to proceed from God Nor from the dictates of meer flesh and blood The preservation of them also may Though none in time so antient be as they â—nduce us to beleive and eke accord That all the Scriptures are God's holy word Experience shewes the power of God in them Even by their humbling and exalting men And when God's spirit shall our hearts incline For to beleive these Misteries sublime And also write them in our inward parts We shall beleive them with beleiving hearts Of GOD. GOd is most glorious wise and doth excell All future things he knowes and can foretel He sees into each corner of our hearts And knowes the secrets of our inner parts This great Iehovah is Omnipotent Yea good and gracious and omniscient A God of love his love to his sincere More then their fathers or their mothers were He loves all things that he did ever make And loves his Son and his for his Sons sake His mercy 's great he succors his in need He did Elisha by the Ravens feed He is most just in works in word and will Rewarding good detecting what is ill Of the Trinity GOD is one perfect Essence full of Bliss Whose being of himself eternal is Yet in this Essence there are persons three Distinct subsistances Singula sunt in singulis omnia in singulis singula in oÌ„nibus unum omnia Aug. lib. 6. de tri cap. ult these persons be And yet in substance all these three are one Gods Essence is without distinction And yet the persons in this Essence be Distinguish'd by the Holy Trinity The Father Son and Holy Ghost Divine Names Orders Actions do them best define The first the Father 's named in respect Of Christ his Son and then of his Elect. The second person then the Son is nam'd Because he 's of his Fathers nature fram'd And of his substance is by generation Th' Eternal Son of God not by Creation The third the Holy Ghost who by spiration Receives his Essence not by generation And is so called both in this respect That he proceeds and sanctifi's th' elect So by the order several things we see The several workings of the Trinity The Father works by th' son and holy spirit Yet each for dignity of equal merit None first none last save order is excepted One God all God all equally respected The Glotious Essence wholly in all three And in each perion of the Trinity And by the Counsel of Gods holy will He rul'd the world Kingdome of God his eternal decree and so doth rule it still And hath determin'd all things by decree From time to time from all Eternity Some unto life some unto death there be Predestinated by this great decree From hence we learn and so all Christians may God deals with Dust as Potters do with Clay The Creation GOd did of nothing all things fitly frame And made them good for Glory of his name For in six dayes created were by him The world and all things that were made therein And when he had all other creatures made Man Male and Female he did then create And into them immortal souls infus'd With Righteousness and Holiness indu'd In his own Image he did them create Both free from sin and in a holy state And God was pleas'd a Covenant to frame And ty'd them to performance of the same And life to them and their posterity Did promise if they kept it perfectly They were indu'd with liberty of will And freedome had his statutes to fulfill To them all earthly Creatures were made free For meat and use excepted was one tree That was forbidden under pain of Hell They are thereof The fall of man so Male and Female fell Pride puff'd them up they did beleive the Divel They tasted of the tree of good and evil And by this sin eternal misery Intayled was on their Posterity Three things Gods Providence each Christian may observe froâ— hencâ— God's Power Wisdome and great Providence Who order'd all to Holy ends herein Yet was no Author of this grievous sin By Adam's fall all men have inclination To every sin and all their Generation And are bound over to the wrath of God Curse of the Law and his destroying Rod. Now see compassion in this woful case God offers Man Of the Covenac of grace a Covenant of Grace That all th'elect by Faith might saved be Both Jew and Gentile none excepted he Beleive and live God offers Christ to thee â—f thou accept him hel 'e a Saviour be A Prophet Priest and eke a Royal King Right Heire of all things is this Holy thing Head of the Church Redeemer of the same â—udge of the world Christ Jesus is his name Twixt God and man he is the great Peace-maker â—urely for Saints the only Mediator Equal with God yet did assume the nature Of Adams seed faln man a sinful creature Yet without sin but not infirmities He had a sence of all man's miseries Conceaved by the Holy Ghost he was And through the Virgin Maries Womb did pass And of her substance also did pertake And yet his God-head he did not forsake Without Conversion or Confusion there Godhead and Manhood both conjoyned were And doth remain without a seperation Both God and man the God of our salvation Who was Anointed with the holy spirit That he might mediate for man and merit He undefiled was and full of grace And fitted for a Mediators place And from his Father he receiv'd command Who put all power and judgement in his hand To undertake and execute the same For th' good of man and glory of his name That God and man might reconciled be And Christ do all things that might make him freâ— Christ did this Office freely undertake And did discharge it for his servants sake Which none could do but he he did fulfil The Law exactly and his Fathers will His soul and body under sufferings were His blessed body The Passion of Christ peirced with a Spear This blessed man on'th Cross was Crucifi'd And for our sins our blessed Saviour dy'd To save the Saints and free their Souls from paiâ— He dy'd for them that they might live again Who all were dead by Adam's sinful Fall But now revived by Christ's Funeral Who all were slaves till Jesus made them free Till Christ did dye and climb the cursed Tree When death dominion got the power it kept Till the third day Of Christs resurrection and assention our Blessed Saviour slept Without Corruption then he rose again And conquer'd death and Hell and deadly pain And the same body which in earth did lie Assended up into the Heavens high And is exalted to the Throne of Grace By God his Father in a glorious place There to remain until he shall descend To judge the world when it shall have an end Our Saviour was a Holy Sacrifice One offer'd up to God which satisfi'd â—â—s Fathers justice and hath reconcil'd â—im
