blessed roll Of them are mark'd to follow th' holy Lamb Who for thy sins from highest heav'ns down cam Then follow thou my soul w th speed I say And to thy Saviour do thou alwaies pray That thou in him for evermore may live And to his Name most worthy praises give For all the goodnes he hath given to thee So far beyond thine own expectancie For he hath freely given to thee much more Then erst was in thy wicked mind before To crave of him then do thou sing his praise And his great blessings do thou ever blaze O're all the earth that they may know and see The bounty great of the bless'd Deitie To thee poor man who had a happy place In Paradice but thy own want of grace Did throw the thence even unto the ground Where thou received's that deadly mortal wound Which none can cure but that the blessed Lord Himself did freely of his own accord Say he would send one of the womans seed Should bruise break the wily serpents head Which he perform'd in this his only Son Who from the heavens down to this earth did come And there endured as thou by faith mayst see The torments great of right were due to thee In lieu whereof thy Saviour doth but crave That he thy heart to himself may onely have A poore requitall for his grievous pain Wherein he doth not seek for his own ' gain But onely thine then do thou let him have That is his own which he doth onely crave â—or he hath dearly purchased the same Which all in darknesse did till then remain And into darknesse shall again return And in that darknes evermore shall burn Except it please thy Saviour thence it call For thou dost nought but he alone dost all For thou still dost as hereto thou hast done Forsake both Father and his onely Son To gain a thing which is at best but losse For fairest pleasures are in substance drosse And now being got they are with th' wind now gone So that the pleasure proveth to be none Then fie fond man thus to be drawn forsake Thy Saviour sweet who freely did thee make To be capable of eternall blisse Then do not thou give him a Judas kisse For it was solely in his breast alone To have made thee tree or liveles stock or stone But he did breath upon thy slimy face The breath of life for which his bounteous grace Thou art bound to give him all whatso'r thou hast Who in that posture thee being earth hath plac'd Whereby thou now by faith maist re-obtain The place if thou hast grace in it t'remain And in him trust who hath so deerly bought This place for thee yet thou fond man dost nought But on this earth rest take thy delight And for a bable sell even all thy right And hope of heaven O fie most wicked fie That thou hat'st life and lov'st so well to die Was ever mad-man seen so far bereav'd Of sense as thou who hast thy soul bequeath'd From him that bought it and to thee it gave Then give 't again that thou w th him maist have A blessed place among that heavenly quire Where all enjoy whatsoe'r they doe desire And more then so for ev'ry one of them That dwels with him in that Jerusalem Are fil'd with joy and so shall ever be From time to time for all eternitie To which they cannot with their wishes crave What they do want or what they do not have O thither mount my minde and do thou stay Thy self in that the best and happiest way Which leads to life where thou shalt surely see The glorious face of the sacred Trinitie Without all fear which ne'r yet any one But Moses did and onely he alone Was pent up close within the rockie cliff And there was covered in that stony riff With Gods own hand till he himself past by For none his face could ever see but die Then God withdrew his hand and Moses he The hinder parts of this great God did see O joy that 's far beyond all other joyes When thou behold's with these thy fleshly eys Even every part of the sacred Trinitie Which creature man as yet could never see Stay there my minde and do thou ruminate These heavenly joyes which ne'r determinate And onely Saints and Angels doe enjoy Who are solely freed from all kind of annoy And ever more in his glorious presence live Who for thy sins his life did freely give And yet doth he but even desire thy heart In recompence of this his cruel smart O that he should thus easily be content To take again what he hath onely lent And yet vile wretch dost thou at this repine So as thy heart doth daily still decline From heaven to earth freely there complies With him w th whom there is none deals but dies Then elevate my soul thy self again And strive an Angels glorious place to obtain For this a place of wicked warfare is Where all must strive that care to come to blisse And that they conquer then they may be sure To gain a crown of glory shall endure For evermore and therefore do thou strive And do not thou at thy wicked heart connive Whose nature is to love this massie earth Whereon at first received its vital breath But do thou love the Lord thy God alone And to him onely do thou make thy moan That he may please to elevate thy minde Up to the heavens where thou art sure to find Thy Saviour sitting in his glorious throne Who gladly hears all suites denying none Are made to him then do not thou delay But fast and heartily to thy Saviour pray That he wil please his spirit of grace thee send That thou thereby thy sinful life may mend And do thou strive for to obtain that place Which none can have but onely by his grace Then lift thy heart up to the heavens and say Come sweet Lord Jesus come Lord I thee pray And take my soul good God into thy hands To free it from all these sinful earthly bands Which bind it strongly sore against 't will From what is good to that is ever ill Safe keep it Lord I humbly thee require That it may have what is its soule desire Which is to dwell in thee my heavenly king And evermore thy worthy praises sing Lord keep me there then I am sure to live And hearty thanks to thee shall ever give For all thy goodnesse freely given to me That am unworthy even to lift my eye Up to the heavens the place where thou dost dwell Whose wond'rous works there is no tongue can tell No not so much as th'wind which we do know Doth ore our heads and on us daily blow Yet cannot we with reason comprehend From whence thou dost it daily please to send For he that seeks or goeth about to finde The cause thereof shall surely lose his wind And labour both and therefore do thou see That thou submit
whatsoe're he doth thee Unto the Lord who made the heav'n earth And all therein even with his only breath O stay my soul and there do thou admire The wond'rous greatness of that flaming fire Appear'd to Moses in the pillary cloud Which did his chosen children Israel shrewd Untill their sins stir'd up his heavy wrath And then he did as now of late he hath Done to this I le wherein we wretched live To whom his goodnesse did such blessings give As never land on earth had more then we And yet of peace we wretched cannot ' gree So that the son 's against the father's set And father he against the son doth fret And brother ' gainst his brother often wars And so will not let fall these wofull jars Till God shall please that his most heavy hand For to withdraw from o're this sinfull land And give us grace we may in hart repent And yeeld him thanks for his great blessings sent Which we unthankfull did as yet forget And for that cause each brother's blood is set Against it self like as did wicked Cain When as his brother Abell he had slain Sweet Jesus please to stay this thy sharp sword And stead thereof to send thy blessed word That thou thereby mayst beat down growing sin The want whereof hath doubtles only bin The real cause of this our mortall fewd which doubtless doth from our hard hearts proceed Sweet Jesus please to mollifie them so Like Peter's when he solely wept for woe Or like Manasses when he came be bound By Ashurs host who fell upon the ground And gained pardon for his grievous sin Whereby with speed he was restor'd again To Juda's crown and it so long enjoy'd Untill by death he was from thence destroy'd Sweet Jesus grant that we have many such And then without doubt it will help us much To further peace for which we daily pray That thou wilt please in thy great mercy stay This sword of thine and sheath it up again That we in peace may here hence now remain And live like loving brothers in this land VVhich thou hast kept with thine own pow'rfull hand From foreign fos tho now there be none such As we our selves domestick ones by much Sweet Jesus help good Lord we daily pray This bloody war of ours with speed to stay And put us once in happy peace again That we in peace may here hence now remain And praise thy name and that incessantly For giving us this bounteous great mercy And this must thou and onely thou alone Or else Lord Jesus other there is none Can yeeld us help in this our greatest need For now is nothing can stand us in steed But onely thou then come Lord Jesu come Or else deer God we are utterly all undone For them elected to the publique good With purging ill have bred in some ill blood And th' weaker sex it is become so strong T is doubtfull Lord the other sex to wrong So as between two are esteemed extream Most suffer much tho they retain the mean For now ther 's no part of this wretched I le Tho it enjoyed a blessed peace ere while But t is grown now unto a bloody war For many a one thinks their honest neighbor far More quiet then he and so with grief repines At 's neighbours good and then his malice finds Some hole or other in his neighbours coat Tho the quarrel be but for one single groat To make complaint to them that are of power To plunder him by strong hand in an houre For some old wrong as then but newly done Perchance betwixt the Father and the Son O blessed Lord that this the German plunder Which whilom was in peaceful England wonder Should now so well with us be understood As any other usuall English word Whereby revenge in England's grown so rife It tends to take away non-nocents life For Satan o're this Isle bears such a sway As by his wiles he draweth many away From thee that is their only God and King Who are rather bound thy worthy praises sing For all thy goodnes to this wofull land Tho now it feel thy dreadfull heavy hand Sweet Jesus send some blessed Angel down To quell this hellish Satans furious frown And force him Lord as thou was pleased then When he made suit he might go into th' swine Who huried him headlong into the sea Lord drown him there that he n're more have powr To come within this spacious Ile more But we instead of blood may ly and groan In brinish tears and therein make our moan To God on high he will vouchsafe to please This cruell war of ours with peace to cease And then that we who are true English all May all one way on the name of Jesus call Vouchsafe good God that we may so accord In holy service of that heav'nly Lord As tho we differ some of us in part Yet we may all as one agree in heart And let our hearts good Lord in prai'r remain Lest in our sins we wretched may be slain When worthies dare to stand look on death Tho with that look they lose their deerest breath Brave Britains keep your ' forwon antient fame Least antient terrour turn to novell shame And since your valour cannot well be known Untill by you some valourous act be done Then look your swords be sharpe for foreign foe Whose joy 's encreased by our cause of wo's Lest we bewaile this great efflux of blood When t is too late to do us any good And worthies all in time for death prepare Since all in th' end shall fall unto death's share But look you still prefer an honourable death Before a shamefull beastly cowardly life Seeing God alone the day of death doth know But when or where no earthly man can show O then le ts pray and that incessantly To him that lives and shall eternally Come let us sing and all due praises give To him that died that we by him might live And alwayes yeeld praise to his holy name Who was is now and ay shall be the same O let us all with heart due praises sing To this our God and glorious heav'nly king Whose dwelling is above the heavens most high Whereto the best of sinners come not nigh Whose heavy judgement is for to descend Since none come there but they who do ascend Then strive my soul and do thou aye aspire To keep thy self out of that irksome fire Which burns and yet there is no light appears But pain and grief and dreadfull horrid fears Sweet Jesus please to keep my soul from hence And draw it up to th'high'st heavens that thence I may have help for without help from thee There is no comfort in extremitie Then teach me Lord with heart mouth to pray That I in thee may ever live and stay And never more so wander up and down From place to place as I poor wretch have don Sweet Jesus please
