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A31568	A sacred poem wherein the birth, miracles, death, resurrection, and ascension of the most holy Jesus are delineated ... : also eighteen of David's psalms, with the Book of Lamentations paraphras'd, together with poems on several occasions / by James Chamberlaine.	Chamberlaine, James, Sir, d. 1699.	1680 (1680)	Wing C1817; ESTC R34419	74,873	219

And cast your Nets to try your Luck again Into the watry Chambers of the Deep And thence on Shoar the Scaly Dwellers sweep But Simon told him we have all the night Labour'd in vain and on no Fish could light And now at noon day and a Sky serene To think we shall be more successful than We yet have been is a conceit so vain That none who knows the Trade can entertain Nevertheless at thy request we 'll wet Once more our Nets although no Fish we get Then down into the deep they hopeless cast Their fatal Engines and inclos'd at last So vast a draught of Fish both great and small That their Nets brake and they were forc'd to call To James and John to come and help them take The slutt'ring Pris'oners forth the crystal Lake Come to their help with much ado they got Part of the loaden Net into the Boat Still by degrees they more of it did pull Till they had heap'd with Fish their Boat so full That down into the deep they sinking were At which the greedy Simon full of fear Fell at the knees of Jesus and besought Him to depart out of the sinking Boat For Lord said he my Sins so num'rous are They 'l render me unfit to reap a share Of this great draught so great as ne're was known Which is a cause of admiration To me and my Companions who before Ne're saw the like nor ever shall see more But Jesus bid him lay aside all fear They were as safe as if on Land they were Besides said he if thou and these will be Who are thy Partners Followers of me Ye shall have all by much a nobler Trade Than this of men ye shall be Fishers made And with the Gospel-Net which you shall use Millions of Gentiles ye shall take and Jews And through Death's Chambers safely to the Shore Of Life and Bliss bring them for evermore Now when the four their Vessels safe had brought Unto the Shore which once they never thought Alive they should have reacht from that same time They forsook all they had and follow'd him MIRACLE II. The Cure of a Demoniack in the City of Capernaum JEsus to Capernaum went straightway With his Disciples on the Sabbath-day When a great number of the City were Assembled in the Synagogue to hear Their Rabbies with a reverence profound Erroneously Gods sacred Law expound Jesus came in and while they did unfold Their wronged Law and strange Traditions told His patient ear attentively did lend Unto their roving talk till it did end Then stretching forth his Arm th' eternal Son Of the great God his heav'nly Speech begun Teaching the Jews sublimer Truths than they By their conceited Priests were taught that day Preaching as one Commission'd from above Th' unheard of Mercies of the God of Love With so much pow'r that they wonder'd all Having ne're heard the like from any fall Now that same restless Spirit who doth go Round the vast Orb to work the overthrow Of fallen Man had then among the rest Of the assembled Jews a Man possest Who when he heard the ever blessed Lord Divinely teach most hellishly he roar'd And thus he spake Can't we be let alone Since we are banisht from the heav'nly Throne To have the freedom of this lower World Must we from hence as from above be hurl'd What have we Jesus for to do with thee Are we not here from thy Dominion free Art thou with pow'r come down to make us leave Those conquer'd Souls which by our wiles we have Fetter'd with a design to make them be Companions with us in our misery I know thee who thou art and must thee own To be the mighty Saviour and the Son Of that just God whom by our fatal Pride We would have equall'd but in vain we try'd Then Jesus sharply did rebuke the Fiend And to his saucy Questions put an end Commanding him to hold his peace and quit The captiv'd Body and ne're argue it Th' enraged Fiend who durst no longer stay Within his conquer'd Tenement of Clay All foaming threw him on the paved Floor Beating his Face till 't was imbru'd all o're With Froth and Blood then with an hideous yell Forth sally'd the infernal Imp of Hell Now when the Standers by beheld