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A96785 Vox pacifica a voice tending to the pacification of God's wrath; and offering those propositions, or conditions, by the acceptation, and performance whereof, in some good measure, a firme and continuing peace may be obtained. It is directed to the King, Parliaments, and people of these islands: By Geo. Wither Esquire, (a commander in this war) heretofore their unheeded remebbrancer [sic] of plagues and deliverances past; and their timely forewarner of the judgments now come. He hath disposed it into six books, or canto's, whereof foure onely are contained in this volumne; and the other deferred to be hereafter published, as there shall be cause. Wither, George, 1588-1667. 1645 (1645) Wing W3210; Thomason E1242_1; ESTC R202399 111,848 215

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weather Else up and down still wrestlesly are borne And by these foolish Fires ev'n as you see By shining-vapours rising in the night Mis-led from safe high-waies poore people be To fall in Pits and Ponds by their false light So these and other have by their delusions Brought on these Nations mischieves and confusions And these confusions not alone befall The Civill State but have disord'red so Your Discipline Ecclesiasticall That Church affaires are out of order too Each one sets up their private Idoll there That man contends for this this man for that Some would have new things some for old things are Some would have somthing but they know not what Some care not what they have and some there be That would have nothing which might them confine In doing or believing but live free In ev'rie thing a perfect Libertine And most in such a posture do appeare As if the Towre of Babell raising were Some to no Congregation will repaire In which their duties are extemporarie As if because some call vaine bablings praier No man possest that guift in ordinarie Some do abhorre Set-Formes as if they thought The Spirit whereby they were first indighted Dispis'd the words which by it selfe were taught If more then once though with true zeale recited Some care not how GODS Fields are over-grown With Briars and Thornes some others are so strict That for his Vineyards they no place will owne But those from whence all weeds and stones are pickt As if they for a Church allowed not What hath a scarre a wrinkle or a spot A Militarie-Church was well exprest In ancient Hieroglyphicke by the Moone To shew that when her light was at the best And when her brightest glorie she puts on Some shadowes or some Waynings will declare That in this world she hath not her perfection And that the Sun from whom her beauties are Conveigheth light unto her by reflection Somtime that Sun doth hide his face away Lest men ascribe to Her what is His due Somtime her proper motions her convey Too high or els too farre beyond the view Of private-spirits And somtime from sight Earths Globe and somtime Clouds obscure her light Which many not consid'ring are offended Without a cause and indiscreetly marre That Beauty which to polish they pretended And 'twixt her Members raise intestine warre Some Weeds and Corne are in the blade so like That many Weeders have deceived bin And oftentimes good corne away do pick And make the crop at harvest very thin A spotlesse Church or perfect Disciplines Go seek at None-such For they are not found In any place between the Tropick-Lines Or any where upon this earthly Round Though some have shaped modells in their braine Of that whereto they never shall attaine On speculations these have doted so Which their own Fancies forme that they have lost The Body of Religion and let go That Forme thereof which must enshrine the Ghost And he who being in the flesh believes The soule of Worship can retained be Or known without a Forme himselfe deceives Yea others with himselfe deceiveth he And wanders restlesse in perpetuall motion In quest of empty-shades and to pursue Each flitting dreame and ev'ry changing Notion Which comes within his intellectuall view Till Pride upon his Fantasie begets High thoughts of his own light and in his brest Stirres up and kindles those distemper'd heats That keep the mind and body without rest And then perchance he to a meteor growes Which Fooles to be a Starre a while suppose But if you mark such well their new-borne-blaze Is quickly out and you shall see ere long Some Evills follow whereof they were Cause As well as Signes And take you this among Your Notes that when your Marches furious be Like Jehu's in Religions reformation And so pursu'd as if you said Come see Our zeale for GOD that but for ostentation Or for your own advancements you become So zealous and that when you execute GOD's mandates Jehu-like you for the same Shall