath done long since I will record Yea whilst I live my tongue shall no time spare His counsells deep and wonders to declare Psal 77.3 5 11 12. The Lord hath mindfull been of our distresse And in his tender mercies will us blesse To Aarons house his blessings
he will show And to the house of Israel also Yea such as feare the Lord shall blessed be Both small and great of high and low degree To them the Lord will multiply his grace Yea unto them and to their stocke and race Psal 115.12 13. Our fathers have put confidence in thee And thou in mercy Lord hast set them free They were deliver'd when upon the name Of God they cal'd they were not put to shame That trusted in him Psal 22.4 5. God's just in all his waies his works are all Most pure he 's nigh to such as on him call Psal 145.17 18. Doubtlesse that man is blest whom God corrects And thereby in his holy law directs That he in evill daies may give him rest When sinners shall for ever be supprest For sure God will no time the just forsake Nor shun his chosen heritage to take Psal 95.12 13 14. Comfort for the godly in time of sicknesse VVHen we lie languishing upon our beds Of sorrow and of sicknesse God our heads And hearts doth hold he heals our griefes and sores And us at length to perfect health restores Pal. 41.5 When snares of Death me round about beset And paines of hell me caught as in a net Then on the name of God thus did I call Deliver thou my soule O Lord from thrall The Lord is mercifull unto the just And faithfull to all those that in him trust I was in wofull paine and misery And in his mercy he relieved me Psal 116.3 4 5 6. The foolish for by reason of their crimes Upon their heads great plagues heap oftentimes Their soules did loath all meats they wont before To hunger for they were brought to deaths door Than 〈◊〉 they crie to God for helpe and aid And he them heard according as they praid Psal 107.17 18 19 20. Though in the vale of death I walke I will No evill feare for thou art with me still Psal 23.4 Comfort for the weak ALL ye that trust in God be strong and bold Though ye be weak God will your hearts uphold Psal 31.24 The Lord your strength and courage will encrease The Lord will blesse you with eternall peace Psal 30.11 Hope in the Lord be strong and no way start And he will comfort and confirme thine heart Psal 27.16 My heart would faint should I not hope to see In life eternall thy felicity Psal 27.15 The fatnesse of the house the just shall feed To them thy pleasant rivers shall exceed Because the Well of life remaines with thee And in thy perfect light we light shall see Psal 36.8 9. The Lord hath bought the soules of all the just And none shall perish that in him do trust Psal 34.22 The Lord doth reigne then let the earth rejoyce And let his Saints triumph with pleasant voice Psal 97.1 I waited long and did with meeknesse beare And God at length to me inclin'd his eare He brought my feet out of the mire and clay Unto a rock he led me in his way Psal 40.1 2. The Lord upon the just doth fix his eyes His eares are alwaies open to their cries The godly crie and God in mercy hears And frees their soules from troubles pains and fears Unto the meeke the Lord is neare and kinde To save such as afflicted be in minde Great are the troubles which the good befall But God in mercy rids them out of all Psal 34.15 17 18 19. According to thy promises most just Thinke on thy servant for therein I trust In midst of troubles this my heart doth cheare This me revives when pains of death draw neare The proud of me have often made a scorne Yet shrinke I not from thee as one forlorn◠For I thy lasting judgements call to minde Therein O Lord I joy and comfort finde Psal 119.49 50 51 52. Such as trust in the Lord shall stand as sure As Sions mount for ever to endure And as the mighty mountains are about Jerusalem ev'n so without all doubt From henceforth and for ever God will those That trust in him with mercies great enclose Psal 125.1 2. Comfort for the penitent THe Lord is just and mercifull also Apt to forgive to wrath and anger slow Psal 103.8 We with our fathers Lord we must confesse Against thee have committed wickednesse The wonders thou didst work in Egypts land Our fathers did not rightly understand They did not call to minde the multitude Of thy great mercies to them but more rude And stubborne were yea in rebellion they Did rise and that at sea yea the red sea Yet didst thou save them for thine owne names sake That thou thy power to be known mightst make Still they provoked God to wrath and ire By their fond and inordinate desire Yet when he did behold their misery He heard in mercy their complaint and cry Psal 106.6 7 