fear Because he saw his Master was so neer And then his want of faith when as he sawe His body like to sink with a little wawe And then his prayer to that blessed Lord Who did preserve him by his onely word Observe my soul this passage seriously There 's in it great and deep divinity The Apostles being in a Ship aboard Upon the Sea they did espy their Lord But not discerning that it should be he They said it is some spirit which we do see But he well knowing this their cause of fear He cryed to them and said t is I is h re And then when Peter did his Master know He did intreat that he might to him go Desirous greatly to be him more nye Whom at some distance he did then espie And so by that it did right well appear His faith had then abandoned all fear For when his Master cryed and bid him come He did not then delay his time as some Do use to do but suddenly he leaped down Into the deep sea and yet did not drown But on the same did stand aloft upright For then his Saviour was within his sight His faith well knowing that there is none can Sink where there is that blessed Son of man And now his faith here hoist him up aloft So as it bore him on the water soft As if it had bin on the Sea dry shâ—aâ—e Because had faith his body then upboare And so presuming still that he had faith Which was sufficient for to keep him safe He went on boldly untill that he sawe A puft of wind did raise a little wawe And then his faith begun within him fail For faith in flesh is oftentimes but fraile And being let but even a little down Wiâ—hin the Sea which now begun to frown His faith was then turn'd into white pale fear Although his Saviour was hard by then neer And then did Peter with himself thus think Without some help I shall be sure to sink And knowing well where help did onely ly He to his Saviour did addresse his cry So he ne're sought for help at th'wooden boat Although she were hard by on Sea a float But on his Saviour solely set his eye And cryed help Lord help Lord or else I dye And then his Lord did reach to him his hand And bid him boldly on the water stand But yet reproved him and thus to him saith O wretched thou can'st have so little faith Why did thou doubt for surely thou dost know My power doth reach unto the deeps below And out of them I 'm able thee to fetch If 't be my pleasure O thou faithlesse wretch Who hast so long been in thy Master school And yet dost show thy self to be a fool Canst thou forget to think what Jonas did When in the Whales wide belly he was hid Or when the Sea did make it self a wall To save all them who on my name did call Or Jordan deep was made like to a sand To bring mine over as on hard dry land Then set thy self to go to school again And do thou learn where all help doth remain That thou mayest not be likened unto them Who never seek for Christ but onely then When they have need and then aloud they cry Help Lord help Lord or I am sure to dye Stay here my soule a while and meditate And with thy self a little thus debate Can it be possible that Peter saw His own good Master yet did not him knaw His thoughts sure then were not with him at home When he did not remember him on whom His heart was alwayes bent to think upon Which was on Christ and onely him alone To serve with zeal untill his dying day Which as he did good Lord grant that I may But when at last he did his Master know His humble heart did then begin to bow And prayed that he might safely come to him To whom before he had vow'd every lim Whom God accepted and strait bid him come Sweet Jesus grant that it may be my doom Then he neglected all that brittle hope Of help might rise out of the wooden Boat Or yet by active laboring of the lim Tho he were skilfull on the water swim Or any other help from earth may rise For by such earthly helps there 's many dies But putting all his trust upon the Lord Who to him now had only said the word Without all fear of greatest danger he Did boldly leap into the raging Sea Which stood as tho 't had been a rock of stone For God himself and onely he alone VVas able and the sea did so command And then did Peter light as on a Sand And walk'd along from imminent danger free As on safe ground untill that proudly he Presuming faith in his own power too much For this presumption overthrows all such As on their own strength onely do relye If that their Saviour please not to be nye For when the winde begun a little blow And force the sea to rise and make a show As if it ment to swallow Peter in Then Peters faith begun to fail with him And he in lieu of faith had then some fear When as the Sea forbore him up to bear And he begun on it a little sink He then himself did of some help bethink To save himself for death was surely there But that his Saviour did even then appear To whom with zeal he did himself addresse And prai'd him pleas he wold vouchsafe to bles Him with some help or else without it he Might surely sink into the raging Sea Now God well knowing th'sorrow was in 's heart VV ch did it self to his Saviour Christ impart He did with speed stretch forth to him his hand And bid him boldly on the water stand O blessed Lord that thou should alwayes be So ne're to them that put their trust in thee Although their sins do prove be ne're so great If they from them do but in heart retreat And turn again and to their Saviour go VVho is onely able and saith no man no. And then had Peter strength of faith again So long as he in Jesus did remain And safely stood on th' wavering sea upright Because he then was in his Saviours sight Now do thou think what joy was Peter in VVhen he repented of his faithlesse sin For God did hear him then most willingly At the very first when he did on him cry O blessed Lord be pleas'd vouchsafe to be On all occasions so ne're unto me As that this Legion thou may'st please to rout which my weak strength O Lord cannot keep out For he hath hereto had on me such power As he still haunts me every day and houre Yea when my heart is set resolved to serve My God and king even then I do observe He 's bustling hard within my bony breast And will not let my silly soule take rest O thou blind soul which art not able see VVhere God is not no good
next their care is little or none Whereby appears to heaven there goes but few And so indeed our Saviours words made true For that gate 's narrow but the other broad And most men love the way that most is troad But thou my soul avoyd this beaten path If thou intend t' avoyd the way to wrath For be assur'd there are no more but two Or that to Heaven or that t'eternal wo. Let all thy care then be to avoyd this And eschew all may hinder th' way to bliss So by observance thou mayst easily know Which of these two thou dost intend to go Then let thy care be always God to serve And by that means thou mayst thy life preserve Let conscience say what thy chief care hath bin To serve thy Saviour or to commit sin Let no occasion pass thee without trial And this in time wil free thee from denial At that strait gate wherein so few must enter So make that sure without all peradventure Let this be th'chiefest of thy daâ—ly cares And it prefer before all worldly affairs For worldly actions aim at worldly ends But thou my soul at that which heaven intends For though thy flesh do follow earthly things Let inward mind be set on King of Kings Let him be always in thy outward mind And then shalt thou in all thy actions find A means to bring thee on that narrow way Where they must go mean not to go astray And then thou 'lt see thy mind is ever set To serve thy God and him thou'lt nere forget For if thou dost but wash thy filthy hands Thou 'lt see thy Saviour then before thee stands To try if thou wilt wash thy heart from sin And horrid life which thou hast lived in And when thou puts in mouth a piece of bread Think how thy Saviour then for thee was dead And rose again and lives in heaven above And doth desire thou come to him in love Then set thy self to serve this loving God And hee 'l preserve thee in that narrow road Which leads to heaven then keep that narrow way And in it serve thy Saviour night and day Let all thy thoughts on him alone attend So be thou sure thy life in him shall end But then must thou have care to serve this God Or else expect to feel his heavy rod. For though he gaeatly doth desire thy life Yet thou dost know he punisht good Lots wife Presume not then that he will alwayes be As he hath hereto been to wretched thee By his long-suffering thee go on in sin As though his wrath had nere yet kindled b n. But thou hast seen his plagues on Egypt shown And then on them he chose to be his own Presume not then that he will pardon thee Superfluous branch of that wild Olive tree But fall with fear and teach thy heart to tremble Whose nature is with God himself dissemble Because thou knowst his mercy doth abound Ye thou hast seen some sawallowd by the ground For lesse offence then many of thine have bin Then strive to free thee from this horrid sin The onely cause of Sodoms sinking there Where nought doth live but onely horrid fear Then fear this God though he be slow to anger He 'l smite thee down when thou thinkst least of danger Forget not this but think on 't seriously Lest thou repent it even immediatly Canst thou for pleasure in thy garden walk Then not take pleasure with thy Saviour talk Canst thou observe each herb in its own kind And have not then thy Maker in thy mind Canst thou see Lilies in thy garden grow And not think Solomon ne're was cloath'd so When th'least of them to th' world a wonder is Then let that wonder bring thy soul to bliss When all on earth can not make th'meanâ—st there Whereby the makers Godhead doth appeare Who with his word did make them for thy use Then do not these good creatures thou abuse But thankfull be for these great blessings given To thee unworthy lift thine eye to heaven For if such glory doth on earth appeare Canst thou conceive what wonders may be there When great Jehovah by his word doth make Such herbs on earth that man may pleasure take In serving him this gracious God above Who 's God alone the God of peace and love Observe each herb in it a severall smell But how infus'd no tongue on earth can tell Their several shapes by th' King of heaven ordaind And each of others by him are restraind Their vertues great to th' world a wonderment Infus'd by th'maker to give man content Unthankfull creatures here do meditate And of these wonders deeply contemplate And then thouâ—'t see the goodness of this God To thee poor man who dost deserve his rod But that his goodness doth to thee abound Who well deserves be swallowed of the ground If so his mercy were not even much more And all his other attributes before Then serve him serve him with a filiall fear Who of his bounty hath so plac'd thee heâ—e As thou mayst see thy God on every side Above below throghout the world so wide Where God himself saw all was good therein Then do not thou pervert it with thy sin For wicked man makes wicked use of all Make no such use or else be sure to fall But thou my soule use all things to that end For which thy God did these great blessings send And then fear not buâ— he will bless thee so As from thy Saviour thou shalt never go But in his service take thy whole delight And therein spend thy time both day and night So every object will be then a mean To make thee think of that good God of heaven And then thy mind will set it self to serve Thy Saviour Christ who doth thee thus preserve From wicked Satan and his hellish power Though he be still attending at thy dore To put ill thoughts into thy fickle mind When thou forgets to serve thy Saviour kind Forget not then to let each object move Thy mind to set it self on God above For all the creatures which Jehovah made Do shew to man that he should be obey'd For they were works of Gods own onely hand And freely all submit to his command Save onely man the noblest of the resâ— Whom he doth love and wills he may be blest And for that purpose he doth daily send Continual means to bring him to that end For which he first created him on earth Where he infus'd with th'â—oul a living breath And left him free from any thought of sin Till th'wily Serpent Adam en red in And did with pleasure this weak man perswade To disrespect his God who had him made By tasting that but one forbidden tree The onely cause of all mans misery Canst then fâ—rget when dost an apple see For Adams sin how God doth punish thee And if for such a seeming small offence He punish all without a difference From high to low to