careful be In all we do to act Religiously Of the Church ALL God's Elect that Heaven shall inherit And be by Faith pertakers of Christ's merit All those the univeâ—sal Church we call They are Christ's flock and he the head of all Out of all Nations is this flock selected Clens'd by Christs Blood and by himself accepted And the whole number of th'elected ones That have been are or shall be he will own The Church of Christ which visible we call And under the Gospel is Catholicall Consists of them and theirs that do profess The true Religion and true Holiness Out of this way can no sure expectation Be had by any of their souls salvation Unto the Church Christ gave the Ministry Which by his spirit works effectually For gathering and for making perfect his That are elected to eternal bliss And of this Church Christ Jesus is the head And by his spirit are his people lead The Pope of Rome cannot in any sence Be Head thereof you may collect from hence That he 's the Anti-Christ and man of sin That doth oppose Christs holy Church and him Of the Communion of Saints ALL Saints to Jesus Christ their head are knit By 's spirit and faith and have a fellowship With him in 's sufferings death and in his graces His Resurrection and in happy cases Are all such Saints and Heaven shall inherit And eke pettake of Christ and all his merits So all such Saints to one another knit In love begets a holy fellowship They have Communion in each others graces Share in their Prayers and in their hearts have places And are oblig'd such duties to perform Publick and private as may them concern And to their mutual good conducing be Both to the outward man and inwardly This fellowship which Saints with Christ injoy In no respect gives them equality With him none of his Saints or servants can Compare as he is either God or man Nor Saints Communion never can destroy In Goods or Lands their sole propriety Of Baptisme BAptisme is a Holy Sacrament Which doth to us most lively represent The powerful washing of the blood and spirit Of Christ that did for all beleivers merit Into the Church they have initiation And signes and seales of their regeneration Pardon of sins is eke confirm'd to them And into Christ they are ingrafted then They sin that do this Ordinance neglect Salvation yet to it 's not so anext But that without it infants may be saved And some into Perdition go that have it Of the Lords Supper THis ordinance unto the soul is sweet Where there is faith and where the Heart 's upright What empty poor and barren things are then The Sacraments to unbeleiving men Get faith Repent draw neer to God and pray Use ordinances in a Holy way T is great dishonour to the God of might When men his holy Ordinances sleight O then call in for all the stock of grace Stir up affections in this weighty case First get your sins slain by the edged sword Of Gods good spirit in the Holy Word Excite your faith Repentance exercise Forsake all sins and buy the Pearl of prise Faith is the Captain and the Master-grace Faith his our souls our Saviour to embrace Faith is a Jewel faith doth justifie Bâ— faith on Christ poor sinners do rely Faith gives us interest in his benefits Faith weary souls for Grace and mercy fits Faith gives us interest in Christ's blood and merit Faith makes Christ ours both in his grace spirit Faith makes the soul his Saviour apprehend The grace of faith our souls to Christ commend By faith we do our Saviours body eate By faith Christs body we receave for meat By faith we drink our blessed Saviours blood Our Saviours Body is his servants food The matter of the Sacrament indeed Is Christ himself whereon we chiefly feed By him we nourish'd are our sins are kil'd By Christs warm blood our souls with Grace are fil'd O sin-sick soul canst thou more dainties wish Then to be nourish'd by this Princely Dish Hath Christ provided sinners such a Feast By which their graces are so much increast O then praise God flie evill follow good Thy filthy sins have shed thy Saviours blood All wicked persons and impenitent Pertake not of this blessed Sacrament For graceless persons by the same grow worse Instead of blessings they obtain a curse Grace in the Sacrament is never bred But grace by it 's Increas'd and nourished They that come graceless thither gâ—aceless may Return from thence and go much worse away The State of Man after Death and of the Resurrection of the Dead WHen men are dead their mortal bodies must Both see corruption and return to dust And then their souls which shall immortal be Return unto the Lord immediately The souls of Saints that lived righteously Are then receav'd into the Heavens high Where they behold Gods face in glorious light Ath ' day of Judgement souls and bodies meet The souls of wicked men are sent to Hell Where they in pain and utter darkness dwell And are reserv'd unto the judgement day Then to receive their dreadful doom for aye Two places only God for souls created When souls and bodies should be seperated At 'h day of Judgement such as lite enjoy Shall all be changed but they shall not die And all the dead that day shall raised be With the same bodies not such qualities And to their souls united be again Some doom'd to bliss some to eternal pain Of the last Judgement GOd hath appointed Jesus Christ his Son To judge the World and to pronounce the doom Of wicked Angels and all earthly men Who shall appear and shall be judged then By Jesus Christ who shall in glory sit Condemn the wicked and the Godly quit This day of Judgement it shall surely come God knowes the time and none but he alone O Watch and Pray then night and day God's Lawes obey that Christ may say Thou hast done faithfully Thou hast well done O therefore come And enter into Joy POEMS Against POPERY COMPOSED By Edward Manlove of Ashborn in the County of Derby Esquier LONDON Printed for Richard Mills at the Pestel and Mortar without Temple Barr. 1667. To the READER PEruse these Poems drest in mean attire Love truth hate error heartily desire To follow Peace and worship God aright Observe the Scriptures Romish errors sleight The Roman Church did Christ her Spouse forsake And to her Idols did her self betake She is unclean defil'd with spots and staines Unsound corrupt but yet a Church remains Therefore beware of utter detestation Of all her doctrine all 's not Innovation Truth 's fundamental which themselves descrie By their bright lustre do not thou deny But them imbrace and shun what is unsound Coyne currant is that 's in a channel found Refuse the Chaff do not the Wheat reject Hate Heresie but wholsome Truths respect They hold three persons in the Trinity We hold the same