the deed They all astonisht were and all agreed That sure his Doctrin must be heav'nly And that the Teacher more than Man must be Whom the affrighted Devils do obey Tremble when he commands and sneak away Then through the Coasts of Galilee his Name Tryumphing rode upon the Wings of Fame MIRACLE III. The Cure of Peter's Wives Mother who was sick of a Feaver NO sooner was the Sabbath-duty done And to their homes th' amazed Jews all gone But Jesus James and John with Simon went And Andrew to their poor retirement Where almost till the dawn of the next day With the two pair of Brothers he did stay Within the house sick at that time did lye Simon 's Wives Mother at the point to dye Whose aged blood caus'd by a feav'rish flame Boyl'd with such fury that no Art could tame Whom the Physitians had quite given o're Knowing their skill could not her health restore Peter who just before had seen his Lord Effect a Cure by his Almighty VVord Upon a Man whom Satan had possest Fell on his Knees and humbly did request That by his mighty Pow'r he would cure His aged Mother's raging Calenture Jesus who ever ready was to give Relief to those who did in him believe Came to the Bed where the distemper'd Soul Tortur'd with scorching heat did toss and rowl And in the view of all who there did stand He took the woman by the burning hand And raising her upright the Feaver straight Did by his Sov'raign touch its rage abate So well she was that forthwith she did go And made Provision for her Guests below MIRACLE IV. The Cure of divers sick persons in the Evening of that Sabbath NOw when the fiery Chariot of the Sun Had round this part of our Horizon run Most of the City hearing of the Fame Of Jesus to the door of Peter came Bringing their Sick their Blind their Lame and all Those whom the Devil had long held in thrall Jesus whose love no limits ever knew When he beheld the sad diseased Crew And heard their dying groans and fearful crys Arising from their various miseries Out of a tender pity to Mankind Cur'd the Possest the Sick the Lame and Blind And the infernal Fiends would not allow Whom he cast forth to say they did him know MIRACLE V. The healing of several Sick and Diseased Persons by Jesus as he went through Galilee and more particularly the Cure of a Leper BEfore the guilded Planet of the East Had from his watry Bed arose and drest His nimble Body with a fulgent ray Up Jesus got and went aside to pray Into a solitary place when soon He was by Simon Andrew James and John Follow'd and

The joyful Mary came and did declare How she had seen the Lord and likewise what He did command but they believ'd her not When in the Ev'ning of that day they were Assembled with the Doors close shut for fear Of the malicious Jews in Jesus came They knew not how an●●●hers sa●uted them Peace be unto you when he had so said They trembling stood most terribly affraid Concluding that it could not Jesus be But a delusion which they t●ere did see Yet when he show'd his Hands and wounded Side Those Marks which he receiv'd when Crucify'd The Souls rejoyc'd and all with one accord Acknowledg'd him to be their Sov'raign Lord. He therefore to confirm their Faith begun T' expound the Scriptures which had long foreshown His cruel Death and Resurrection And by his Spirit made them plainly see The full import of ev'ry Prophecy And now farewell said he yet 'fore I go The same Commission I do give to you Which I receiv'd to plant a Church I came Do ye succeed me and compleat the same Be of good comfort to assist you here I 'le send you down the blessed Comforter But here attend ye till he doth come down Then did he go and breath on ev'ry one And by so doing did his Followers fit For that unerring guide the Holy Sp'rit Which at the Feast of Pentecost came down And sate like flaming-Fire on ev'ry one He gave the Keys of Heav'ns glorious Gate Into their Hands to Excommunicate The stubborn Sinner to absolve or bind They Power had as they just cause did find But Thomas called Dydimus the Twin Who was not with them when the Lord came in Now being come they up and told him how Jesus had with them been but even now But he declar'd unless his Eyes did see And Hands did touch his Wounds he 'd faithless be When his Disciples that day sev'nights were Met at their usual Place to joyn in Pray'r The Lord of Life the second time did come They knew not how