sometimes with too much cost Provided what was pleasing to thee most For to content thy dainty appetite I do much fear herein thou didst not right Hast thou forborn at all to drink thy fill Or didst not thou even drink so long until Thy stomack did desire to have no more If pleasing wine there were but any store Especially when the drink did prove be such Wherein thy pallat was but pleased much Nay hast not thou thereby been sometimes made So very drunk that thou would'st not be said Then was 't not sin in taking of this drink Yes sure there was and so I know dost think Hast thou forborne sometimes to eat thy meat Whenas thy stomack did desire to eat And hadst it ready then within thy power Didst thou forbear to eat for fourty hour And if thou didst then say now for what end Didst thou so fast was it from heart to send Thy prayers up unto thy God on high Who for his service onely did make thee And was it thus thy fleshly lust to tame Which needs would force thy body be to blame The tempter he did move thy Saviour much Yet Satans self thy Saviour could not touch For he would not believe the Serpents wiles Since it is trust which most of men beguiles Then fast and pray and do thou put thy trust In God alone for he is onely just And fear this feind and him forsake and flie And trust him not for he is too too slye But have an aiming alwayes at thy end And in thy way expect to meet this feind For he at all times well prepared is For to advise thee do what is amiss And therein he doth take his most delight And will perswade thee that thou art in right Hast thou been us'd to lye upon the ground I fear there will but a very few such be found Nay hast not thou delighted often lye On th' softest bed thou couldest well come by And say hast thou forborn thy bed at all That on thy Saviour thou for grace mightst call Nay hast not rather much more loved sleep Then that thou shouldst from rest thy body keep Nay hast not thou committed horrid sin And without pardon on thy bed down lyen Nay hast not thou even often faln asleep Without entreating God would please thee keep Nay hast thou thought how thou thy life hast led That day before thou wentst unto thy bed Didst thou cast up that day its sin's accompt Or to such custome art thou daily wont Didst thou give thanks to God for blessings sent Of sins committed didst thou thee repent Nay rather didst not thou omit them both Because leave sleeping thou wast very loath Nay hast not thou sometimes thy sleep forsaken To commit sin whenas thou wast awaken Nay hast not thou forsaken thy sweet sleep That thou thy self in pleasing sin mightst keep Nay hast not thou spent many a life-long night To follow that which was thou know'st not right Nay hast not thou delighted more in night Yea often better then thou didst in light Examine truly th' cause of this thy love If so it were to serve thy God above Or rather was 't not to avoid his sight Who thou didst dream unable see in night O wretched beast canst thou conceive it so Then be assured that God thou dost not know But 't cannot be that thou art of that minde But that the devil hath made all of thee blinde For fear thou shouldst thy sensual sin now see Which thine own conscience knows a shame to be For never man on earth so brutish born But brutish sin if in his sight did scorn And therefore such as work of darkness nam'd Because if seen that man would be asham'd O shameless man that 's blinde and cannot see How subtle Satan hath deluded thee To act a sin in darkness of the night As though thou wert then out Jehovah's sight Yet though thy sin were such and ended were Thy conscience tells thee that thy God 's not there Yet saw thy sin and also punish't will Except thou dost repent thee of that ill O then for shame repent thee of that fact Wherewith thou blusht to have been seen in th' act For though that mortals have no power to see Without the light comes from the Deitie Yet God himself who Maker was of light Did likewise make for th' good of man the night But not to hide our sin it was he made it Although the Devil by cunning so abuse it For he delights himself in darkness much And so do all of them are sinners such Whereby their conscience doth them plainly tell They darkness love and therefore shall have hell O horrid horrid fearful horrid minde Which canst not see that thou art even stone-blinde But thou wilt say that thou didst so much know But that even then thou didst forget it though O wretch O wretch that canst so soon forget That thou hast any soul within thee yet And that thy Saviour suffer'd death for thee If thou dost fear and from this Satan flie But thou dost yield to follow this feind still And love him dearly with good heart and will Yet thinkst that God himself cannot thee see Because he 's secret in thy heart with thee Which keepeth close within thy brazen brest Where none can come but them whom thou lik'st best Yet outwardly it plainly doth appear Whom inwardly thou lov'st and harbourst there For the very secrets of thy heart are shown By the outward actions which are too wel known For to proceed thy conscience can thee tell Not from above but even from lowest hell For 'twixt these two thou canst not finde a mean But thou must either go to hell or heaven Then blame thy self if that thou dost amiss To make thy choice of that and forsake this Hath ever man been born so blinde as he Which can and may and yet oft will not see For such are all of them are so behaved Whose sin to Satan hath their bodies slaved For they are well said slaves to death and sin Who faithful servants to the Devil have been O horrid horrid what more horrid still To think of this which is the end of ill Can it be possible mans Reason should forget 'Fore all his actions th' end thereof to set But if a man be able see yet 's blinde No marvaile then if he forget in 's minde For that proceeds out of his wilfulness But this out of defect forgetfulness And both these weapons doth the Serpent use And many more besides this man to abuse And no great need for that this man alone Even of himself to sin is ever prone And doth in 's pleasure take so much delight As what is wrong he will it shall be right Yet cannot he from such vain thoughts be brought Cause blind to good yet willing see what 's nought O wretched man to be of such a feature And yet o'recome by such a wicked nature And then thou 'lt say that
A Ship of Arms Vseful for all sorts of people in this woful time of War Fashion'd by a plain Country-Farmer SAMUEL BRASSE Nigh the River of Tease Com. Ebor Printed at London in the Year 1653. To the rightly Noble and worthily honoured Lady The Lady ELWES Wife to the Right Worshipfull Sir JERVACE ELWES Knight MAdam well may you wonder at the audacious impudence of a stranger shall fix your Name in the frontispiece of his simplicity But though I never saw your face I have often heard the fame of your pious zeal to Godward confirmed by those set hours daily put apart in your privat Closet no doubt for his service the onely reall ground of all your shining vertues which out the boldness upon me to present you this plain piece of rustick Northern work savouring its Clymate containing a few wandring thoughts of a decrepit miserable wretched Old man humbly intreating you will vouchsafe him the favour at some spare hours of your life if any such can be found to open and read and what you find unworthy your judicious eye to raze out and the poor remainder if any such can be found to place at the threshold of your Library where the hem of your vesture may preserve it from the viperous tongue of the venemous Spider And as you now live eminent amongst the best of Ladies in that famous yet terrestriall Citie of London So that you may hereafter live glorious among the best of Saints in that heavenly Citie new Jerusalem shal be the prayer of Your Servant deeply devoted SAM BRASSE To my loving Country-men the Commons of ENGLAND Dear Brethren and loving Countrymen I Have lavisht out 80 years in jollity pleasure loosing the reins of liberty to all libidinous desires glutting my self with the vain delights of this wretched world mispending that precious time my gracious God of his abundant goodness bestowed upon me for his own service solely So as I am now become that Dives our Saviour spake of daily tormented with the pain of fore-passed pleasure And lest you my Countrymen should not heare Moses or the Prophets I have sent you this message from a dying man To amend your Lives lest you fall into the Lake where you may cry for a cup of cold water to cool your tongues and be denied it Happy is he whom other mens harms doe make to beware For your souls sake and for Jesus Christs sake lay to heart what is here in charity presented by a plain Country-man your friend and well-wisher Samuel Brasse To the READER READER I Wrote this little Book chiefly for my self and familiar friends yet if any other can get good by it I shall be glad 'T is a Collection of a few wandring Thoughts of an Old man lame both in body and minde Written in his bed the other Winter occasioned with want of rest by reason of pain His intention is good if expressed by finer fingers But bear with infirmities and make that use he desireth who is your friend and wel-wisher Sam. Brasse Flie foolish Fashion ' cause a novel friend You 'll read perchance untill you see its end Then lay 't aside but good friend do not so Keep 't neer your heart and it will cure all wo. Read it re-read it read it o're again The matter 's good though th' method poor plain S. B. Of the Author and his Book An Anagrammatical Motto of Samuel Brass Brass se Emanuel is his exhortation Emanuel se Brass is his approbation Both these united in him do appear Love of Christs members of his precepts fear Of the Book His book his honour for it s revealed light A lanthorn is to walk in Christ his sight Here 's no new light nor any old tradition Nor Heresie nor Romish superstition But he that reads it may in 't truly find Full great contentment for a Christian mind William Kay Minister at Stokesley VPon perusal of this book I find it plenteously to perform what it promiseth to be a ship full fraught with Arms and represents