By fained horrors with the trembling heart Which is perplexed with most grievous pain And restless anguish doth therein remain And brings the Patient into such a rage That he his present horrour to asswage Would rather die then live and choose to dwell With Hellish Furies in the Pit of Hell Such are the terrours of a troubled mind Bruised and wounded in this woful kind As may appear both by the desperate cry Of Cain and Iudas damn'd eternally As also by the mournful sad complaints Of Iob and David and such glorious Saints These flames of horrour how shall we endure What Balsome can a wounded Conscience cure In friends not Physick nothing's to be found The Blood of Christ An admonition to the unconverted can only cure this wound Ye unconverted be perswaded then To turn to God for unconverted men Though they awhile in pleasant places dwell They 'l be transplanted in the Pit of Hell Then t is too late Repentance then is past Redeem the time whilst thy short life doth last Forsake not mercy but thy sins forsake God freely offers Christ his offer take If thou refuse how wilt thou then avoid The wrath of God which wicked men abide Art sick and senceless dost thou feel no smart Thou hast the symptom of a stony heart When Conscience stings and sins in Battail ray Do set themselves then in the evil day What wilt thou do those Lions then will tear Thy trembling heart and thee confound with feare Then subtil Satan he will play his part And shoot tentations at thy fainting heart He was thy Master thou dist him obey Thou didst walk with him in the damned way Now in thy sickness thou wouldst him forsake But now the Devil doth advantage take And doth indite thee for thy evil acts And now thy Conscience proves thy filthy facts Thou tookst ful draught of carnal peace and pleasure Thou dist carrouse tipple in great measure Thou didst God's faithful Ministers despise And with thy tongue by slanders scoffs and lyes Didst much abuse them and with great despight Didst labour much to quench the â—â—ving light Thou didst thy will and power and purse imploy God's faithful Saints and servants to destroy Such crying sins as these and many more Stand on the unconverted sinners score Ye that are washed from the filth of sin An admonition to the Converted Free'd from that damned state your souls were in Flie sinful Lusts defile your souls no more By such Rebellion as you did before Sin is most hateful in the sight of God And doth procure his smart correcting rodd God loves all creatures that he ever made But hateth sin with everlasting hate Sin wounds the soul brings men to misery Sin was the cause that God's dear Son did die Sin Satan made sin sunk him into hell Sin sunk the Pit where all the damned dwell Sin God offends sin is the greatest evil Sin damns the soul sin is the rankest Devil Object Is sin so ugly why doth most delight In sinful waies why doth not sin affright Them from pursuing of their Carnal pleasures And make them strive to get eternal treasures Answer Now Satan puts on sin in such a case A seeming fairness on a hellish face He paints this Harlott in a handsome dress And souls to sin draws by deceitfulness Were this deformed Hagg without false hair And painted face she could not scules insnare The grisly face of sin would men affright But by false colours it seems fair and bright Thus Satan covers sins deformity And makes it pleasant to the sinners eye Though of it self it 's filthy foul and naught Compar'd to meat thrust out into the draught All other filth the body doth defile but sin's contagious and the soul doth soyle It 's most infectious like a Leprosie Infects the walls the cloathes Posterity The sin of Adam to his seed remains Till Christ's warm Blood doth wash away the staines The misery of Man not Reconciled to God in Christ O Wretched man where shall my Muse begin To state the case that thy poor soul is in Who art condemned to eternal death Adjudg'd to Hell before thou drawest breath Thy Father Adam was by God created In innocence in Paradise was placed That he and his Posterity might have â—mmortal life and conquer Hell and Grave To him all earthly Creatures were made free For meat and use excepted was one tree That was forbidden under pain of Hell He ate thereof and so thy Father fell Pride puff'd him up he did beleive the Devil He tasted of the Tree of Good and Evil By this foul fall eternal misery Intailed was on his Posterity And made them subject to sore punishment Whilst they like thee remain impenitent Finis 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 A DIVINE POEM OR A Confession of FAITH Composed in Meeter By E. Manlove Esq Of the Scriptures and Argments to prove them the Word of God BY God's good word the way unto salvation Is truly taught by holy Inspiration O then beleive it and the same obey Give no such credit to Appocrypha Nor to traditions of the Romish See All saving truths in Scripture written be And are recorded for Divinity By truth it self the holy Trinity Depending not upon the testimony Of any Church the Pope of Rome or any But God the Author our most blessed Lord Receive them therefore as his Holy word But we by witness of the Church may deem The Scripture worthy of a high esteem O prize it highly 't is a pretious thing Sweet tidings of Salvation it doth bring The stile and doctrine challenge reverence The efficacy gives great evidence Of Gods known will it makes a full discovery And shewes the way for sinful man's recovery Though mortal man of Scripture was the writer Yet God's good spirit was the sole Inditer Some Secretaries God did set apart Who spoke and wrote but he inspir'd the heart These Writers did for Holiness surpass All Popes and Doctors of the Romish Mass And by their works such depth of wisdome shoâ—â— As learned men could not attain unto Yet never trained up in Learned Schooles With them compar'd Phylosophers are fooles The Prophet Amos he did far surpass Some learned Rabbies yet a Heardsman was And Peter Iames and Iohn but fishermen Admired by the Elders of Jerusalem Amongst the writers ther 's a sweet concord Which proves the Scripture is the Holy Word None disagree at which we may admire For God himself the Penmen did inspire They wrote such things as never wit could hatch No History this History doth match And what they wrote was full of Majesty Profoundness Wisdome and Authority Commanding Credit to be had to them Denouncing threats against all wicked men The end and scope of all the Scriptures be For God's great glory and mans felicity The writers antient for Antiquity Aoses more antient then the Heathens be The deadly hatred that the Divels beare â—gainst the Scriptures yet believe and fear Do prove them plainly