into the close-shut Room Thomas said he since you will not believe Your Fellow-Servants that I am alive Except your Hands do touch and Eyes do see Those cruel Marks bestow'd on me Behold my Wounds thy Fingers thrust into This Side of mine and be not faithless now My Lord and God! said Thomas now I know And am convin'd the very God art thou Had'st thou before believ'd what thou hast seen Thy Faith said Jesus had then nobler been Than now it is my blessing I do give To them who see me not and yet believe His Ascension Full forty days th' Eternal Son of God After he rose again on Earth abode Teaching his Followers what they ought to do To make the World his Fathers Will to know And now just ready to ascend his Throne To take possession of his purchas'd Crown He went unto Mount Olivet with them Sev'n Furlongs distant from Jerusalem Upon whose lofty Brow with Hands lift high Unto the sacred Throne of Majesty He blessed them which having done a bright And shining Cloud convey'd him from their sight Up to the glorious Seat of Bliss where He Triumphant sits to all Eternity To the Eternal Three above Father Son and Spirit of Love By all the glorious Host in Heav'n And Men on Earth be Glory giv'n On Christ's Sufferings LOrd what is Man that thou from Bliss Where Love in full perfection is Should'st send thy Son thine only One To be contemn'd and spit upon To be the abject and the scorn Of ev'ry Villain to be torn With cruel Rods to be revil'd And live as 't were a live exil'd And after all this ignomy To hang on the accursed Tree That the eternal God above Should chuse this way to show his love To such as we who do return Instead of gratitude our scorn That he his only Son should send To suffer an inglorious end And make the Innocent to be An Offering for Impiety It raises wonder but 't was so Jesus did all this undergo Not by compulsion 't was his choice He suffer'd that we might rejoyce All this he did for to regain Lost Souls from an eternal pain And Jesus shall not we express Our thanks to thee for happiness Had'st thou not dy'd we had remain'd As Satans Victims ever chain'd No act of ours could e're have wrought That Reconcilement thou hast bought With thy dear Blood thou Heav'ns Rage Did'st fully with thy Death asswage Such obligations Lord should move Our stony-hearts to melt with Love And in the strictest duty bind To thee the Souls of all Man-kind CANTATE DOMINO CANTICVM NOVUM Praise the Lord up on the harp sing to the harp with a psalm of thanksgiving EIGHTEEN OF David's PSALMS PARAPHRAS'D By the same Hand LONDON Printed by R. E. for R. Bentley and M. Magnes in Russel-Street in Covent-Garden 1680. Eighteen of Davids Psalms Paraphras'd PSALM 22. MY God my God! Why am I left Helpless in my distress bereft Of that protection I have had Why are my Foes with Conquest clad I call and weep both day and night To thee my God to thee for right But O my Crys and Tears are vain There 's no redress no ease of pain All this shall not discourage me Since I do know thou just wilt be And true to ev'ry promise Thou Hast bound thy Self to me by Vow And though Thou let'st mine Enemys Insult and deaf art to my Crys Yet Lord thou holy art and still Deserv'st the praise of Israel Our Fathers they rely'd on thee Thou Lord wast their security When dangers did their Souls surround To thee they call'd and freedom found But I my Foes most deadly scorn With patience hitherto have born The vulgar and ignobler sort Do make my misery their sport In an insulting way they cry Let his Salvation now draw nigh He trusted in the Lord that he Would help him in adversity Let him stretch out his arm and save If either strength or pow'r he have But Lord their scorn and cruelty Shall not dismay or trouble me Since I have always found thine arm Able to rescue me from harm Since from the Womb I came alone Thou hast been my Salvation And from my Mothers tender Breast My God my hope wert and my rest Now be not far from me but save Permit not the triumphing Grave Insa●●te as my cruel-Foes My Life untimely to enclose Redeem my Soul there 's none I know Except my God can help me now For I am close besieg'd and brought To that distress I can't get out Like as a rav'ning Lyon doth Roaring pursue with open mouth The helpless Creature that he may Affrighted fall and be his Prey So do my Foes threaten and rave To bring my Soul unto the Grave So week and feeble I am grown Wasted to nothing ev'ry bone Disjoynted from its place doth start Like Wax dissolv'd so is my Heart And as a Potsheard so my strength Is dryed up my Tongue at length Cleaves to my Jaws my earthly-Frame