Davids Tower wherein are a thousand bucklers all shields of mighty men Can. 4.4 'T is indeed full of divine Meditations sweet Allusions concinâ— Comparisons daâ—ting Penetrations and concludes the Authors conversation to be in Heaven It is Heaven upon Earth And I may truly say of this as Nazianzen of Basils It is Devotionis maribus occusta Navis A Shipfull fraught with the rich merchandise of Devotion This is the opinion of Tho. Oddir Minister at Kirby To the Author GOe vend these Arms throughout the Christian world Now all in war more precious they then gold Being parcel gilt all of them Cannon-proof Where they 're in use the Enemy stands aloof And though his power be limited to offend thee Fear not but Christ thy Saviour shall defend thee So thou make use of what is here set down Thou mayst be sure in heaven to wear a crown By a Friend E. A. A Ship of Armes O Sinful soul O sinful soul Shall Christ be born for thee And thou not live and in his service die O cruel Caitiff cruel Caitiff Was 't born tormentor be Of him Laid down his dear heart blood for thee O wretch O wretch O wretch O wretch That erst thou should be be bore Love Satan serve and leave thy Saviour Who in that night the Jews did him betray Went forth to th' fields as he was wont to pray Unto the Garden called Gethsemane Where he and his did sometimes use remain Attended that night onely with his own For his going thither was no further known To any of them that were his followers more Or else no doubt of followers had been store And being there he went himself apart That he to heaven might raise and lift his heart And wil'd th' Apostles they should watch pray Lest that the Tempter might take them away But he being gone his follow'rs fell asleep Whom he reprov'd because they could not keep Themselves awaking for so short a space And then did he return to 's former place And they like men unto their sleepy vain Which he well knowing turned back again And wil'd them sleep and fear not he would be Their keeper during all eternitie And then fell he upon his bended knees And pray'd for those that were his enemies That done he call'd and will'd them to awake For they were nigh intended him to take Who suddenly were then hard by at hand Attended strongly with a Soldiers Band All who were furnish'd each one Soldier-like With burnisht sword with staff or else with pike And when they came to our sweet Saviour nie He did demand whom 't was they came to spie They said For Jesus he of Nazareth That 's I said he and pray now what pleaseth You do with him whereat all being aston'd They started back and fell upon the ground And when they did from that amazement wake He said 'T is I whom ye are come to take Now Traitor Judas did
Saviour But Pilate he b'ing stung continued still To try if he by means might win their will For to accept of that just man Jesus In stead of that most unjust Barabbas But they still cry'd that they might crucifie Him whom they rather ought to Deifie And then did Pilate cause to chasten him And order'd he should be delivered them And o're his head he then did write this thing This is the man who is of Jews the King And it was writ in divers sev'ral Tongues That al who list might read see their wrongs But they requir'd he would be pleas'd to add To this inscription onely so he said But he did answer them What I have writ I am resolv'd I will not alter it Then they with joy began to lead away Towards the place is called Golgotha And forc'd our Saviours tender back to bear His heavy Cross which he could hardly rear And there were multitudes did follow him Some crying and some other pitying And many women were the crowd among Who wept so high for all that mighty throng That Jesus heard and he cry'd unto them Weep for your selves and for your own children And for Jerusalem For th' time shall come and now doth draw fasâ—â— on That there shall not be left one little stone Upon another in that stately Towne Although it be now of such great renown But most of them to him no credit gave But still they do themselves so mis-behave As they had done untill he had got his grave And when they came unto that bloody place Assign'd as they thought for a great disgrace They then began that heavy tree to rear And eke his sweetest tender skin to tear Between two theeves a horrid shameful thing Though good enough to crucifie our King The one of which theeves in most sconrful wise Our Sovereigne thus did jeeringly despise If thou be God or the Son of God Jesus Go down from the tree and save both thee and us But the other he in zeal reproving him Said We are punish't justly for our sin But this man he hath done at all none ill Yet suffers onely cause the Jews so will Against all law and then with heart said he Vouchsafe good Lord be pleas'd remember me When thou do'st come in thy glorious Majestie Who answered him in milde and humble wise This day shalt thou be with me in Paradise O happy theefe that was inspir'd with grace To come to heaven within so short a space When all sorts scoff'd our blessed Saviour Aswell the Priest as did the souldier Who cast their Dice upon his seamless coat And his it was to whom it fell by lot All this that milde man took most patiently To teach us sinners how that we should dy And yielded up his dearest humane breath To free thee sinner from eternal death Now let us all with joy due praises sing To God our Saviour and our heavenly King For th' thorny crown which he good man did bear Was due by right for wretched thee to wear Then do thou suffer freely for his sake And to him thou do thou thy self betake The drops that trickled down his tender cheek Would force the hardest stony heart to weep For without sorrow for thy deadly sin Thou mayst be sure thy heart is hard within His armes he stretched out upon the tree By sweet embracements calling unto thee Then do not flie as father Adam did For Adams sin by flight could not be hid But lovingly do thou his love embrace Who 's all only giver of heavenly grace His hands were rent with cruel iron pins To gaine thee pardon for thy cruel sins O then for pardon do thou humbly pray Or look to have none at another day The watry blood that issued out his side Will wash off sins if it be well apply'd Apply it then if thou hast any grace Or ne'er expect in heaven to have a place The nailes which fastn'd down his tender feet Will work in the hard'st flinty heart regreet Then beat thy heart and strive to break it oft If thou intend by grace to make it soft For broken hearts are they will onely win And gaine us pardon for out grievous sin His cruel paines endur'd in every part Will mollifie the hardest flinty heart Then search thine own and soundly do thou try it If these his pains with grief do mollifie it Examine strictly even every each hollow part For many such be sure is in thy heart And thus must thou and thou thy self alone Or else thou know'st within it can come none Then do it daily if so thou do mean These hollow places in it to keep clean For there the tempter loves to lurke and lye If he can compass any harborie Who 'll promise faire if thou wilt in him trust But fairest words are often found unjust Then do thou fear and from the tempter fly For few that strive do obtaine victory But to thy Saviour do thou boldly go For he doth use put no man off with no He neither sin'd in thought nor word nor deed And yet for thee his heavy heard did bleed And yielded up his blessed heavenly Ghost Which was conveyed by glorious Angels host Up to the heavens from whence at first it came And where it shall for evermore remaine And then the earth did quake for very fear And stony Rocks themselves in sunder tear The famous Temple rent it self in twaine And so ere since it doth and shall remaine The heavens forsook their spangled wonted light And eke the Sun which then did shine so bright For grief and sorrow did it self close hide And underneath a thick cloud did abide Whereat the watchmen were so sore aston'd And struck with fear as they fell all to ground And when they wak't then each of them did swear 'T was th' Son of God whom they had hanged there O praise sing praise to him that sits on high Who thought no scorn for wretched thee to dye O that he should be cruelly crucified Who did deserve be mightily magnified Him serve him fear him let us still obey On whom depends our onely hope and stay O praise sing praise to his most holy name Who was is now and ever shall be the same Sing praise to him who lovingly dy'd for thee Yet still doth live and shall eternallie Let all the earth conjoyn with one accord To sing the praises of that heavenly Lord Who made the heavens the earth the sea and all That in them is come at his only call He spake the word and they were all made then The word was this Let it so be amen These creatures all of him do stand in awe To them his word is for a binding law They never do use oppose his sacred will But all obey their heavenly maker still Save onely man this sinful wretched man For whose sole use all these good creatures came Who was at first created good and free From thought of sin or any malady
to keep my soul with thee Or else dear God I am sure it cannot be Kept safe on earth where that fierce dragon flies And doth so dazle most of all mens eyes As few are able to behold the sun Except it please the blessed Lord to come And clear their sight that they with joy may see There is no safety but O Lord in thee Then come Lord Jesus I thee humbly pray And make my soul with thee to live and stay Or else good God I can it no where hide Nor here on earth it cannot long abide Within this fleshly mansion of mine Whereon the sun hath never power to shine But by thy leave then let it Lord so be That this thy sun may please to shine on me And shield me safe from that common enemie Who doth envy both thee and them are thine From whom good God be pleas'd keep me and mine We do not prove like to the Gadarens Forsake our Saviour for to save our means But teach us Lord that we may call to minde How 'fore all worlds thou said and so assign'd That man should spend his life-time on this earth Where he at first receiv'd his vital breath And there should serve his maker God Lord As is appointed in his holy Word That when this glasse on earth shall be out-run Then doth an end of all created come And one land then against another rise And all men also arms shall exercise And yet as then shall sorrows but begin To them are clogged with their deadly sin For on this earth must be great tribulation Before that dreadfull day of desolation When shall the glorious sun all darkned be And eke the moon at that day none may see And thâ—â—e bright stars down from the sky shall fal And powrs of heaven shal then be shaken al Whereof our cannons thundring in the aire With fiery flashes flaming out their fire Which sends its smoak up to the starry skies And not unlike to mighty clouds there flies And trumpets eccho sounding every where So as no place with us is thereof clear Are perfect types of that most dismal day When th' trump shal sound loudly cal away All souls on earth their bodies for to take And 'fore the Lamb a perfect reckoning make Of each mans talent which the Lord them lent And for which cause they all were hither sent And then there shall be loud and hideous cries For hils to fall and cover them from th' eyes Of him that doth both see and knoweth all That on this earth was done or did befall Since Adams time for there is nothing can Be hid from him that first did make this man No not the secrets of the best mans heart Tho he the same did ne'r as yet impart To any creature for Jehovah he Doth all things know eke doth all things see This son of man whose glory shall appear Above the clouds of heaven up in the aire Whose glorious greatnesse then shal all men see With