44. Thou hast O Lord been mercifull indeed To Israel yea thou hast Iacobs seed Restor'd from thraldome and O God we finde In holy Writ thou blott'st out of thy minde All their misdeeds and heynous wickednesse Whereby they did thy holy Laws transgresse My sins Lord I confesse with griefe of heart In this thy mercy let me have a part Psal 85.1 2. Of joy and gladnesse thou shalt make me heare That thou my broken bones O Lord maist cheare Psal 51.8 Give laud unto the Lord my soule let not The leaft of all his mercies be forgot That gave thee pardon and will give all times Pardon to such as will forsake their crimes After our sinnes with us he hath not dealt Nor forour sinnes have we his furie felt Psal 103.2.3.10 Comfort for the godly in time of dearth IN evill times they shall not danted be In times of dearth they shall Gods goodnesse see Psal 37.19 Behold the eies of God behold the just To helpe all such as in his mercy trust To free their soules while here they live on earth From the devouring jawes of death and dearth Psal 33.18.19 Comfort for the mariner in danger of shipwreck THey that in ships into great waters goe For and with merchandize both to and fro Observe and daily have Gods works in mind His wonders deep they in the deep do find For at his word the stormie winds arise Wherby the surges seeme to threat the skies They mount aloft and plunge the depth againe So that their soules consume with feare and paine They stagger like a drunkard to and fro Their skill is gone they know not what to doe Then did they cry to God for helpe and aide And he them heard according as they pray'd The boist'rous stormes he makes to cease the rage Of roaring waves his hand doth soone asswage Then are they glad then do they shout and sing When God doth them unto their haven bring Psal 107. from 23. to 30. A few short Meditations and ejaculations upon the ATTRIBVTES of God the Lords PRAYER and the ten COMMANDEMENTS Of the goodnesse and greatnesse of God Meditati 1
are croaking ravens borne When the sweet nightingale sits on a Thorne Arguments moving the Author to write upon this subject I Can say for my conscience witnesse beares That I have taken notice many yeares Of these backsliding and declining times Wherein so many crimson colour'd crimes Have beene predominant I also have Seen honest dealing used as a slave Vertue suppressed and foule vices swarme Them most oppressed that have done lest harme In Church and Commonweale truth out of date Dissembling prised at too high a rate Knowledge disdain'd by some earthly moles As if that it were fatall to their soules And discipline both morall and divine Thought worth as much with men as pearls with swine Shepheards grow fearfull wolves and foxes bold Poore silly sheepe affrighted from the fold And how both in the Country and at Court Too many men have made their sins their sport I have observed how a golden Asse Hath got preferment when as some alasse Better for parts by manifold degrees Have gone without for want of bribes and fees Under the Sun an evill I have seene But stay under or over hath it beene Under thanke God though it did seeme of late Above the sun it selfe to elevate It is no wonder for to see the sun Eclips'd obscur'd by mists for that 's oft done It is not strange to see some vapours mount Up to the skies as if they made account To darken all the world it is not strange To see false-blazing-starres and comets range About the lower sphears but that those foggs Vapours and mists which rise from noisome bogs Should not alone strive to obscure the light But to extinguish it that so they might Have their designes this oft hath made me wonder And feare they would not be dispers'd asunder Without some claps of lightning and of thunder These and such observations with some other Which upon force I am constrein'd to smother Have ofttimes made me sad and I to cheare My drooping mind perplext with daily feare Of what in justice might ensue began To call to mind the miseries of man Gods tender mercies and exceeding love The ever-over-flowing joyes above To which good God us in thy mercy bring That we for aie may Halelujahs sing Arguments mooving the Author to publish it I Cannot say as many will pretend That at the earnest sute of some deare friend I have this little Book brought to your view Because my conscience knowes it is not true No no I kept it close within my brest Till conscience it no longer could digest For when I with my selfe consider'd well What curse upon that idle servant fell Who did interre his talent in the ground No quiet rest within my selfe I found Vntill I had resolv'd to make that knowne Which I intended for my selfe alone