to hear him teach And this proud Patcher he presumes to Preach And when he doth this new found way forsake 'T is doubt he will begin to Rant or Quake Alas he 's gone so far beyond his Last He 's like to fall by running over fast Pride puff'd him up the Cobler climing high Ape like hath shewd his great'st deformity Alas poor man t is time that all lament T is much adoe for man to be content If he be poor then envious he will be If Rich puff'd up with his Prosperity With Iacobs Talent learn to be content Praise God that hath thee food and raiment sent If thou be Rich and yet dost covet more It better is to be content and poor Or if thy Riches fill with worldly care Thy empty heart thy riches are a snare Or if thy riches cause thy discontent Thy riches are an empty Complement But art thou rich and godly and content Thy riches are a gratious suppliment If thou imploy them for Gods glory then God will thoe bless thou wilt have praise of men Pray not for Riches nor for Poverty But food convenient that is best for thee A mean estate may yeild as much content As Riches great or places eminent Sorrow sometimes far better is then joy A low estate far better then a high What greater Honour canst thou do to God Then with submission humbly kiss his Rod Then be content in want learn to abound This sweet condition is with comfort crownd Contentment here the first fruit of Heaven is But true content is in eternal bliss But discontent doth discompose the heart Doth gaul the spirit vexeth every part It is a Gangrein and a festring sore â—t turns both faith and patience forth adore It is a breed bate making jars and fractions It fumes it frets it stirreth up distractions It hurts the body it disjoynts the soul It makes ill worse it is a Kindle coal It makes repining when we should rejoyce It alwaies wants it 's full of avarice It is a passion that doth often robb Man of his reason makes him slight his God But true contentment in the inner part Workes trouble out of every troubled heart As Physick doth Diseases purge away So doth contentment greatest gains alay It doth refresh and chear the fainting heart Of every one that gains this godly Art It makes the Lame to leap the Sad to Sing Divine Contentment doth sweet solace bring There is great Virtue in Divine Content This Golden Shield beats back discouragement This gallant ship the heart from sincking saves And makes it Sail above the rageing Waves This true Content doth set mans heart in tune By fervent Prayer his God to importune It brings the heart into a holy frame For God accepts no Sacrifice that 's lame Content breeds courage in a godly Saint He beares his burden when the wicked faint If God command him he takes up his Cross And by Contentment he makes gain of loss Impatience and discontent are Twins But true Content doth banish these two sins But discontent much murmuring doth produce To let in sin it is the very sluce This murmuring sin the Divels Musick is He likes no Tune so well as he likes this This Discontent a restless Spirit is That haunts so many and so few doth miss It makes a man means indirect to use To get such things as Nature bids him choose Contentment doth temptations strong prevent Though th' World and flesh and Devil all do temp But discontent made Iob's wife foolish be Unto her Husband say Curse God and die This discontent a man an Atheist makes He turns Apostate and his God forsakes He thinks that God of man doth take no care He 's not contented with his Bill of Fare He nothing wants and yet is discontent He hath enough and yet is indigent Out of the Blossome of this discontent Growes bitter Fruit an evil consequent But with content a little is enough This Anchor staies the Ship when storms are rough This turns the bitter water into Wine And makes it tast the Nectar from the Vine This Crosses great to Comforts great doth turn And makes him merry that before did mourn It makes his heavy burden seem but light He hopes for Glory of a greater weight If this be then the fruit of contentation O labour man to get this consolation This Honey Comb drops sweetness every where This comfort lasts because content is there But discontent a sowre Leaven is Our greatest comforts are Eclipst by this It lessens mercy trebbles every Cross Turns sweet to sowre the purest Gold to dross But true contentment waits on Providence And takes God's dealings in a better sence If God send sickness Pain or Poverty All 's for the best if thou contented be Doth God Refine thee in a Furnace hot To purge away thy dross why should be not Thou art his Gold he makes thee sparkle more Thou art made purer then thou wast before He in his Wisdome makes thy body smart To bring thee to a better frame of heart Shouldst thou be Rich be sure that Christ be thine Of Grace and Wisdome he 's the golden Mine He is a Pearle a sparkling Diamond His worth all worldly Treasure goes beyond Sell all thou hast to get this pretious prize And buy the Feild wherein this Treasure lies In Christ both Fulness and true Riches is By this inriching Pearl comes glorious Bliss Induring Riches in this Treasury Are locked up from all Eternity If worldly Wealth be wanting live by Faith He that hath Christ the greatest Treasure hath This richly decks the Soul with true content These are the Riches that are permanent If thou be rich and yet thy soul be poor What art thou better for thy worldly store But if thy Soul bespangled be with Grace Thou art prepared for a better place The high Plantation Heavens Paradise The glorious Heaven of Eternal Joyes There are true Riches there 's true consolation There is full freedome from all Reprobation All other things are like the Butterfly Whose Wings are painted very curiously Yet touch them they thy fingers do defile All Earthly things are apt thy soul to soyle They do corrupt they cannot long endure Fix not thy heart on things that are impure But be content let God thy portion be He hath a godly heritage for thee The world is empty only full of sin In God is fulness make address to him He can give Riches he can make thee poor Iob lost much wealth yet God did give him more Then do not kick against the Lords decree He knowes thy state and knowes what 's best for thee Submit to God imbrace his blessed Son Pray as he taught O Lord thy will be done God is well pleased with his Children when They like that portion he allots to them He hath his end in that they do submit To Providence and Acquiess in it Then be content to Satan do despight In discontent the Devil doth delight All evil