thousand millions in his companie Who shal collect from all these the four winds Whom s're have bin even so as he them finds And then laid ope shall be a perfect Book Wherein all flesh shall freely thereon look And each one see as it were in a glasse His guilty conscience telling what he was And then shall he set th'sheep on his right hand And keep his left side for the goatish band And then the King shall say unto the sheep Come now and take the kingdom I do keep For you that are the blessed of the Lord Who willingly obey'd and heard his word And to the wicked then the King shall say Go ye accursed and be you a pray Unto the fire which is in hell prepar'd For cursed Satan and his hellish guard O horrid fear beyond all other fears Whose force even plainly in the face appears VVhich sends its blood unto the secret heart VVho cals for help from every other part And leave the loins supporting so appal'd Like as if death on suddain had them cal'd And thereby they are all so sore aston'd As that they fall down flat upon the ground Where they do differ nought from fearful death But that as yet appears a parcell breath Which for a while a little life retains And in that passion death-like it remains Untill it please the King our blessed Lord To say to me that comfortable word Come now thou blessed hear O do thou hear What difference great between this joy fear To the righthand men come o come you blesd And to the left hand go o go you curs'd O joy beyond all other heavenly joyes Which freeth the heart from all kind of anoys And is thereby so fully fild with gladnesse That it expels from every part all sadnesse And forceth them which even now fell aston'd To leap for joy and skip above the ground And tho w th fear of late they look'd like death Yet now with joy the 're fild with store of breath And those parts which with sorrow then were dumb Do now aloud with joy cry come Lord come O come sweet Jesus I thee humbly pray Vouchsafe be pleased in my weak heart stay And strengthen't so as it may ever stand One of the blessed which are at thy right hand That I may there thy praises ever sing Which o're the earth all the heav'ns do ring O sing my soul and be thou never weary But in thy Saviour be thou alwayes merry And have a care no earthly joy remove Thy fleshly heart from th' heav'nly joy above But therein alwaies do thou take delight And in it spend thy time both day and night O let thy solace ever be therein And it will keep thee from all deadly sin And teach thee loath all earthly things to love And take delight in serving God above O love him love him that thou dead maist live And to thy Saviour be thou sure to give All that which he hath freely given to thee And then shalt thou no doubt his servant bee O blessed Lord where have I this while been Hath not my soul my sweet'st Saviour seen Or 't is some vision did to me appear Whereby it hath discovered plainly where My Saviour sitteth in his glorious throne And judgeth all on earth himself alone And there pronounceth sentence come or go The only words of greatest joy or wo That ever came to any creatures ear To make a difference betwixt joy and fear And then shall sheep and goats both of them see What they have been and what they now shall be And This sort shall of future hope dispaire Any that other not so much as have a care For their downfall but aye shall sit and sing Even allelua to our heavenly king Whose final sentence and pronounc'd decree Shall firmly stand for all eternitie From which herehence there can be no appeal But all must then have either wo or weal. O stay my soul a while and contemplate
tast How much of it is drown'd and gone in sleep And what thou didst for sinfull pleasure keep And what in deadly sin by thee committed What in good deeds by thee likewise omitted And then I fear that thou wilt quickly finde Thou hast mispent this time was so assigned For th' onely service of thy Saviour Whose part I fear will prove but very poor Then think how now to call this time again Which wretch'd thou hast spent so long in vain And what years yet are left to thee behinde Wherein be sure thy sins must be redeem'd And then th'wilt see that it will well appear Ther 's hardly one week left for one whol year Tho God should please to thee so many send As he to most men doth not use to lend Then call to mind what now is to be done When as thy dayes are almost all out-run And what is past already spent in sin So thou art still but how for to begin To serve thy God and also to repent And yeild him thanks for his great blessings sent And satisfaction must be likewise made Before all debts by thee be duly paid O then my soul cast up a perfect count To what a sum thy severall sins will mount And what is also due for them of right Before thy soul can enter into light And then thy heart will bleed within for wo And eyes with sorrow then will overflow With brinish floods of tears for to regain This time of thine which thou hast spent in vain And think what now there is which must be done And how long time can be for it to come And then thy heart will certaintly relent Which hitherto could ne're find time repent Or if it did 't was by and by even done With the first occasion that did offer come So as in me there 's nothing that is good Or thereunto of any likelihood To keep me there where I desire to be With thee alone deer God alone with thee Sweet Jesus please to call and call again That I in thee may evermore remain And think how I my time have lew'dly spent And then there 's hope if so I may repent But come Lord Jesus come I humbly pray That I in thee may ever live and stay And evermore thy worthy praises sing Of thee my God my hope and heavenly king And in thy service ever take delight And therein spend my time both day night Bide there my soule and call again to minde How much there 's yet left of thy life behinde And think how Judas did himself repent And yet to hell no doubt was Judas sent And do not thou my soul conceive it so That short repentance can keep thee from wo For thou that all thy life time hast now spent In Satans service with thy hearts content Canst thou conceive that one hours time shall pay For many years which thou hast gone astray O do not thou my soul presume that he Who hath spent all his time on earth in glee And following this vile wicked world wherein He hath known nothing but was wicked sin Shall leap from hell as tho indeed it were A thing of nothing for to get out there And thence above the highest heavens to fly As if all parts were either thought or ey And if they were yet thou dost know a Lake Which Dives was not able to overtake But thou wilt say that that most blessed thief Did obtain heaven by his but short belief T is true indeed yet know that he 's but one Because Gods pleasure was that there should none Presume too far nor yet have cause despair Yet doubtlesse they in most great danger are Who do defer this great accompt to make Before the houre that God's about to take The soule from out the fleshly corps and then Thou 'lt make a show like to the best of men And promise fair but search thy heart and see If thou canst finde the thiefs true faith in thee Or if it were that was a time of wonder When all the earth was in a kinde of blunder Or if thou hast that king Manasses grief For his offence examine thy belief If such there 's hope thou may'st thy Saviour win So thou repent for to remit thy sin But have a care my soul not to delay This reckoning till that dolefull day For be assured that great accompts Must have great time to cast them up And therefore thou my silly soule be sure Thou do not now delay the present cure Of this thy wound which doubtlesse mortal is But that thy Saviour promis'd heavenly blisse To all of them that with the Bridgroom come Yet want of oil thou know'st did shut out some And he that did in ground his talent hide I am afraid did not the reckoning bide O deer my soul have care make use of such And then no doubt 't wil help thy reckoning much And do not thou as traitor Judas did Despair of grace and so his talent hid Nor do not thou presume of the bless'd theif Least thou can't shew the blessed thief's belief But do thou do as good Manasses did Or like to him that other king David Who wept with grief and on the ground did ly And to their Saviour made such earnest cry That he them hard and granted to them all For whatso're they in their hearts did call O follow follow these wise kings my heart And to this good God thou thy grief impart Importune him with thy loud earnest cry And then fear not thy suite he ' l not deny Make thou good use of these two godly kings For uses good are ever goodly things Examples alwayes are before us set Of what is good that they may good beget And what is ill that we may ill forsake And so of all things we may good use make O thou my soul make some stay here a while And walk along with these two kings a mile Thou 'lt finde they were most grievous sinners both Yet both became their grievous sins to loath Follow their steps and thou shalt surely finde In them a mirrour of a godly minde For God himself did to the world impart Th' one was a man according Gods own heart Then follow him yet do not follow in all For fear of this lest in thy sin thou fall And being in it cannot rise again And then thou art sure thou shalt therein be slain in that thy sin but have a care take His better part and it will ever make Thee love thy Lord with a most joyfull heart And with thy soul and every other part And each of them shal with the rest comply Then all will joyn to love the Deity And in his service take their chief delight And therein spend their time both day night O do thou love to live as David did For tho his sins were such could not be hid Yet he did so repent him of the same As kept him free from all eternal blame And
rest there can be The cause I fear thou hast at all no faith Since faith is such as our sweet Saviour saith T is able make the greatest mountain move Except thou canst procure it from above Sweet Jesus help this want of faith in me Is so apparent unto every eye As each observer may discover well That by my actions I intend for hell Since my faith is not like to Peters tho He saw his Master yet did not him know Nor when he seem'd in sea a little sink He well discern'd it and of help did think Nor when he durst not on the deep sea go Untill his Master did command him so Or when as he his Master did forswear Because his heart was troubled then with fear Nor when his Master he did disobay In sleeping then when his Master bid him pray For tho he did not know him at first sight He heard his voice and apprehended right And when in Sea he did a little sink He had hope rais'd him to the waters brink And when he durst not on the deep Sea go He had faith to think that he might well do so And tho his Master he did thrice deny He did it through the flesh infirmity And when for praying he did fall a sleep It was because his Saviour did him keep O wretched beast look in thy breast thou'lt see That thine to his is infidelitie Confesse a truth dost thou thy Saviour know I fear thy heart within thee will say no Perchance thou 'lt say thou could if should him see O shamelesse man then there 's no faith in thee Since thou didst see him nail'd upon the cross For to refine thee from thy sinfull drosse May be thou'lt say that thou did not him hear T is true indeed or else thou wouldst forbear To peirce his side with every severall sin Which like to darts thou freely throws at him O wretch O wretch hast thou a heart to think If thou like Peter in the Sea should sink That thou hadst faith to raise thee up again Thy conscience tels thee thou shalt there remain And deeper far then that the deepest Sea Where seeming faith wil stand for no good plea Then have a face and