Non nobis natisumus Nec sibi nec patriae nec amicis commodus esse Qui studet huic vivo mortua vita placet In the defence of Poesie NOne I suppose but men in judgement weake In the dispraise of poesie will speak For howso'ere some censure of this art It is by God inspir'd into the heart And upon further triall will be found To be most antique and the very ground Of many other arts and to disclose As worthy things as eare was writ in prose Objection answered True some for want of grace more then of wit Divulge those things in rimes which are not fit As hell-hacht-libells ballads foolish songs To vent their malice or avenge some wrongs Done unto them as they conceive or friend And such as these I much more discommend Yea such if I might have my wish or will Should walke up Holborne not Pernassus hill For by their meanes this evill oft doth follow Men slight the Muses and despise Apollo Proximus est oratori poeta The Author to his Muse MY drowsie Muse I muse and musing rest As one amaz'd to see thee so opprest With sluggish thoughts behold the day awake Stir up thy selfe and off thy slumber shake Dost know thy taske To whom to dedicate This little booke which I have writ of late Prepare thy selfe then to be gone with speed Declare thy message but withall take heed Thou dost not so far erre as to mistake The parties herein meant and thereby make Thy selfe and booke a laughing stocke to those That of thee or the message nothing knowes That better thou this error maist prevent First understand to whom thou art not sent Not to the lofty high and haughty minde But to the contrite and to such as finde Through doubts feares horrors and distrustfull care Their soules oft wel-neare drowned with despaire Not unto such as covet or delight To satisfie their fleshly appetite Not to the worldly wise which far surmount In subtile plots but unto such as count Themselves as fooles so that they may obtain That wisdome which makes wise that perfect gaine Vnto the soule-sicke and all such as finde The want hereof in body and in minde Not to the selfe-conceited Pharisee Or merit mongers though of high degree Who of their seemâ—ng-good deeds make great brags When God esteems them but as filthy rags But to the Publican who through the sight Of his foule nature and Gods glory bright Dare not approach unto the throne of grace Being asham'd to looke him in the face Whom he unjustly many waies and times Hath so disgrac'd by such reproachfull crimes Not unto libertines who will give scope Vnto their raging lusts and live in hope To make the Lord amends before they die With some dissembling tear sob groan or sigh Not unto such as mercy and free grace Turne into wantonnesse for they the face And countenance of God shall never see Which is the height of true felicity And now my Muse go and thy charge attend And if thou know'st for what my book commend To all afflicted Saints and let them know I wish that everlasting joyes may flow Vpon them as a streame and so revive Their fainting soules when Sathan seeks to drive Them with what might he can to blacke despaire And to distrust Gods providence and care That then and all times else yea in all Assaults into this gulph they never fall Goe tell the weak in faith and such as finde Themselves poore sinfull simple wretched blinde That Gods right handwill helpe them that want might He saves the arme that hath no strength to fight He fils the empty with good things and sends The rich without his eare and heart attends Vnto a sinners suit his eyes behold The sorrowes of his Saints his mercies old He cals to minde he gives grace to the pure His counsels to the simple and obscure Declare thy comforts to the smoaking flax And bruised reed whose spirits melt like wax Whose mindes are so affrighted with the sight Of their most loathsome sins that day nor night They cannot rest tell them the Lord is near Vnto the meeke in heart and such as feare His holy name he will not
otherwise how can men deale In matters that concerne a Commonweale That have not discipline what makes a state More weake and poore then this unhappy sate What makes the Artist lay aside his art And take himselfe unto the plough and cart What makes our foes triumph our weakenesse sure What makes us weake contempt of literature What makes art despicable in the eies Of such as wont the meanest art to prize Cause gold is thought more worth then art for he That is best able to bestow a fee Shall have a place let him be knave or foole Or one perhaps that never went to schoole And here indeed I might my thoughts inlarge My over-loaden stomach to discharge And speake of many things though to small boot But I will onely at some