tast of his false zeale the bitter-fruit That other men may learn his will to do For his owne sake and with due meeknesse too No few disosters had prevented bin If in the Worke now doing you had learn'd With whether part 't was fittest to begin Which might in GOD's own works have been descern'd For though this World in worth inferiour be To Man and though the Body be below The soule in value yet created He The meanest of these first And that may show How men should work For had Man been created Before the World or had the Soule been made Before the Body where had they been seated To exercise the Faculties they had Though noblest works should first be thought upon Sometime a meaner work should first be done A Common-wealths blest being doth depend Vpon the Church the Churches Reformation You therefore principally should intend And yet your zeale may merit commendation Though to reforme the Civill-government You first begin and waive a while the other If there shall happen some such accident As hinders the reforming both together Else peradventure while you are contriving Your Forme of Discipline there may begin A mischiefe not alone of Peace depriving But of a Countrey to professe it in And so with you it hath almost succeeded Because this freedome was not timely heeded For had you tim'd and ordered aright The Civill-Part and therewith brought along The Church-Affaires as by degrees you might The Work had prov'd lesse grievous and more strong Or had true Prudencie directed Zeale First to reforme some things pertaining to The safe well-being of the Common-weale Both had not been at once distracted so And yet in this the wisdome of the State Deserves no check but rather that Defection Throughout the Land which doth irregulate The Works in hand and keep them from perfection By multipli'd Obstructions and sometime By streightning and necessitating them For such is your corruption and your folly So false and hypocriticall you are So brutishly profane and so unholy Though you Religious-Nations would appeare That had your temp'rall grievances been eas'd And all those Priviledges been secur'd For which to be at cost you yet are pleas'd And many Deaths and dangers have endur'd Most would have hazarded nor life nor limb Nor Goods nor paines the Church to vindicate From her enthralments but to sink or swim Had left her in a deplorable state And therefore GOD permitted the pursuit Of Counsells which have brought forth bitter fruit Ev'n as a Worldling who hath spent his dayes In carnall Pleasures and hath partner bin With lewd Companions in their wicked wayes And in the practice of each crying sin When he doth feele the stroke of some disease Portending Death and that the self-same houre Those horrours on his conscience also seize Which threaten Soule and Body to devoure Desire of Life and fearfulnesse to die Distracts him so that heat once for aid Both from Physitians and Divines doth crie And having
From thy free favour and preventing-grace It doth proceed that our despised Host Fled not before their Adversaries face Or fell not by them who the field have lost And that the Joyes which now our Citie hath Are not this day in Askalon and Gath. But what will these prevailings be at last If Grace thou likewise give not to pursue Those victories which thou bestowed hast And to improve the mercie thou didst shew What will our sad rejoycings at the length And bloudy enterchanges prove O LORD But an impairing of our native strength To make a passage for the Forraine-sword And what from our divisions and the spoiles Torne daily from each other can arise But utter devastation of these Iles And which is worse than forraine enemies Selfe-murthers Or perhaps a Dearth so great That men shall kill each other for their meat Such things have been and such for ought I see May here befall us ere these wars be done If thou permit our cruelties to be As wilfully pursued as begun Thy judgements teach us therefore LORD to feare So make us thy forbearances to weigh So let thy kindnesses our hearts prepare That we no longer foole our Peace away Let not the sighs the prayers and the cries Of thy afflicted children be in vaine Behold how desolate their dwelling lies Look on their wounds observe how they are slaine How many of their Fathers are bereft How many widowes desolate are left Or if this move thee not mark how the Foe Blasphemes thy Name See with what height of pride Against thy Truth his malice he doth show And how thy holy things he doth deride Mark what damn'd Oaths and curses forth they roare And with what lyes and slanders they do wrong us Mark how they scorne the counsels of the poore And to betray us how they lurk among us Mark how they play the hypocrites array'd Sometime like Bosome-Friends sometime disguis'd