faith for to confesse Thy sins are such as well deserve no lesse And then there 's hope thou hast some faith in Be pleased good God vouchsafe this faith to me Speak conscience speak durst t' on deep Sea go I fear thy heart will tell thee truly no But thou wilt say thy Saviour did not call Then hast t'not seen him nail'd on crosse at all For if thou didst thou might both hear and see Him search his arms and loudly calling he Yea thee by name If thou wilt but confesse Thy sins are such as well deserve no lesse Say so my heart and thereof do repent And then thou 'lt see that Christ for thee was sent Now speak a truth hast thou not Christ forsworn Or canst thou say that he for thee was born I fear that truth will in thee justifie Thou dost thy Saviour every houre deny For tho he call and call and call again Yet doth thy heart even still in sin remain And tho sometimes thou dost behold his blood Thou canst not say it doth thee any good For thou at his loud cry forbears to come Sweet Jesus grant that word may be my doom Speak on thou cōscience hast thou Christ obeyd Thou 'lt say thou hast him oftentimes denayd And slept in sin when Christ was not the keeper Peter's was great but thy sin much the greater His Saviour then was praying hard for him And now for thee yet thou 'lt not leave thy sin Tho Peter's fault were much against his mind Yet thou to Satan art in heart so kind As thou wilt follow him tho that Christ say no Blessed Jesus free me from this word of Go. And now do thine with Peter's faith compare Thou 'lt say thy self that they much diffring are And so much differ will thy conscience say As white from blak or this word yea from nay For if thou couldst do th'least what Peter did Then might thou say faith in thy hart was hid But tho thou say that thou hast faith in thee Yet I fear none nor thou thy self dost't see For that Christ saith t is gift of God above And them that have it mountains can remove Which is well known thou art not able do Then cry for help of him who can do so For want of faith is cause of all thy sin Then break thy heart that faith may enter in For broken hearts are they will win the crown Then break thy heart beat presumtion down For this presumption causeth many a sin In hope of time for to repent them of in Beware of Satan such he often useth And with such shifts fond man he oft abuseth Then fly this fiend and fear to come him nye For he is subtill and in carriage sly And doth delight in ranging th' earth about Then hide thee from him lest he find thee out And do thou strive to mount thy self aloft And make thy prayers to thy Saviour oft That he will thee and thy poor soul safe keep Both when th' rt waking and when thou dost sleep For except he please vouchsafe to set the scout Thou art not able keep the enemie out Then please good God to me some angel send VVhom thou thinkst good to my safeguard commend He that did father Abrahams servant guide When he went forth a wife for to provide For 's master Isaack or did Lot preserve From Sodoms plague which it did so deserve Or he that open'd Peter th' iron gate When surely death was doom'd to be his fate Or one of them our Saviour said did keep These little ones as his beloved sheep Or whom thou please to my safeguard command For to preserve me out of Satans hand Sweet Jesus keep me keep me Lord this day From all tentation I thee humbly pray For Satans rage encreaseth every where Because the gen'rall Judgement draweth near Or else that honest angel Raphael Whose company holp that yong Tobias well But doubtlesse Tobies heart was firmly bent For to obey that strict commandement His father gave him long before his death which was that he while there was in him breath Should alwayes set the Lord before his eyes And that his will should ever sin despise And he shall aye observe the Lords commands And duly labour with his fleshly hands And true and just in all his doings prove For such are they whom God doth onely love Then to their actions he will surely send A prosperous and a good successefull end And have a care thou freely alms do give For so must they that do intend to live Enjoy where is their blessed Saviour For none come there that do not pity th' poor Seeing alms is esteemed a goodly gift Before th' most high to them that use to give 't From filthy whoredome do thou safely
keep For all such sins wil cause thy soul to weep Let no mans wages with thee longer stay But have a care each labourer duly pay Besure thou alwayes to an other doe So as thy self desires be done unto Beware thou do not drink till thou be drunk For many such great sins to hell are sunk And be not slow to give the hungry bread Nor cloths to them that do of cloths stand ned Take counsel alwayes of them that are wise In giving counsel be not too precise And of thy mother look to have a care For surely she for thee hath had her share And be thou sure thou do not take a wife Mongst these where I am forced lead my life And look thou duly do observe my will As thou 'lt accompt on blessed Sion's hill Where no excuse for plea will be accepted Nor no mans person for his wealth respected But onely such as seek and serve the Lord And in their lives have care to keep his word And fear not tho God suffer thee made poor So long as Christ thy Saviour's at the door If thou dost fear him and dost fly from sin Then do not doubt he 'l keep thy soul with him Then young Tobias to his father said That this his will in all should be obeyed Then th' old man said that he had talents ten In Gabarels hand who dwelt at Ragues then And will'd him search if he could find a man Might guide him th' way to Ragues if he can Then Raphael he with young Tobias met And told him he was able there him set For he did know that land Media well And the way to Ragues he could also tell Then he that Raphel to his father brought And said that he had found whō he had sought Then th' old man did desire his name And kindred both which was the very same Even with his own and then they both agreed For a guide a day and also to have bread And meat beside and such provision As should be made for Tobie his own son And if you make to me a safe return I 'le add some more for your good service done And now provision being ready made For that great journey th' old man to him said On Gods name go and I shall daily pray That God will send some Angel guide your way But then the mother she begun to weep For her great grief she could no longer keep And wisht the silver might be rather lost Then they should be at any further cost But chiefly sorrowed for her only son For want of whom they utterly were undone But th' old man willd his wife to be content For he well hoped they had no cause repent And then the mother left her sorrowing And with the father fell to hearty praying The travelers now being well set on their way Ne'r Tygres flood they meant one night to stay Where in young Toby went himself to wash And out the river leaped up a Fish And Raphael willed him to put in 's hand And take the fish and bring it safe to land And take out of it Liver Heart and Gall And keep them safe for that these three were all Good for some use then they broild the fish Which proved to them a curious dainty dish Then on they went the way towards Ecbatane Where they intended one night to remain And travelling Toby to his servant said Why is it we have this provision made To keep these intrails I have with me here I wish to know for what good use they were Then Raphael said pray Sir observe w th care How God did these for your great good prepare The Heart and Liver are by nature such As if an ill sp'rite do but trouble much Broile these upon a little pretty fire And they wil quench with speed the sp'rits ire And do but rub the Gall upon the eyes Of them are troubled with the whitish skies Will cure the same and make them very bright And so by that means gain again the sight And the servant he unto his Master said Our journey now is almost well nye made And we shall this night lodge with Raguel VVho 's of thy blood and kindred I can tell And hath no children but one daughter who Is vertuous fair and wise and loving too And there is none for ought that I do know Can marry her but even onely thou For I am sure by th' law of Moses she Of right belongeth solely unto thee And when we 're there I 'le move her father t'it And do not doubt but he 'l be willing t'it And then unto him Toby did reply I doubt dear Raphuel I shall surely dye If I shall but unto her chamber go For of a truth I hard reported so That she seven husbands hath already had And all of them dyed in the brideall-bed And my own parents have no children more But onely me and if so be therefore It be my fortune in this country dye Or in this journey for to miscarry I fear my parents shall such sorrow have As wil with grief bring them unto their grave Then Raphuel he to his Master thus reply'd T is true indeed there have so many dy'd But do not fear for thou hast means to fray That wicked sp'rit and force him fly away And thou dost know that t is thy fathers minde Thou should bestow thy self in thy own kinde Then Iet no cause of fear possesse thy heart But chearfully perform the Bridgrooms part For this night will the match consumate be And this night will the Bride be given to thee And when thou comest into the bridall room Take imbers hot and thereon make perfume Of this the Heart and Liver of the fish And fear not all shall be as thou would wish But look before you do your selves addresse To go to bed pray God he may you blesse And all your acts and look you thankful be For his great goodness he hath given to thee And do not fear for th'll sp'rit hath no power To trouble you or yours for one half hour And I suppose your wife shall then conceive And many children may she happily have By whom you shal be greatly comforted VVhen your own parents may perchance be dead Then Toby did begin to feel in part How he did love the maiden in his heart And when they came unto that Raguels place Did comely Sarah meet them in the face And when with joy they had saluted her She prayed them please go in to her father And then did Raguel say unto his wife This is our kinsman I dare lay my life And quest'on'd them frō whence what they be They answered him captives at Ninive And of the tribe is called Nephtalim Then Raguel said and did reply to him Thou art my kinsman pray thee when didst see That old man Toby in what health is he My father is thank God in health fulright But that said he he hath onely lost his sight Then Raguel
