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religion_n	bring_v	jerusalem_n	zion_n	35	3	8.7293	4	false

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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A85696	Strena Vavasoriensis, a Nevv-Years-gift for the Welch itinerants, or a hue and cry after Mr. Vavasor Powell, metropolitan of the itinerants, and one of the executioners of the Gospel, by colour of the late Act for the propagation thereof in Wales; as also a true relation of his birth, course of life, and doctrines; together with a vindication of several places of Scripture wrested and abused, against the present government, and all publick ministers of this nation. His hymn sung in Christ-Church London; with an antiphona there unto; and a lively description of his propagation.	Griffith, Alexander, d. 1690.	1654 (1654)	Wing G1988; Thomason E727_14; ESTC R19795	21,555	32

answering thereunto And so close up all with a true discription of his Propagation in Wales 18 Decemb. 1653. His Hymn at Christ-Church TO Christ our King let us praise sing who is our Saviour dear Who is our Protector and our Rock who will come and soon appear To humble his and try their hearts And make them clean and pure To set his Kingdom upon Earth Which ever shall endure His Saints shall reign with him on Earth And great ones then shall bow The Battle and the Battle-ax And men of War shall know That he will arise and he will rule And their power will fall And Christ our great Commander He Shall be our General Hast Lord come quickly down Thy Saints do wait and pray And men would saign if they knew how Thy Prophets kill and slay But they shall live and eke stand up And give their Testimony Against the Monarchs of the Earth That sit and reign on high THe Antiphona thereunto THe Devil 's your King his praise you sing His Spirit leads you here Who is your Protector and your Rock And in You doth appear 'T is he exalts and lifts your hearts To make you his most sure To set his Kingdom upon Earth Which shall not long endure His Saints shall reign with him in Hell And to him they shall bow The Battle and the Battle-ax And men of war do know Though he be up and his doth rule Yet his Power will fall Since Sathan your good Master He Is your great General The Lord will come in his due time His Saints for to preserve And all your lying Prophets slay Who from his Word do swerve His Word shall stand his Saints shall live To give their Testimony Against false Teachers of the Earth Who strive to Reign on high A true Description of Mr. Vavasor Powells and his Itinerants Propagation in Wales WHat Propagation and root out all Then if you please her Extirpation call Like Lucifer that 's stil'd a Morning star And yet in Hel's the blackest Fiend by far If then of her you 'l have a true Relation She 's the Abaddon in the Revelation That Apollyon that all thing destroyes That Epidemick Plague that Church annoyes That flaming Dragon that did latel'assail To sweep the Stars down with his fiery tail That Worm-wood that imbitters Sea and Springs And from the pit great Swarms of Locusts brings She was the Church-Granado tore and rents Religion Faith Works and the Sacraments That Indian Herican that fiercely tears The Spouses ship while that to Heaven she stears She talks of Christ like Cheaters in a throng To pick mens purses sings a Godly Song And Herod-like feigning t' adore the Babe Through Church-mens sides gives him a deadly stab Thus Religion prov'd to be ●he Cloak Vnder whose shrowd thousands of Frogs did croak With Jeroboams Priests they fill'd their hand And then like Pharaohs plagues infect the land Jerusalem and Sions glory razes Mounts Calves at Dan and Bethels higher places Which bellow'd like an Amsterdamian Bull Nonsence and Blasphemy whole Pulpi●s full Perhaps you 'l itch to know the stock and root From whence these Branches of Propagation shoot Th' are hatcht in Hel Be'lzebub is their Sire Atheism their Mother Nurse infernal fire Their Offsprings are Schisms Sects and Heresie Destruction Sacrilege and Symony Their Maid Hypocrisie her daily dresses Shews of Godliness and such like tresses Which she from Sathans Wardrope stole by night While they do Act good Angels parts of light These Frogs and Locusts wait upon her train By sacred Ruines thinking all to gain And hoping when Christs-Doves were dispossest Scritch-Owles and Zim and Jim might build their nest They Cry'd down learned Athens and that light That did destroy their Gloe-worms in the night While her bright Suns did glister in the Sky Their Bats and Owls abroad durst never fly The Devil at Delphos was struck dumb for fear Til Babilas his bones away they bear Great is Diana 't is the Silver shrines That made them dig so deep in Churches Mines The first fool Wales telling them a story That plundring God makes most for his Glory No tithes no gleabs no offrings needeth he Without a Priest All taught of him shall be Thus many were seduc'd with this false glasse And made to couch like Issachars Asse To any burthen that spake libertie Though in effect Souls-murthering slavery Former Monopolies went by retale The Church and Church men she vends by whole sale Empson and Dudleys projects were but toys Cranfield and Ingram only made a noise Micha'l Mumpesson soar'd and had a fall But Propagation robs our God of all And thus by colour of this Act of Grace All Rights of Church and State they did deface But she 's expir'd a boon me thinks you crave To grant her decent burial and a grave Her EPITAPH HEre Propagation lies that did aspire Like Phaeton to set the World on fire Cry'd down Order and Ministerial Call And thought to give this Government a fall She would have caus'd the Gentry flock in Swarms To beg relief like Cripples without Armes And would have made the learned Lawyers plead From door to door poor Souls for Crusts of Bread Lament Itinerants this Trade is gone Take up your Tools and Occupation Silence in Churches you have long forgot Your first callings inheritance and lot And Gentle Reader because you shall not think that some Itinerants who lately dyed wanted Epitaphs we shall intreat you to peruse one which a dear friend bestowed upon Mr. L. who lately dyed and was interred in the City of Hereford In Perpetuam Magistri L Itinerantis Memoriam QVi Sermonavit vivus * i. e. ex tempore sine think sine thanko Mortuus in foveam jacitur * i. e. sine tintinnabulis sine clink sine clanko 2. Sam 17.23 And when Ahithophel saw that his counsel was not followed he sadled his asse and arose andgat him home to his house to his City and put his houshold in order and hanged himself and died and was buried in the Sepulchre of his Father FINIS