gunners shoot Yet will I for some of my brethrens sake A Saker Minion or some smal piece take For loath I am their weaknesse to disclose But much more loath to make the world suppose That all are such no I would cut my tongue Out of my head before I 'de do thâ—â— wrong I know some are deserving for their parts Honest and able men of good desarts Well then my care must be to levell right That I may hit the black and misse the white The Gunner as some know wâ—nkes of an eie That he the marke the better might espie But there 's small hope that he should hit the marke That wants both eies or levels in the darke I durst let such a Gunner for a tester Shoot at my cap from Christmas day till Easter Some scarce know how if that to proofe it came To charge a Cannon and discharge the same Yet these are best thought of by some and why Cause they have gold and gold can credit buy I would to God that those to whom't belonges Would take a course for to redresse such wronges For what they meane I do not understand Unlesse it be to undermine the land Though a God in mercy hath remooved farre Great thunder-threatning stormes of civill warre And for these many yeares preserv'd our land We cannot tell what dangers are at hand Though we be now at peace with France and Spaine We are not sure how long this shall remaine As safe as we suppose our selves to be E're long we may great alterations see To crosse the proverbe here a heavie purse Upon a land in this kind bringes a curse Not a light heart needs must their spirits droope Whose safety rests upon faire Venus troope Need must that Kingdome in great danger be When those are blind which should the ill foresee But thus much by the way I come from hence To speake of things of greater consequence What though this night may prove a night of sorrow Psal 30.5 We shall have perfâ—ct joy and peace to b morrow He that sav'd Ionas without saile or oare 3. Ionah Can safely bring our crazie Barks to shore Let mirth and sadnesse of each other borrow So live to day as so to die to morrow For what know we but that e'ne in a trice Our paines and pangs mâ—y prove a paradise Those evills which we thinke will soon'â— betide us God if he please with ease can put beside us They that in trouble teares and sorrow sow Psal 1â— 6.5 6. Iohn 16.20 Esa 35 10 16.13 14. Psaâ— 3.11.27 Shall reap in joy their joyes shall overflow They that as Pilgrimes wander in this race Shall have at length with Christ a dwelling place They that saile in this sea and are opprest With waves and stormes at length shall find true rest Esay 64 9. Maâ— 3 17. Num. 14.13 They that are trod here underfoot one day Over those e tyrants shall the Scepter sway Ieâ—â— 30.20 They that go on now weeping in the way Luk. â— 21 And good seed beare forth doubtlesse shall one day Returne with gladnesse and have cause to sing For they with joy their sheaves with them shall bring 2 Tim. 2 12. 1 Pâ—t 5 10. 2 Cor 1.5 â— They that Christs crosse with perseverance beare His crowne of glory shall for ever weare Besides our troubles are but transitory But everlasting is the crowne of glory What though the way be difficult and hard Looke with the eye of faith on the reward Before thee set and thou wilt soone confesse Rom. 8.18 That all the troubles of this wildernesse May not a compare with that estate of blisse Which God our guide long since prepar'd for his Besides we need not doubt but that his grace Phil. 4.13 1 Cor. 10 13. 2 Cor. 3 5 2 Cor. 12.9 Iude 24. v. Heb. 2.18.7.24 Will mightily suppot us in our race For had we faith upon him to depend Unto our troubles he would put an end Or give us meekenesse humbly to submit And so much strength as he for us thought fit Simile The tender father willing for to try His childs obezance and humility Some heavie weight upon his shoulder laies The child submits and readily obeyes His father seeing then a willingnesse In him to beare that which would overpresse His tender backe his hand applieth so That under it with ease the child may goe If then the earthly parent be thus mild And carefull not to overload his child Psal 103.13 Iob 34 23. We need not feare at all but that our God Will give us meeknesse to endure his rod And so encrease our strength that still we may His Crosse upon our shoulders beare away He knowes our frailties and whereof we 're made He knowes we are but dust and apt to fade He knowes full well the cruelty of those That to our welfare are most deadly foes He knowes the world is subtile and how apt We are with golden baits to be intrapt He knowes that roring lyon which each houre 1 â—eâ—â—â— Our deare-bought-soules seekes closely to devoure Is mercilesse and how the