he did repent I heard him often yet will not relent Though Peter sinn'd repentance gain'd remission I commit sin yet to repent omission When Peter sinn'd he saw it and did refuse it I see my sin yet still resolve to use it O wretch O wretch O wretch wilt ne'er return Till thou be doom'd in that dark fire to burn Will nothing draw thee say this Satan no As though thou lov'st this fatal word of Go Canst thou expect thy Saviour shall retaine thee When thou dost know that Satans self hath gain'd thee Thou art ready prest hear Satan at first call But thy blest Saviour thou'lt not hear at all Peter heard th' cock made use of his preaching Thou hearest Peter without use of his teaching Each creature taught this Peter for to pray But all created thy sin cannot stay Peter was left to bring unto thee life Yet thou lov'st sin as Satan loveth strife Peter did weep and did his sin forbear But thou sinn'st still yet cannot shed one tear With Peters sin his heart was mollified But mine with sin is rather stupified O wicked heart art not ashamed to see How all thy sins have nothing softned thee Art so resolv'd as nothing shall remove thee To leave this Satan though thou seest he loves thee Consider well the cause of this his love Because thou hast forsworn thy God above O Jesu Jesu have I thee forsworn Who came from heaven and on this earth was born For to redeem me from this bond of sin And horrid life which I have lived in And here endured the paines of death for me In hope I should from this foul Satan flie And notwithstanding shall I follow him still Forsaking good and following what is ill O weep O weep even rivers of salt tears To keep thee free from greatest of all feares Shall Satan say thy Saviour is forsaken Who dyed on earth and then to heaven was taken Desirous thou shouldst do as he had done Live here a while and then unto him come Yet thou a wretch a most ungracious wretch Whose sufferings are not able thee to teach That thy hard heart is harder far then steel Wilt not be drawn thy Saviours sufferings feel O weep O weep let tears fall from thine eye For him who shed both tears and blood for thee O weep O weep now spend thy time in sorrowing For to redeem thy time is spent in sinning O weep O weep let Peter teach thee weep And it will teach thee from thy sin to keep O weep O weep let tears fall from thy eyes That they may prove for sin a sacrifice O weep O weep with tears produce thy grief If thou do hope for sin to have relief O weep O weep let tears make soft thy heart If thou expect in Christ have any part But how can I expect in Christ a part When there 's in me not any good desart For I have spent most of my time in sin And my amendment is yet to begin Can I presume then God will pardon him Who hath liv'd all his life in deadly sin With what face can he now for pardon pray Hath so offended deeply every day O hypocrite thy conscience can thee tell That thou dost think ther 's neither heaven nor hell For if thou didst it surely would appear That thou didst stand of this great God in fear Seeing thou didst see his plagues on Egypt sent When Pharaohs heart would not be drawn repent Untill the Lord had so decreed and doomed That he and his should in the sea be drowned And his elected safely brought to land Through the read sea by great Jehovahs hand For which did Moses sing praise to the Lord Who did preserve them by his onely word And Miriam she did lead the maides a dance Which highly did the praise of God advance Her Timbrel sure did make a joyful noise With which hearts hands feet keep equal poise Good God! what diff'rence now in this new world How it is alter'd from it was of old Though our solemn Revels make a stately show Yet these to them cannot compare I know Their dance set forth their joy was in their hearts But this the practice of the outward parts That shewed their thankes for a great deliverance These only th' state is in a courtly dance Such are the Masques and shows to court are sent Whose cost are cause make many a youth repent What other good in them I do not know Yet this new worlds proud humour it doth show But there leave court let country shew its skill How apt it is to practice what is ill Where Pipes and Shawms and Fiddles fill the street With filthy tunes for chast ears most unmeet And yet to these will men and women dance As though they meant the praise of hell advance Here Miriams timbrel sure hath not been heard Or if it were it was with light regard Her timbrel sounded out a heavenly tone But these do pipe or little good or none Their musick mounted hearts up to the heaven But these keep souls with bodies station even If one should dance as David did 'fore th' arke There 's many Nichals would him readily mark But now his like on earth 's not to be seen Nor many such as he have ever been Or like to Miriam are not many more Though such as Michal now there are great store Not many Miriams on our English ground Though millions like to Michal may be found Whose light behaviour in their dancing's such As doth conduce to sinful lust in much And no great need where all are apt to ill Though this their aptness soul and body kill When Miriam danced 't was with fatal fear Of that Jehovah who had plac'd them there And in their songs his praises they do sing Whose wondrous works o're al the earth do ring But now our Michals songs are nothing so For they are such as bring their souls to wo. Their dancing sent a most sweet smelling savour But ours casts us out of our Makers favour Good God! that this our English fertile land Should harbour such as will not understand How much they 're bound unto this gracious God Though now we are beaten with his heavy rod Because we have neglected him to serve VVho with his blood did us from death preserve VVithin this Isle wherein his Sun did shine Like to that blessed land of Palestine O Wicked world behold how God hath lest thee And Satan he of all good hath bereft thee For Abraham's seed can hardly now be found Except it be in graves are under ground When who 's a Christian hardly can be known If by their works their faith it must be shown Though we profess and say that we have faith Our works deny it so sacred Scripture saith For all the world so madly runs awry As most forget they 're born to live to dye O what a wicked wretched world is now When most of men do unto Baal bow Though they
world well known O weep O weep that all the earth may see For our great sins how penitent we be O weep O weep let each one of us weep And every one strive from sin himself to keep But my hard heart good God is hardned so It oft forgets the cause of all my wo. O weep O weep let heart and eyes agree That 't is for him who gave his life for thee O weep O weep with tears wash off thy sin If thou intend a new life now begin O weep O weep now spend the night in weeping Which thou art wont to sot away in sleeping O weep O weep both day and night and all Least th' wrath of God do justly on thee fall O weep O weep how great thy cause to weep Because thou wilt not from thy sin thee keep O weep O weep from morning untill night Such weeping may help keep thy way aright O weep O weep spend all thy dayes in sorrow For such in time may help thy soul to borrow O weep O weep let eyes forbear to wink And let thy tears serve for thy daily drink O weep O weep in tears eat thou thy bread And with them likewise water thou thy bed O weep O weep at bed and boord and all And never cease on thy sweet Saviour call O weep O weep now when thy dayes are done Thy tears may help prevent thy death to come O weep O weep let ne'er thy cheeks be dry And all too little till the day thou dye O weep O weep and to thy Saviour say Good God me pardon I thee humbly pray O weep O weep till thou have pardon sent And till such time ne'er cease but still repent O weep O weep to wash thy heart from sin Till it be clean be sure Christ comes not in O weep O weep to cleanse that hollow place Mak 't free from sin and fill it up with grace O weep O weep till Christ shall to thee say Come now thou blessed come and with me stay O weep O weep untill thou hear this saying And mixe thy tears be sure with harty praying O weep O weep till Christ be pleas'd to hear And to thy pray'r vouchsafe to turn his ear O weep O weep with heart and soul and all Untill such time as he shall on thee call For without him thy tears are all but nought Receive me Lord whom thou hast dearly bought For my own strength good God 's of no availe Except thy blood sweet Christ for me prevaile For in my self good Lord help there is none But by thee onely and by thee alone For all my tears cannot me heaven obtaine Except thou please good God with me remaine Then come sweet Jesus and with me reside That I in thee may evermore abide But 't is not in me nor my power O Lord Except thou please vouchsafe to say the word Then say to me that blessed word of Come Without it Lord I am utterly undone Then be thou pleas'd good God on me to call Else heart and tears and soul are wasted all Sweet Jesus send me send me Lord I pray Thy holy Spirit to keep me in the way The way to life I have so long neglected I do deserve of thee to be rejected And justly too except thou so shall please Of thine abundant goodness grant me ease Of this illusion hath me so deluded As I am justly now from heaven excluded But that I know that thou dost not desire A sinners death but rather dost require That he may live and praise thy holy name Who was is now and aye shall be the same Lord finish that the great desire of me That I do never herehence from thee flee But love to follow thy most holy will And by thy help attaine to Sions hill For by thy blood Lord and by it alone I must have help or else I can have none For my hard heart good God is hardned so As it doth deserve this fatal word of Go Except thou please to call unto me Come Sweet Jesus grant that word may be my doome Then call sweet Jesu call me Lord I pray That I in thee for evermore may stay And by thy help I may have strength withstand This fatal enemy of all humane kinde Sweet Jesu help help me good God I pray That I in sin do now no longer stay But at this present I may now begin To make a reck'ning of each several sin And by thy help call this day to account And therein see how those my sins do mount And not ingross them all in one gross sum Lest that their weight my memory may benum But let each hour arraigne its own offence And so the next produce its penitence Make this accompt from morning untill night And well observe thou take thy aime aright From one till two and then from two till three And in that order look thy reck'ning be And when thou hear'st the Artists clock to strike Have care thy natural clock may do the like Observe thy care how great for earthly toyes And then how light it is for heavenly joyes Thou 'lt not forget to know when 's time to eat But this thy care is not for spiritual meat Thou 'lt know by th' clock when 's time to go to bed But when to heaven it doth not trouble thy head All earthly actions by the clock thou 'lt square Then look for heavenly such may be thy care Thou 'lt say the clock hath struck 't is time to go But not to heaven let once thy heart say so If thine occasions rest upon an hour Thou 'lt ask what 's clock at every neighbors door And if thou finde that thy set hour is past I hope thou'lt then redeem it by thy hast Do these for earth with those for heaven compare And look for these as for those be thy care And then no doubt but thou shalt surely finde Thy Saviours sufferings constantly in minde Begin at th' secrets of thy hollow heart And then from thence to every other part And draw thy thoughts into a narrow roome That thou maist gaine this blessed word of Come And call them all unto a strict account Lest let alone they may to millions mount For they are swift and like an arrow flie Once by their aime they 're sure to run awry Then have a care they alwayes aime aright Or ne'er expect that they can come to light Collect them often lest thy memory faile Which if it do thy conscience cannot quaile Examine it for each particular hour What service in it had thy Saviour And then I doubt it easily will appear Thou hast serv'd Satan most part of the yeer For though it seem at present sound asleep Assure thy self a reckoning it doth keep And will disclose all at that doleful day When for thy pleasure hell shall be thy pay Then let thy Centinels alwayes lye Pardue That they may tell when th' enemy comes in veiw Make hast to run and think