murmur some do mourn Which maketh God their mercies to adjourn Wouldst thou have mercy seek to God and pray This murmuring doth God's mercy much delay When children struggle they are beaten worse Our sinful passions cause a heavy curse The Isralites by murmuring discontent Procur'd from God a heavy punishment They were rewarded for their peevishness They wandred long within the wilderness Then strive O man against thy discontent This evil spirit labour to prevent The world is such that men the more they have Are less content which makes them more to crave Doth Wealth increase the worldly mans desire Increaseth more this Oyle inflames the fire The heart of man triangular is found The world is very Circular and Round There is nothing man's soul can satisfie But God the Lord the Holy Trinity Then covet not much wealth strive for content Life is a vapour and is quickly spent Sometimes the Sun goes down before noon day Before old age grim death takes life away Sometimes the Sun of life sets presently Death doth approach the dawning Infancy Sometimes it is Eclipsed in the Womb The mothers belly doth the babe intombe Man's here to day to morrow he is gone Our winged Time goes very swiftly on Life is uncertain long it cannot last It is a wheel that 's running ever fast Man's life it is compared to a day Or to a Post that rideth fast away Our life is short long here we cannot stay And little will our charges here defray It is not far unto our journeys end And after death we need no more to spend If Farmers should great summes of money spend In Building when their terme is neer an end They would be deemed very indiscreet For building where they have no better right So he that doth immoderately give His mind to Wealth and hath short time to live May be accounted for a carnal man That slights his soul he is no Christian Then learn content for wealth cannot delay The Pangs of Death which take thy life away Sad thoughts and troubles often here attend A great Estate and terrour in the end T is not aboundance that a man enjoyes That is the thing wherein contentment lies An evil spirit haunts the Worldlings Chest So that the Miser cannot be at rest His heaps of Gold he strives to hide them sure He takes great care his Riches to secure His worldly wealth he labours to increase His anxious thoughts destroy his inward peace The World affordeth many pleasant things This Bee gives Honey but it often stings Within the Sunshine is the pleasant seat Yet it is troubled with the scotching heat Most men they do delight in dainty fare The Rich mans table often is his snare He quickly may ingulf himself too deep And drowned be within these waters sweet T is difficult to know how to abound Good Salve ill us'd may make a greater wound So many times mans great Prosperity Doth make him Proud and cause security And yet aboundance few mens hearts doth fill But many souls this Plurisy doth kill Then with a little learn to be content Srive to be good not to be eminent When Iacob for his Pillow had a stone And when his body lay the earth upon He sweetly slept and did enjoy his rest For Food and Rayment Iacob made request Doth wealth increase it doth increase thy cares And may thee draw into a world of snares Small Pinaces ride safe upon the Sea When storms and winds cast gallant Ships away Our Father Adam fell in Paradise Iob from the Dunghil had a glorious rise Strong Sampson slept securely on the lap O Dalilah that sought his life to trap The fawning world is worse then when it frownes The greatest cares attend the Richest Crownes When men grow rich their hearts begin to swell The sin of Pride in rich mens hearts doth dâ—â—â—ll Observe how mad men when the Moon declines Are quieter then when it 's in the prime When mens Estates are low and in the Waine They humble are and less mind worldly gain Then be contented with thy present lott If thou have less then others envy not A great Estate great envy to it drawes Men hate Superiours that 's the greatest cause When David kept his Father Iesse's sheep None did him envy none his life did seek But when he did enjoy a Kingly Crown Then envy sought to bring his Honour down An envious man he hath an evil Eye He hates to see good mens Prosperity Then be content seek not too high to mount The more thou hast the greater's thy account Trade for Gods Glory hast thou less or more Lay out thy money on this publick score Cast in thy Mite into this Treasury Improve thy Talent for Eternity Art thou exalted to a high degree Then in good Works man labour Rich to be Remember that thou art a Steward here Prepare thy self and make thy reckoning cleare Against thy Lord and Master call for it Thou must account for this thy Stewardship And when this great account is clearely past Then thou art free this reckoning is thy last Then what if thou some hardship here indure Death ends thy Hell and then thy Heaven 's sure Rich Dives did poor Lazarus disdain Who craved crumbs his life for to sustein And yet the doggs some pitty took on him As if those doggs had his Physitians been They lickt his sores when Lazarus did lie At Dives gate to beg his Charity But Lazarus he from sorrow soon was quit Here was his Hell he was releast from it And was by Angels carried clear away To Paradise where he shall be for aye But Dives was sent to the lowest Hell Where he with Divels shall for ever dwell And in his torments in the flaming fire A little water Dives did desire To cool it tongue but could it not obtain The damned must endure eternal pain He that would not afford the poor a crumb For water cryd to cool his burning tounge Observe Gods Justice upon wicked men That have no mercy he hath none for them And seek by prayer Gods Judgements to prevent Use well thy wealth and learn to be content â—t is a judgement for a man to have A great Estate and yet still more to crave The greedy man will never be content He cryes give give he 's alwaies indigent He eats and drinks and yet 's not satisfi'd This glutton hath a greedy appetite For avarice doth foster discontent â—t is a sin it is a punishment It is accounted for a secret curse For goods ill gotten makes the gainers worse The more they have the less they are content The more they crave the more 's their punishment For heaps of silver cannot satisfie Him that loves silver here 's his misery Then strive for grace and greatness set aside Be not content till sin be mortifi'd Though sin in the regenerate remain Yet sin in them doth never rule not reign Be not contented with thy natural state Gods Wrath pursues the Unregenerate