flesh with guile Both soule and body labours to defile And how we are not able to withstand The least of them should he withdraw his hand Our tender father therefore for this end To us his holy Spirit of truth did send Rom 8 26. And when our soules are so perplext that we Through anguish of our paine and miserie In so good tearmes c cannot our mind reveale That man may understand to God appeale We with a mournefull sigh a sob a grone He will conceive for what we make our mone And in due time we shall such mercy finde 1 Cor. 3.4 5. As shall give ease to body soule and mind The Church of God in Egypts slavery Exod 2 23 24. Could not tell how to pray but with a sigh Exprest their minds to him who knew the thought Of each mans heart and suddenly he brought Them out of bondage by his mighty hand And after brought them to the blessed land Of promise where with freedome they his will And holy testimonies might fulfill Simile So great affection doth
the father beare Unto his tender child his sonne most deare That seeing him lie sick upon his bed As if his soule were from his body fled That he both speakes and weepes the child alas As if it were a trifle lets it passe He takes him by the hand my child quoth he Knew I thy wants I soone would sucker thee The child not able to expresse a word Unto his tender father doth afford A smiling looke and fixing of his eye Full fast upon him striveth earnestly To make his mone to shew where lies his paine But wanting strength his striving is in vaine His father does the best he can to ease Him of his paine and what he thinks may please His mind or palate he forthwith takes care How to provide the same he does not spare His purse nor person but as one that were Out of his wits he without heed or feare Goes runs and rides and makes with spur and whip His horse o're vallies and high mountaines skip But finding still his labour to no end He makes what haste he may or can to send For its deare mother and his tender wife And bids the messenger run as for life And tell her that her child is growne so weake That for a world a word it cannot speake She hearing this sad newes makes no delay Her husband runs to meet her by the way And meeting her his mind doth thus unfold Deare-heart I doubt not but thou hast been told How that my sonne lies sick and cannot speake His heart with paine is ready for to breake And mine with griefe because I understand Not what he meanes when he with head and hand And other moving parts does what he can To shew his mind to me unhappy man I pray thee goe and see if thou canst find By any signes its meaning or his mind And though it cannot speake through griefe and paine Yet if thou canst imagine guesse or gaine By any signe what it desires of me Doubt not my love it shall soone granted be More tender mercies will God manifest Unto his children when they are opprest With waves of sorrow and in such distresse That how to pray aright or to expresse Their minds they known not a he accepts their sighes Their sobs their teares their grones and mournfull cries He takes their godly meaning for the deed In peeces he 'le not break the bruised reed Nor quench the smoking flax Mat. 12. Esay 42 1. Psal â—2 12.33.1 oh then be glad And much reioyce in God you that are sad In heart because you cannot pray draw near To him with boldnesse doubt not God will heare The chatt'ring of his Saints and their request Will grant or what in wisdome he sees best For we oft times for want of judgement crave And earnestly desire such things to have As are at best but losse drosse dung and durt And such as might both soule and body hurt The earthly parent will not give a stone Unto his child when he for bread makes mone Mat. 7.7 Not yet a serpent when he craves a fish Nor for an egge a scorpion nor a dish Of deadly poison if then parents know How on their children good things to bestow Much better can our heavenly Father tell What 's for our good who does so far excell In grace and wisdome parents whilst they live For want of judgement to their children give Such things as prove their bane yea oft such things As strange diseases on the bodie brings Psal 75 3 104 8.145.14 But God that did both earth and heaven frame And every thing perteining to the same Who governs all things by his mighty hand Their ends and natures well doth understand He knowes what 's pleasing unto flesh and blood And what may further our eternall good And therefore doth in mercy oft denie a Us what we aske with zeale and fervencie Yea when we aske for stones he gives us bread The food of life eternall yea in stead Of serpents fishes and for dung and drosse A weighty crowne of glory yea for losse Of