's Sin he 'd never feel his Rod. 40. Let 's search and try our ways let 's turn unto Our angry God and see what he will do 41. Let 's with our Hands lift up our Hearts on high And thus bespeak the dreadful Deity 42. We all have sinn'd we all have Rebels been Therefore thou hast us plagued for our Sin 43. With Wrath thou hast o'rewhelm'd and clos'd us all And made us pit'less to thy Fury fall 44. In a thick Cloud thou hast thy self inshrin'd That through't our Prayers should no passage find 45. We are by all men the Off-scouring deem'd And look'd on as unfit to be esteem'd 46. With open Mouths our Foes their Joys express Glad to behold us plung'd in deep distress 47. Fear and a Snare are come on us and we Destroyed are with great severity 48. Mine Eyes with Rivers of salt Tears gush out For the Destruction on my People brought 49. Adown my Cheeks they glide and will not cease Till from my troubles he doth me release 50. Till that the Lord in mercy will look down They 'l never stop but Day and Night will run 51. My very Heart with grief within me 's torn To hear the Daughters of my City mourn 52. Like as a Bird so am I chas'd by those Who are without just cause my mortal Foes 53. Into a Dung'on dark they have me thrown And over-whelm'd me with a Massy-Stone 54. Billows of Sorrows o're my Head did pass Then I concluded that I ruin'd was 55. I call'd upon thy Name O Lord most high Out of the Dung'on in my Misery 56. Unto my Voice thou hast inclin'd thine Ear With-hold not now and be not deaf but hear 57. Thou in the day when I did call drew'st near Did'st answer and command me not to fear 58. Thou thou only Lord maintain'st my Cause And did'st my Life redeem from Bloody Paws 59. And now O Lord since thou hast seen my wrong Judg thou my Cause it doth to thee belong 60. Thou hast with watchful Eye their Vengeance seen And all their thoughts that have against me been 61. Thou hast O Lord both heard their Scoffs and known All that against me in their hearts is done 62. Unto those Lips who do against me rise Thou art no Stranger nor to their device 63. When they uprise or when they lye along I am the Subject of their mirthful Song 64. Give them O Lord their due and speedy Doom Full Cups of Vengeance let them flowing come 65. Let killing Sorrow sit on ev'ry Heart Let not thy Fatal Curse from them depart 66. Pursue and chase them in thine anger Lord And from the Earth destroy them with thy Sword CHAP. IV. 1. Sion bewaileth her pitiful estate 13. She confesseth her Sins 1. HOw is the beamy-Gold grown dim as Night How is the pure Gold chang'd which was most bright How are the Temple-stones with dirty Feet Defil'd and scatter'd into ev'ry Street 2. The Noble Men of Sion lik'ned to The most fine Gold how are they look'd on now But as the Potters handy-work of Clay No other Honour or esteem have they 3. The watry-Monsters ne're deny the Breast But give their Young the Teat when they request My People cruel to their Young Ones are Like th' unnatural Ostrich void of care 4. With scortching thirst the tender Suckling's Tongue Cleaves to the vaulted Roof of 's Mouth the Young And harmless Infants that can scarcely speak Ask of their Parents Bread but none they break 5. They who did use on choicest Food to feed Perish i' th' Streets and none their crys do heed They who were Rob'd with Cloath of Tyrian-Dy Naked upon a loathsome Dunghil lye 6. My People for their Sins more chast'ned are Than e're the People of lew'd Sodom were Their City soon consumed was to th' Ground And no appearing Foe Encamp'd it round 7. Her Nazarites who were more purely White Than is the Fleecy Snow and Milk to sight More Ruddy than the Rubies ever were And than the polish'd Saphyr shin'd more clear 8. So changed are as to their Faces now That one them cannot for their Blackness know Close to their Iv'ry-Bones their Skin is shrunk And wither'd like a dead Trees Sapless Trunk 9. Those who are killed by the Sword are far Better than they who slain by Famine are For these when stricken by it lingring lye And by degrees doe pine away and Dye 10. The half starv'd Mothers forced were to Eat The Fruit of