they might live again Who all were dead by Adams sinful fall But now revived by Christ's Funeral Who all were slaves till Jesus made them free Till Christ did die and climb the cursed Tree Praise God praise God praise God the Lord on high Praise God the Lord the Holy Trinity Christ hath redeem'd thee and discharg'd thy scorâ— Praise God the Lord praise him for evermore Proverbs Chap. 18. Ver. 14. Mans spirit will Infirmities sustein But who can beare the woundea spirits pain MAns spirit that is furnished with Grace And fortifi'd with favour of God's Face May pass the Pikes and Conquer all his foes Why should he fear when God keeps back thâ— blowe If God be for us who can us withstand Who can oppose Iehovah's mighty hand Whose mercy to his people hath no bounds Nor stint nor limit it is so profound Th' impetuous current of the rageing Sea He made Recoyle to make his people way He made the flames of hot and burning fire From his three Children swiftly to retire He made the Roaring Lyons couch and quake And change their natures for his Daniels sake He made the Locusts lice and Froggs and Flies In battel ray at his command to rise To save his people from their cruel foes To curb proud Pharoh that did them oppose He fed Elijah by the croking Crow When Iezebel did seek his overthrow He made the Furnace like a downy bed To blessed Bainham that was Martyred When David hunted was by wicked Saul Acts Monuments 1030 When robbed of his wives and children all When Zigglag was to ashes burnt with fire When David had no place of safe retire When David's Souldiers spake of scorning him When Holy David was great troubles in Then in distress poor David wept full sore Then David wept till he could weep no more Then David did unto Iehovah crie Then David prayd to God in misery Then David's courage was by God stir'd up Then to the sword th' Amalekites he put Then by the sword he made his enemies fall Then by Gods help he did recover all Then all true Saints take courage in the Lord Trust him in trouble read his Holy Word By weak without against means he can free His Saints and Servants from their misery Sith a good Conscience and a stock of grace Be'th only means t' incounter and out face Poems of reproof Our grand opposer and to draw the stings Out of our sorrowes and our sufferings And in the dreadful day so soveraign are To save the soul from sinking in despair Then be reproved those that take no care But are secure and sleight these Jewels rare Those Fools and Bedlams that have such a price Put in their hands and yet are not so wise It to improve for their eternal bliss But all their life and health imployed is In sensual lusts and on their Dunghil pleasures Whilst they neglect rich and eternal treasures What do you think to such poor souls belongs That pleasure take in Satans Syren songs And drink themselves drunk with Prosperity And take no care about Eternity But swiming down the current of the times Neglect Gods grace and grasp at Golden Mines Abuse misuse unthankfully mispend Their time and Talents to an evil end Neglect the Harvest time of ining grace And all their lives licentious tracks do trace For wealth and riches run and ride and strive And sayl a pace at Honour to arrive Alas poor souls they seek to bear great sway But will that help them in the evil day When the hot gleam of earthly glory 's past Great Clouds of dismal darkness draw on fast The grisly King of terrours stops their breath And they are haled to the port of death Then fiery flames shall make them fear and quake They must be drowned in the burning lake What will these sleepers in the Harvest say When they be waked at the dreadful day When guilty conscience gnawing at the heart Like to a Vulture fiercely plaies his part What will become of all the wicked then What is portion of such wicked men O vile ungrateful wretch then hide thy face God did capacitate thy soul for grace Why then dost thou so lull thy self in lust Self love and Pride are not God's Judgements just Wast made for naught but drink and sleep eate Laugh and be merry that 's a vain conceit Is Conscience seard then ther 's no more to say But to adjourn thee to the dreadful day But yet I pray thou maist reform thy waies Redeem the time the remainder of thy daies Awake awake and strike upon thy thigh Wrastle with God by servent Prayer and crye Faith and Repentance is the onely way Against despairing in the evil day Of all bad men Of the saving Light most pestilent are those That impiously God's Ministry oppose And by their hatred malice and despight Study and strive to quench the saving light All that oppose the saving word of grace Do strike directly at Christ's blessed face Who is as tender of his Ministry As he is of the Aple of his Eye O then Repent to God make thine address Wound not thy Conscience with such wickedness The sin of Persecution lowdly cries At Gods Tribunal makes a hideous noise For just revenge the vengeance of Gods ire For tempests great for showres of flaming fire To be distill'd and poured down on them That are such cruel and blood thirsty men How long O Lord O holy just and true Avenge our blood pay wicked men their due These spightful spirits heated with hell fire Flesht with the blood of Saints do much desire To cloud the Sun the Gospel of Gods Grace In which transparent glass Saints see his face The Nature of a Wounded Spirit FRom wounded spirits there ariseth fear A wounded Conscience what proud heart can beare Man doth conflict in this great misery With God himself a God of Majesty Can sinful man contend with God most high Or dust and ashes with eternity When God is angry no poor soul can stand Against the fierceness of his heavy hand Can stubble dry'd repel the flaming fire No more can we resist Iehovah's ire When we are whipt and lashed with his rod And do behold the frowning face of God Then we like leaves with wind soon shaken are And tertifi'd with flashings of despair Our heavy hearts for fear both faint and faile Our silly souls will then our sins bewail Then with our selves we are at enmity And do inlarge the rent most grievously For when our souls are in this trembling case We love too much in Satan's Glass to gaze Who labours much by lying cruelty Our sins both to inlarge and multiply Of every Molehil he a Mountain makes That wounded spirits may no comfort take To every sin he adds a bloody sting That he poor sinners to despair may bring Then what they think remember see or hear Is turnd to terrour and to hideous fear The dreadful fancy then doth bear its part