life goods or good name eternall gaine In stead of pearles and jewells he a chaine Of his celestiall graces will bequeath Whose splendor will obscure all things beneath In stead of partridge woodcocks snipes and phesants Which now a daies are meats for clowns and peasants In stead I say of such like dainty fare Which many make their god God will prepare A table for his Saints deckt with such meate As shall them so suffice that thereof eate That they shall never thirst nor hunger more After those things they thirsted for before In stead of costly buildings and great places Which upstarts oft for want of grace disgraces We with the Angels shall in heaven sing Sweet songs of praise to our eternall King In stead of great attendance and respect Which many as some more then God affect We have the blessed Angels to attend Our persons and from harme us to defend In stead of high-borne kindred and great friends On which so many fooles too much depends God makes himselfe a father and a mother A wife to one a husband to another In stead of milke and hony wine and oyle Whereof too many prodigalls make spoile We have the sincere milke of his pure word Which doth both hony wine and oyle afford For rich attire whereby so proud some grow That they themselves or friends can hardly know With robes of sanctity he cloathes us here That we for aye his princely robes may weare In stead of musick for to please the eare A pleasing voice we shâ—ll from heaven heare Saying this is the way to life and light Deâ—tro 4.12 Ezek. 33 32. Turne neither to the left hand nor the right The second thought VVHo is' t that strikes us is' t a deadly foe Or one desirous of our overthrow No ti 's our best and dearest friend nay rather Psal 94.12.66.10 Laâ— 1.12 Our ever-loving God and tender father What comfort may this yeeld unto a soule That is constrain'd its weaknesse to condole Who can expresse what ease the grieved find When they this truth consider well in mind Troubles and sorrowes may the good befall But this will make them triumph over all Simile The sick man need not doubt distrust or feare His Doctors care who hath a father deare For his Physitian nor the least doubt make Whether those med'cines he may safely take Which he prescribes not onely with great care But with his owne hand likewise does prepare Lesse cause Gods people have to be afraid In time of triall or so much dismaid When they should suffer for the Gospells sake Which lies then bleeding as it were at stake If they consider well who doth them call Yea for what end and purpose and withall How by his mightie and all-ruling hand He governs all things both on sea and land So that the divell nor his instruments Can bring to any purpose their
of heart thy crops grow lesse and lesse But stinking weeds encrease and flourish so That shortly they thy crop will overgrow Unlesse for honour of thy name with speed Thou wilt vouchsafe O Lord the same to weed O deale not with us after our deserts Nor after the uprightnesse of our hearts What would become of sinfull mortall man If thou his sinfull life shouldst strictly scan If thou shouldst marke what we have done amisse Who could expect to reape eternall blisse Psal 78.13 14. Thou that in Zoan by thy mighty hand Couldst so divide the seas that on drie land Our forefathers might passe canst also heale The breaches of our Church and Common-weale Our land 's divided and divided so That we amongst our selves can hardly know Whom we may safely trust which makes all those Which doe thee and thy word of truth oppose As chiefly Papists to rejoyce and say Ha ha so so there goes the game away Thou mightst in justice Lord we doe confesse Us of our lives and livings dispossesse Thou mightst deprive us of the meanes of grace And from beholding of thy blessed face And give us up into such Heathens hands For ever to remaine in cruell bands Of slavery and thraldome because we Have broke our covenant so oft with thee Yet Lord now in our need some pity take Ev'n for thy mercy truth and promise sake Thou hast we know been mercifull indeed To Israel yea thou hast Iacobs seed Restor'd from thraldome yea O God we finde In holy Writ thou blott'st out of thy minde All their misdeeds and heinous wickednesse Whereby they did thy holy Laws transgresse Thou didst asswage thy wrath and mitigate Thine anger towards them yea in a state Of happinesse didst seat them so that they Might be a people unto thee for aye O let thy people in this sinfull land Such mercies finde O Lord now at thy hand Turne us O God oâ— saving health from all Our evill waies which unto heaven call For vengeance on us let thine anger cease And from all hellish thraldome so