their own Wombs for want of Meat So much distress'd and to this dismal pass Were they reduc'd when Sion ruin'd was 11. The Lord his furious Indignation hath Accomplish'd and pour'd out his burning Wrath He such a Fire hath in Sion made As hath in Rubbish her Foundations laid 12. The Crowned Heads and those of meaner Birth That trod the globous-Surface of the Earth Would not have thought that ever any Foe Should have on Sion seiz'd and brought it low 13. For the notorious Sins of those who were Her Priests Prophets all these Judgments are Upon her brought they are the Cause of all The Purple Blood that in her Streets did fall 14. Defil'd with Blood which in the Streets they shed Like Blind Men up and down they wandered And were so foul that Men did them detest And durst not come to touch their sacred Vest 15. The Rabble with a loud Stentorean cry Call'd to the Priests and bid them thence to fly Depart depart ye are unclean said they Therefore they fled and roved Night and Day The Heathen follow'd with a dreadful Yell And said they should no more in Sion dwell 16. The Wrath of God hath them dispersed quite He will no more abide them in his sight Because they neither to their Priests did give A due respect nor did their Age relieve 17. Whil'st we expecting looked towards the Coast Of Egypt waiting for a succ'ring Host Our gazing Eyes were dim and weary grown Looking for help from whence we could have none 18. From Street to Street they did pursue us so That we could no where from their Fury go Upon our Lives is past the fatal Doom Our Days are finish'd and our End is come 19. Our deadly Foes in Flight much swifter are Than is the quick Wing'd Eagle of the Air They have pursu'd us on the Mountains and Have waited for us in the Desart Sand. 20. The Lord 's Anointed in their Nets are ta'ne In whom we hop'd by their Hands is Slain Of whom we said under his Shaddow we Shall live secure and from our Fears be free 21. Rejoyce O Edom's Daughter be thou joy'd Who did'st insult when Sion was destroy'd Thou shalt e're-while the Cup of Fury taste Be sham'd as She was and like her laid Waste 22. Thy Woes O Sion are fulfill'd no more Shalt thou be Captive made as heretofore But O thou Edom Heaven will begin To visit thine Offence and show thy Sin CHAP. V. A pitiful Complaint of

Flames I must obey No rescue thence though I a Scepter sway 3. Thou better knowest O Lord my frame than I How I was shapen in iniquity When in my Mothers Womb I then put on The spotted-Garment of Corruption But this is no excuse for this foul fact Which my unbridled Lust hath made me act 4. Full well I know that in the inward-part Thou lov'st a spotless and a sincere heart I have suffic'ent Grace from thee to know What to forbear and what I ought to do Yet into wilful Sin I headlong run Against a clear and full Conviction 5. Purge me with Hysop and I shall be clean Whiter than is the purest Snow from stain Let not Vriah's blood which to thee cries For vengeance Lord to my confusion rise But be thou reconcil'd release from pain My tortur'd Soul unto her joys again 6. Return once more unto thy wonted Love And from thy sight for evermore remove My weighty Sins and by thy work of Grace Within my heart each lustful thought deface That I may never by a wanton glance Offend again and so my Crimes enhanse 7. Should'st thou for ever banish me thy sight And from my Soul withdraw thy saving Light I were undone but Lord afford thy Grace And vail not from mine Eyes thy glorious Face With thy free Sp'rit me to those Joys restore Which once I had and let me fall no more 8. Then shall I Sinners by thy Grace convert And make Transgressors in thy ways expert Then shall my Tongue when once my Soul is From the pollutions of this bloody deed Declare thy Truth my Lips and Mouth shall be freed From day to day employ'd in praising thee 9. Did'st thou a legal Sacrifice desire Thousands of Bulls Rams consum'd with Fire Upon thy flaming-Altar thou should'st see These offer'd up for my Adultery A broken and a contrite heart for Sin Is the burnt-Off'ring thou delightest in 10. Do good to Sion show thy Love to all Who tread her Courts and on thy Name do call Then shall the smoak of Bulls which we consume Upon thine Altar yield a sweet Perfume And with our Pray'rs and Praises reach thy Throne And Blessings thence upon our Heads pull down PSALM 55. 