and do them deifie But for their error and their false Tradition They do deserve our utter opposition Regard them not beleive not Romish Fables Abhor their Idols Crosses Beades and Bables Their Agnus Dei which Pope Urban tells Will work strauge feats and evil sprights dispel Their creeping crouch their kissing of the Pax Their Medals Roses and such Romish knacks Their hallowed swords their false equivocations In sacred Oathes their mental reservations Their worshiping of wooden stock and stones Their Adoration of old rotten bones Their Altars Vestures Images and Tapers Their Censings Offerings Shrifes and holy Waters Their new found Faith of Transubstantiation Their Prayers to Saints a Popish Innovation Their Cancelling Christ's Will and Testament By mangling of the Holy Sacrament Their Bulls their Pardons and their Purgatory Their Latine service and such Ceremony Their Pilgrimage their Merits and Processions Their five new Sacraments their forc'd Confessions Their deifying of the Romish Whore Vain sacrifice and many errors more These Popish errors totally discard These Apish toyes good Reader disregard And so farwel what followes now peruse Imbrace the Truth my errors all excuse POEMS Against Popery Composed by Edward Manlove Esq I. Against the Popish Tenent of Justification by inherent Righteousness INherent Justice no man Justifies Our Righteousness in Christ our Saviour lies And his made ours by faith it doth suffice To make us Righteous in Gods Righteous Eyes And all his Members clearly will acquit A'â—h Judgement sear when Jesus Christ shall sit The Romish Whore a Bastard brood did nurse Who blast this truth with a tridentine curse Christ's righteousness imputed must give plaâ—â— To righteousness by our inherent grace This horrid point Pelagius did invent And 't was confirmed at the Councel Trent Till then this point of Faith did not intrude Till then this error Councels did exclude Also Chrisostome Ambrose Bernard Gregory Jerom Which now for truth the Romish Church reteit This new sound faith doth still at Rome remain But Austin doth this Popish point deny Inherent justice cannot justifie In vain the Papists wrangle and dispute This Popish point which Scripture doth confute We are unjust our hearts are all unclean Our righteousness Ec. 7.20 Pr. 20.9 Es 64.6 Ro. 7.23 as filthy raggs remain And in our members are the law oâ— sin Which leads us Captain waging war therein In many things all mortal men offend We sinners are James 3.2 Joh. 1.8 Act. 13.39 Rom 3.24 Eph 8.9 2 Cori. 5.21 till sinful life do end We are deceived if we do deny This sacred truth and full of falcity Through faith in Christ beleivers are made just By his free grace to works we dare not trust Our blessed Saviour was for us made sin And we the righteousness of God in him Can filthy raggs poor sinners justifie Or save them from eternal misery Repent beleive to God for mercy pray Christ's blood alone can wash thy sins away Against the Doctrine of Merit HOw can man merit all that he can do Is less then duty strictly ties him to And halfe done duties how should God respect Or what reward is due for such neglect Eternal death is wages due for sin Neglect of duty needs must fall therein Through Jesus Christ God gives eternal bliss Ro. 6.13 Salvation comes no other way but this God works accepts if faith do them evert And them rewards but not for their desert These merit-mongers therefore much mistake That look for Heaven for their merits sake Against the Doctrine of Transubstantiation THe Romish Prelates labour by coertion To make men own this marvellous conversion Have Priests such power by words of consecration Of Bread and Wine to make such transmutation A point Prodigious that a Popish Priest Can make his God or re-create his Christ This Novelty of Transubstantiation At Lateran Councel An. dom 1215 500. years before had its confirmation But Protestants may Pope Gelasius quote Who long before against this error wrote This Cockatrice was hatcht in latter time Nurst up at Rome by such as Bellarmine This Monstrous Bratt the Roman Church begot The Greeks abhor'd it Ancients own'd it not Augustine he doth learnedly maintain That Bread and Wine substantially remain The Scripture saith 1. Cor 11.26 that after consecration The bread is bread wher 's then this transmutation How can Christ's body crucifi'd for thee At once Acts 3.21 Binius in many thousand places be If thou remain in Christ and Christ in thee Thou hast receiv'd this sacred Mistery Against the Doctrine of the Half Communion THis Romish error Anno 1453 lately started up The Councel Constance took away the Cup. And thus they then presumptuously did wrent Our Saviours blessed will and Testament By Christs Example they will not be lead They to the Laicks only give the bread Though Christ himself all Christians do enjoyn To eat the Bread and also drink the Wine Yet Popish Prelates 1 Cor. 11.28 Christ's Commandment sleight And rob his people of a holy right By this Presumption all may plainly see How Sacriledgious Popish Prelates be Against Missal Sacrifice OUr Blessed Saviour Heb. 10.10.11.12.13.14 on the Cross A sacrifice for sin His body offered once for all For such as trust in him There needs no further sacrifice Our sins to do away Vain is the Missal sacrifice That 's offer'd every day Against Image Worship THis Worship well deserves the name Of gross Idolatry God's holy word 's against the same And all Antiquity Lev. 26. ver 1. Deut. 16.22 Esa 42 17 45 16. Deut. 27 15. Mic. 5.13 Ye shall your selves no Idol make Nor Graven Image reare Nor bow to it nor Worship give The Scripture makes it clear Against Papal Indulgences and Purgatory THe Romish Clergy labour much This error to maintain This fire doth make their Kitchins smoak This crast brings in their gain This brings their Pardons into play This puts them off with speed To all such silly souls as do Beleive the Romish Creed This dreadful Doctrine makes mens hearts To tremble and to fear Away for Pardons then they pack Although they buy them dear Yet there 's no torment after death To those that faithful be Their sins dispersed as a Cloud And their iniquity They into judgement shall not come Their souls are free from pain And in eternal peace and joy For ever shall remain Against Divine Worship in an unknown Tongue BArbarian like those Bablers are That Service say oâ— Cant In Greek or Latine unto those That understanding want This profits not 't is not the way God's Glory to advanâ—e This Romish practice in the Church Produceth Ignorance 1 Cor. 14 5 6 9 11 13 14 23. Five words with understanding spoke More profits people then Ten thousand words in unknown tongues Spoke to unlearned men Against forced Sacramental Confession BOth good and beneficial use There may be of Confession By such as burden'd are with sin And griev'd