release Our bodies and our soules that still we may With freedome magnifie thee day by day Vengeance O Lord doth properly belong Unto thy Majesty revenge the wrong That hath been and now is done unto thee By such as hate thy truth in sanctity O judge of all the world thy selfe exalt Against all such as would thy truth assault Let not the wicked and the worldly wise Over thy faithfull people tyrannize Let not false-hearted Papists who conspire The ruine of thy Church have their desire Let Superstition and Idolatry Like to a rotten hedge for ever be Trod underfoot let merit-mongers all Be like a rotten house and tottering wall Give not the soule Lord of thy Turtle Dove Unto the Beast remember in thy love And tender mercies such as are opprest By wicked men or any way distrest Thy faithfull covenant consider well For they are cruell that on earth now dwell The shepheard seeks to fleece his flock the lambe Growes ravenous and woolvish to her dam The bird the nest where she was hatcht bewraies Iudas his Master cunningly betraies Behold but how the wicked thee defame And how the foolish folke blaspheme thy name Arise arise and thine owne cause maintaine For thou hast said the helpe of man is vain Why dost thou sit as one that 's fast asleepe Why is thy wrath so hot against thy sheepe Thinke on thy congregations and behold Those places which thou hast possest of old But above all the rest remember well Mount Sion wherein thou was wont to dwell Let not the foolish laugh thy Saints to scorne Nor let the wicked man lift up his horne In sunder break their hornes but raise on high The horns of such as serve thee faithfully Confound them in their wicked plots with shame That daily labour to obscure thy name Cast downe those mighty mountaines which oppose Thee in thy waies but let O Lord all those That wish well unto Sion firmely stand As Cedar trees in this our realme and land O let thy Gospell flourish in despite Of such as most abhorre thy sacred light And for this end we humbly thee desire The hearts of all our rulers to inspire With so much wisedome and soule-saving grace That they may daily labour to deface All superstitious worship and advance Thy blessed word and sacred ordinance Thy jugdement Lord upon the King bestow Thy righteousnesse upon the Prince that so He may his loyall subjects rule aright And eke defend the poore against the might Of such as would them wrong without a cause Yea many times against his and thy lawes Let those high mountaines under him encrease In this his realme true zeale and godly peace And let the little hills their minds apply To punish vice and manage equitie Lord let thy Priests be clothed with thy truth And righteousnesse as Naomi and Ruth Make them to live in love that there may be In life and doctine a sweet harmonie Let Moses now and Aron Lord appeale Unto thy throne let Phineas with zeale True judgement execute without delay That they in time thine irefull hand may stay That so our God thou maist continew still And we a people ready to fulfill Thy holy lawes and all our sinfull daies Shew forth thy noble acts and worthie praise Thy whole and holy Church O Lord preserve In unity and peace let not them swerve Or be misled with errors that desire To worship thee with hearts and minds intire Those that are simple ignorant and blind And earnestly desire the way to find That leads to life eternall by thy grace Illuminate O Lord that they thy face And blessed countenance may clearely see And with this fight so much delighted be That they may dally labour to obtaine More knowledge of thy word and thereby gaine Assurance of thy goodnesse to the just And faithfulnesse to those that put their trust In thy sure promises those that are weake And yet through godly zeale desire to speake In behalfe of thy truth yea if need be To seale the truth thereof and sanctity Ev'n with their bloud enable with thy hand In midst of flames of fire upright to stand O strengthen them by thy al-working might Couragiously to fight the Lambs great fight Those that are borne of thine immortall seed And as new borne babes much desire to feed Upon the sincere milke of thy pure word Full streaming brests O Lord to them afford Lastly give peace in these unquiet daies Wherein pride guile and malice so much swayes For now O Lord great dangers are at hand As by thy frownes we clearly understand Thy ever-over and all ruling hand Hath brought astonishment upon our land Thou hast declared heavy things to thine And caused some of us to drinke the wine Of giddinesse so that we scarce can tell When we doe evill or when we do well O give a banner unto such as fear And worship thee with hearts and minds