1. ALmighty God who evermore art near With thy Relief to those who injur'd are Give ear unto my Pray'r hear how I mourn Thrust from my Kingdom and pursu'd with scorn 2. My Son and Subjects on my ruine bent Tax me as guilty of mis-government They do complot my final overthrow With all the rancour that their hearts can show 3. At this I tremble and the dismal thought Of my apparent danger Lord hath brought Such apprehensions to my troubled mind That all the Terrours of the Grave I find 4. O that I had but Wings then would I flee Into some desart place where I might be Safe from the Storms and Tempests which my Son And Subjects raise by their Rebellion 5. But thou O Lord who always dost deride The Wisdom of the Wise do thou divide Their Consultations make them disagree In their rebellious projects against me 6. I have heard from a most faithful Friend 〈◊〉 the Archite whom I back did send 〈◊〉 strife violence is their whole discourse 〈◊〉 Tutelars to whom they have recourse 7. ●●e guard the City day and night the round 〈◊〉 walk about the Walls within is found ●●●ief and Wrong and all the Cruelties 〈◊〉 Villany can act or wit devise 8. 〈◊〉 my reproach and all this misery 〈◊〉 ●●eded from an open Enemy 〈◊〉 have born it sure I had foreseen ●●so prevented this I now am in 9. 〈◊〉 was thou whom I esteem'd above ●●ther men and as my Soul did love 〈◊〉 who did'st all my secret Counsels know ●●ith me to the house of God did'st go 10. ●●●s persidious act of his he shall 〈◊〉 to perfect his designs but fall 〈◊〉 all his horrid Crimes down quick to Hell 〈◊〉 wickedness in all his thoughts doth dwell 11. 〈◊〉 for me I 'le call in my distress 〈◊〉 ev'ry day my Pray'r I will address 〈◊〉 is Mercy-Seat and he shall hear ●●om the danger save me which I fear 12. Though this Rebellion with great strength ●● Is manag'd and contriv'd God takes my pa●● Who will in peace restore me to my right Maintain my Cause and all my Battels fig●●● 13. He will afflict them and my Feet uphold Ev'n that God who doth abide of Old But they despise his Rod because they are Successful in the courses which they steer 14. The Laws of their Allegiance they have 〈◊〉 They make and at their pleasure Oaths re● Words smooth as Oyl were dropt when a 〈◊〉 They were inventing how to do me wro●● 15. But let their base designs be what they will Never so wicked my concerns shall still Be cast upon the Lord who will no doubt Restore me to my Throne though now 〈◊〉 16. But the Blood-thirsty and the Perjur'd 〈◊〉 In their full strength into destruction fall As for my self I 'le put my confidence In thine Almighty-Arm for my defence PSALM 73. 1. ALL who are sincere shall find God most gracious just and kind Ever ready to reward Those who do his Laws regard 2. Yet my Faith was well-nigh gone When I saw the Wicked run In forbidden Paths at will And escap'd unpunish'd still 3. When as those who do obey Thy Commands and seldom stray Thine afflictive Rod do bear While these Wretches prosp'rous are 4. Full of Health and likely long Here to live of Body strong None of all those Plagues they know Which others feel and undergo 5. Rapine and Oppression As a Garment they put on In such base unlawful means They more Pride than in just gains 6. They in Wealth and Grandeur grow Suddenly and know not how And are Masters of a Mine Which they never did divine 7. To oppress is all their talk Those who piously do walk They prophanely take a pride God and goodness to deride 8. Therefore when the godly see This their horrid Blasphemy And those evils which they do Some their Eyes with Tears o're-flow 9. Thus they argue can God see And permit such Sins to be Here unpunish'd sure his Eye Can't discern Iniquity 10. These in worldly-wealth encrease Flourish here and are at peace In an even course they run Till their Web is almost spun 11. But each Morning when I rise Thou O Lord do'st me chastise Under pressures sore I live While the Wicked grow and thrive 12. Wherefore then have I in vain Kept my hands from unjust Gain Been in all my ways exact As to Thought as well as Act 13. Such sad thoughts did me confound But I soon mine errour found That it was a grand Offence To distrust thy Providence 14. Yet I was perplext in mind That the Wicked Lord should find So much favour this to me Seem'd at first a Mystery 15. Till I with my Feet drew high Lord unto thy Sanct'ary Then I understood thy ways And