With outward Sanctitie while snares are layd That unawares thy Saints may be surpriz'd And let not us who in thy Truth have joy'd By those who persecute it be destroy'd If not on us yet LORD compassion take On those that shall out of our loynes descend If not for our yet for thine Honour-sake To these destroying times impose an end Ev'n for the sake of thy Beloved-One Who through our sides is wounded by our Foes Behold what spoyles what mischieves they have done And help us ere our sorrow helplesse growes Teach us to see and know how miserable We are and may be if we persevere As we begun informe us how unable We are to save our selves from what we feare And to consider too how worthlesse we Are of that mercie which I beg of thee Vaine is the help of Armies Foot or Horse Vaine is the pow'r of Nations and of Kings Vaine is united policie and force Vaine is the aid of all terrestriall things Thou makest War thou only makest Peace And out of nothing canst create the same Nay out of that which discords doth encrease An everlasting Concord thou canst frame Although the people like huge waters rage The mountaines yea these Islands moved be Thou in a moment canst the storme asswage And make all quiet when it pleaseth thee O LORD command a Calme command a Peace That our unnaturall debates may cease To us be reconcil'd and to begin That reconcilement let us so endeavour To breake the league which we have made with sin That Thou and We may now be friends for ever Make for us an Atonement with our King Let him perceive in what his course will end What Mischeeves evill Counsellours do bring What Vengeance doth on Tyranny attend Give him both sight and sense of that huge floud Which threatens daily to o'rewhelme his head That roaring torrent nay that sea of bloud Which in these Iles hath wilfully been shed And with his wronged and enraged Nations Make thou for him his Reconciliations His heart is in thy hand and if thou please Thou canst returne him to us wholly changed Thou canst yet make us mutually with ease As deare as if we had not been estranged Thou that restor'dst Manasseh canst restore Him to Himselse to Vs and to thy Grace And it may glorifie thy goodnesse more Than to advance another in his place Yea and for us it shall be better too If with a true forgivenesse of each other We that have lately been divided so Shall lovingly unite againe together For what more sweet than when unkindnesse ends In reconciling of divided friends Thou know'st O GOD that we have no desire To take from Him or His the Royall Throne Or pull it lower but to raise it higher And set him rather faster thereupon Thou know'st that though his courses we abhor We love his Person and would faine prevent That mischiefe which he seemes to labour for By hunting after his owne detriment If by his wilfulnesse that bloud be spilt Which we would save of them require it LORD Who make him to be Patron of their guilt Or bring him within danger of the Sword And keep us and our children ever cleare From all the bloud that shall be spoyled here And as for me whom our Opposers blame As having my first principles forsaken Because I now against the Royall-Name With Reall-Majestie a part have taken Thou know'st my heart had never an intent The Shadow for the Substance to adore And that if I so foolishly had meant Discretion bids me so to think no more A Single-Person or a Factious Rabble The King by Armes opposing acteth Treason But Kingdomes joyn'd by Counsells-warrantable Against a Tyrant do the work of Reason Yea 't is the hand of GOD that strikes him then Although he doth it by the sword of men Thou know'st O GOD that not a hand of our Is rais'd against his Person or his Seed Or to diminish any Royall pow'r Which to discharge his Office he may need Or for due honour But we rather fight As he would know if undeceiv'd he were To save his Dignitie to do him right And keep him from Destructions drawing neare Thou know'st we no offensive War intended Nor armed came for any private Cause But as our dutie binds to have defended Thy Truth our Countrie 's Liberties and Lawes And to remove the wicked from the Throne That he may rule with righteousnesse thereon And though to fright us from this dutie LORD The sons of Belial whom we pursue Cast termes on us which better do accord With their proceedings as to them most due Yet thou canst witnesse that we called are And come in true obedience to that Pow'r Of which He but the name doth only weare Whilst he abuseth his owne Rights and our Thou know'st his Wilfulnesse doth us compell Since nor his Parl'aments Thy Lawes nor His Nor other course prevailes now to appeale In that which at this time depending is To thy Arbitrement and that the Sword May to our differences an end afford Wherein we pray