their part We have not visited the sick We have not cloath'd the naked We have not log'd the stranger nor Him compassionated Our souls and bodies are unclean By thoughts and words and actions We have defil'd our sinful souls We have corrupt affections And rotten speeches do proceed From our corrupted hearts Our eyes and ears do let in sins Which poyson every part We have not made a Covenant With hearing sight and senses We have not watch'd and pray'd and fasted We have not shun'd intemperance We have not used all good means To further the estate Neither of our selves or neighbours but Have been inordinate We have not labour'd to maintain Or justly to defend Our neighbours credit or good name For any holy end We have not been contented with Our Callings and Estate But have unjustly coveted Our selves to elevate Now Lord since we have sinned so And done so wickedly We justly merit to inherit With Dathan's family Eternal pain and misery VVithin the pit of Hell And with the Divel and the damn'd We do deserve to dwell For if thou didst not Angels spare Which had such glorious stations But hurl'st them down from Heaven high And from their habitations Into the place and pains of Hell In darkness there to lye Who sinned once and sin'd but once Against thy Majesty And our first Parents did'st expel From pleasant Paradise Who broke one law and them to that The Divel did intice What vengeance then may we expect For all our filthiness Who dayly sin like water drink And dayly do transgress And have not broken only one But all thy Lawes most holy Thy Precepts Statutes and Commands We have neglected wholly Sin upon sin we heaped have And do deserve the sentence Due unto those that thee oppose And sin without Repentance We all are vile and wretched men Thy Law our souls condemns Yet Lord thy Gospel us assures Thy Grace thy Law transcends Thy goodness doth delight to raigne Where sins do most abound Thy mercies master all thy works Thy mercy wears the Crown O therefore Hallowed be thy name Who of thy self art holy Thy judgements just do shew the same Thou art a God of Glory Thou art Jehovah Lord of Hosts Thy power is very great Thou Father Son and Holy Ghost We humbly thee intreat Give us such knowledge of thy self And of the Trinity And of thy word and works that we Thy Name may glorifie Good Lord let us thy word beleive And fear thy dreadful name Good Lord grant us fidelity To Sanctifie the same O Lord make us fear thee alone Give us Humility And Patience that we from hence May yield most willingly And may submit our selves unto Thy just correcting rod Who dost in love correct th'elect And art a gracious God O give us Grace that we may praise And hallow thy great name And by our Conversations may Give Glory to the same Lord let not sin nor Satan reigne But let thy Kingdome come And let thy spirit in our hearts Strive for Dominion Abolish Satans Kingdome Lord And from captivity Inlarge thy Saints and break their bands And set thy servants free Collect and gather thine Elect O do it speedily And to that end do thou set up A faithful Ministry And let the blessing of thy spirit Accompany thy word O slay the sins of all thy Saints By that two edged Sword And dayly more increase the gifts And graces of thy spirit In all thy Saints and servants that Thy Kingdome shall inherit And by thy word and spirit rule The hearts and lives of them Kill their corruptions curb their lusts And make them watchful men Raise up Religious Magistrates That truly may adore The Beauty of the Spouse of Christ And hate the Romish Whore Root out dumb dogs and purge the Church From all impurity Remove those Rocks that give offence Root out Idolatry Root out all greedy Wolves O Lord Root out those Currs with speed That fleece and fley and snarle and bite And take no care to feed O finish Lord with hast and speed The Kingdome of thy Grace Call all th'lect that are uncall'd Give thine a glorious place Come quickly Lord dissolve the world Destroy this earthly station Shew thy respect to thine elect O hasten their salvation Stir up thy strength and come at length Thy deadly foes destroy Who do oppose both thee and those That love thy Majesty On thee we rest thy time is best Thy blessed will be done O grant we may from day to day Obey thee every one And that we may thee so obey Lord grant that we from hence May willingly submit to thy Good will and providence And all at once may now renounce Our evil inclinations The World the Flesh and Satan's will And labour for Salvation And may the Angels imitate And Saints that are in Heaven And such obedience yeeld to Christ As should to him be given Give us this day our dayly bread O Lord we thee intreat Give life and health and cloathes and wealth And food for us to eat And give us grace on thee to place Our trust and confidence Till life doth end let us depend Upon thy Providence Forgive our debts as even we On debtors pity take Remit our sins and blot them out For Jesus Christ his sake And lead us not into temptation But free us from all evil And grant to us thy preservation From World and flesh and Devill Now unto thee all prayses be O Lord that didst elect Us to salvation before Creation And others didst reject Lord thy free Grace in this great case Most plainly doth appear That such as we should saved be And Christ our scores should clear O blessed Son thou hast well done To die for thine Elected For thou wast slain and sufferedst pain That we might be protected Great was thy merit with holy spirit Thou fully wast anoynted And full of Grace fit for the place Thy Father had appointed To mediate and undertake For us poor sinful creatures Thy Fathers will thou didst fulfil And didst assume our natures And in due time the Cross did'st Climb And suffered'st grievous pain Wast after dead and buried And then didst rise again And through the skie to Heaven high Unto a glorious place Then didst thou go and mount up to Thy Fathers Throne of Grace And reconcile that bloody broile That Adam's sin procured Which being done by Gods own son His Saints are all secured Thou art indeed the womans seed That broke the Serpents head And with a flood of thy own blood A Pardon purchased Thy sacrifice did pay the price For us poor sinful creatures Lord thou didst dye and satisfie Sin suffered in our natures O blessed son since thou hast done This mighty work of merit The same apply effectnally By thy most holy spirit That thy redeem'd may be esteem'd By God and godly men Thou blessed son O still go on And interceade for them In thy good word thou dost record A perfect Declaration