this thy nature 's such And that thou art not able alter't much Art now become a very naturalist Even such is every sensless natural beast As are the untamed Lion Bear or Bull Or like to that the beastly horse or mule Yet all of these their nature so do heed As bounds of nature they do ne'er exceed For canst thou make a horse by force to eat When stomack doth not serve him to his meat Or canst thou make him 's belly for to fill Or yet to drink if 't be against his will Examine conscience it may chance to say There is some man offended hath this way So as these creatures may right well arise To teach fond man how to become be wise But thou I hope hast more in thee then so Or else hadst thou ne'er been made man I know Thou hast I am sure a living soul in thee But thou being blind this soul thou wilt not see Yet when thy eyes are ope thou plainly dost And careful art that it should not be lost O then have care keep ope these eyes of thine That they may make thy soul within thee shine In sight of him who did it in the make And gave his life even for thy own souls sake Then to him to him do thou freely go And pray that he will please thy eyes keep so Thou maist be bold to look up unto him Without all dread or any deadly sin For he alone it is must thee defend Or else there 's danger great of thee at th' end Then fall before him on thy bended knees Who heart and thought and all thy actions sees And pray and pray and pray to him againe That he will please within thee to remaine And ope thy eyes so as thou maist well see The cruel torments he endur'd for thee And ever have them constantly in minde And then thou shalt not fear to become blind But such thou art and such wilt ever be If that thy Saviour shall a while leave thee Then pray to him and pray continually That he will keep thee for eternity Pray without ceasing do thou never lin Lest that thou enter into horrid sin For if thou shouldst neglect to God to pray Be well assur'd he will no longer stay O stay with me sweet Jesu in my heart That I from thee herehence do ne'er depart But ever praying to thee night and day That in thy service I may alwayes stay With heart and soul and all is in my minde But all of these are apt to become blinde For now my conscience doth me plainly tell That all even all of me is nothing well For that I see my thoughts do love to range And think of things are uncouth and most strange Against my setled resolution quite From what is good to that which is not right And yet O Lord it is not in my power To make them stay no not for one half hour But they are gone I do not well know where Sometimes far off and sometimes also neer And never rest upon one stable theam But often flying out beyond the Realm So as from gadding they 'l not stay for me I know not well what th' cause thereof should be But by experience I do too well finde They 'l not be guided by that is my minde Which solely's set to serve my God and King And evermore to him due praises sing And strive to keep them in that blessed way Nor never wander out nor go astray But then even then my wandring thoughts are gone And that perchance to some strange region And never use ask of me any leave But of my good thoughts they do me bereave Whereby apparently I understand That my own thoughts are not in my own hand Nor is' t in me with force them to restraine Where I desire that they should aye remaine But suddainly they roam and run about To finde that rest which cannot be found out So as I am not able make them stay But they are gadding still some other way For though I strive with heart to make them think What I am writing with this pen of ink Yet 'fore I get but half of one line done They are to seek and from me quite out gone Though I desire with all my very heart That they should stay and not from me depart Till I have done what I in heart desire And what my soul doth in it soul require Which is to cause them rest alone in thee Who hath me made and likewise them in me But sure if God did them unto me send He sent them doubtless for some other end And not to reel and ramble up and down From this to that and then to th' t'other town And never stay where I wish they should be But alwayes running out abroad from me Whereby doth rise a case full of some doubt VVhat this may be which runneth thus about From heaven to hell and then to heaven againe But yet being there will not in heaven remaine Where I desire that they should ever rest Because I know that place is ever blest VVith the glorious presence of my Saviour sweet With whom my heart desires my soul may meet And there to stay and ever with him live Whose goodness did it freely to me give And then I doubt not but my soul shall rest VVhere I desire and do in heart request Thou wilt vouchsafe within me bless them so As they shall never from thy service go In the mean time till thou vouchsafe to say Come thou the blessed come and with me stay Here bide my soul and now set up thy rest For by him solely thou art onely blest And have a care thou from him ne're depart Nor in thy thought nor in thy very heart For this I fear will prove too much in blame Because I am not able th' other tame For if my heart were of it self upright It would not wander nor be out on 's sight VVho freely gave it for no other end But him to serve even world without all end O wretched wretched beast that thou shouldst be Hast lived so long and yet live wretchedly Not minding th' end for which was 't hither sent Forgetful also of thy sins repent VVhat shall I think of this vile ill condition That after so much godly admotion Of weakness great if so I rightly call it But I think rather strength I may so term it For sure I am that it doth o'recome me And by my minde it will not ruled be For I desire with all my very heart My secrets solely to my God impart And in him wholly by true faith confide And in him solely in my soul reside Yet I am drawn I cannot well say how To think of things which I do not know now For such are often got into my thought Which are not worthy of remembring ought If I should have desire them to recall Which is a thing not possible at all And if they could by me be spoke againe As
know that when thy soul is gone Thy body then hath feeling in it none Examine conscience whether's greatest care For this thy body or thy soul is there I fear thou feel'st this of thy body more Then dost thy soul though smitten nere so sore O sensless man have feeling of thy sin Or else thou'lt feel that God is not within Another member hath Jehovah given Using all helps to bring this man to heaven On either side of th' head hath set an Ear That either side the Spirit of God may hear Then hear this Spirit which loudly crieth on thee Lest thou too late mayst cry Good Lord help me Thou knowst that God hath promised all to hear That call on him then do not thou forbear But call in time lest it may prove too late When death hath deem'd deep hell to be thy fate Doth not God send a tinkling in thy ears To make thee think 't is th'passing bell thou hears O do not stop thy ears from this sweet bell For it may help to stop thy way to hell Say hast not heard thy sins oft-times reproved And notwithstanding thou thy sins hast loved Remember Adam he heard Evahs voyce And left his seed by it no cause rejoyce Then stop thy ears against the Syrens song For sweetest singers often lead to wrong But ope them wide unto thy Saviours cry And then fear not he 'll not thy suit deny But then must thou leave off thy pleasing sin Or else be sure thy sâ—ul is lost within But there is nothing that is in mans power Without the help of his good Saviour Then to him to him to him freely go And be not thou put off from him with no But fall down flat upon thy bended knees And nere rise up till such time he shall please To call thee thence and shew to thee the way Wherein with safety thou mayst walk and stay But 'fore thou art able to accomplish this Which is no doubt a perfect heavenly bliss Thou must repent thee of thy former sin And horrid life which thou hast lived in And that being done from th' bottom of thy heart With resolution nere from him depart Nor be orecome as hereto thou hast bin With willing mind to commit any sin Assure thy self he will thy prayers hear And to thy soul he will himself appear And yield thee comfort from the heavens above Even from thy Saviour who is God of love Then mayst thou think that there is hope of rest In him by whom thou shalt be ever blest For only by him and by him alone Thou must have rest or rest there will be none Then since thou knowst where rest is to be had Be not dismayd in any sort with dread But let him always be to thee a guide And stand resolv'd thou never from him slide But have a care to keep him in thy mind And then be sure that thou shalt ever find That saving health thou didst in heart desire If thou doe it with heart and soul require Without all fear of any opposition Of that most hellish and most wicked Legion For if thy blessed Saviour be but there Assure thy self be will not come thee neare But if that Christ shall once but turn his back Then look about thee have care be not slack For if thou be then thou shalt surely find That he will quickly enter on thy mind And if by cunning he get in a foot Thou art not able get his body out But he 'll have all and then he there will dwell Untill he draw thee down with him to hell Then he thou carefull of thy inward mind To fixe it always on thy Saviour kind And then fear not but well assured be He 'll keep it during all eternity For now I find what I have so long sought That th' only cause of my unruly thought Is want of constant setling them on thee On whom they alwayes solely ought to be Since I now know that never sin was seen Which to this wicked thought did not prevene For first 't is hatched in my barren brain Before in heart it can come to remain And thence it spreads it self to every part Because that all the whole man should feel smart For doubtless know that every several sence Shall suffer deeply without penitence For every part of pain participate Of weal or woe of love or else of hate Then keep a good guard of thy outward thought Lest ought may enter in it whâ—ch is nought For there will Satans battry first begin To bring thy body into deadly sin Then look thy guard be watchful good strong That it may always walk with thee along To give thee warning of thy enemy That thou mayst ay be ready from him sly For few that strive do obtain victory And to some strong force do thou thee betake Ev'n him alone who dy'd for thy sins sake And will safe keep thee unto thy lives end But then must thou thy life on earth amend Else little hope that he will keep thee free From this deceitfull watchfull enemy Then give thy heart unto thy God alone For he 'l have that or else he will have none Nay give him all ev'n all whats'ere thou hast For what he wants be sure thou dost but wast And more then so for that which he hath not Shall surely fall to Satans only lot Seeing he is watchfull ever ready prest To thrust himself into thy bony breast If that thy Saviour be not biding there And therefore see that thou my soul do nere Depart from out Christs blessed company For if thou dost assure thy self to dy Since Satan he is always at the dore To enter there if that thy Saviour Be out of th' way and therefore have a care That Satan nere have power to enter there For if he do then sure thou art but gone Seeing Christ will all or else he will have none Then giv 't him giv 't him give thy Saviour all And never lin but to him heart'ly call That he will please this all of thine accept Which he alone with his right hand hath kept Out Satans power who hath so long led thee Untill this time from thy very infancy So now full time from this foul Fiend to flie Or else nere look to live but look to die For death 's the best that he is able give To any of them who in their sins do live So if thou purpose now to prevent death It must be done whilst thou on earth hast breath For when thy life upon this earth is done Then doth that dreadfull day of judgment come And 't is decreed that all must undergo Their latest doom which is or Come or Go And that pronounc'd thou mayst of this be sure Or weal or wo shall then for ay endure And after that decree is done and past There is no hope it can be ere reverst Then pray that this may be thy finall doom Bless'd of the Lord do thou unto