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B06872 Thomas Law bell-man. His Christmass greeting to his masters of St. Giles Cripplegate, within the Freedom, presenteth his love and humble endeavours, as followeth. Law, Thomas, bellman. 1666 (1666) Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.4[110] 2,699 1

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THOMAS LAW BELL-MAN His Christmass Greeting to his Masters of St. Giles Cripplegate within the Freedom presenteth his Love and humble Endeavours as followeth I. For the King and Queen NN other Psalme this Morne I intend to sing But Lord thy prayers for our Sacred King And Sacred Consort his deserving Queen In which blest Union Lord as thou wert seen From whose consent in mercy it did proceed So let be seen thy mercy in their Seed That from the most deserving Loines of theirs The Kingdome may obtaine deserving Heires II. Our Royal Navy Lord Protect and bless and Crown their just endeavours w●th success To vindicate our Cause that justly goes Against our unjust and incroaching Foes Whose thundering Cannons from the Goodings-Sands Rings peals of terror to their Neighbouring Lands Who if they might would use him as they please Whom the Lord hath deputed o're the narrow Seas III. All you that on your bedds in safety lie Call to your mind that all th●ngs borne must dye And not the healthy'st of you all can say That he shall live a year a moneth a day And who knows but his glass so near is run That he may dye before this morning Sun IV. Fly man the vanity of being proud And think how near thou may'st be to thy shrowd Consider the condition of us right And frailty of our state by day and night Sleeping we death resemble and by day We are at best but walking lumps of clay V. The House-keeper would watch if he but knew What houre of the night the Thiefe would venter And doubtless so would ever one of you knew you the certaine hour when death would enter Strengthen our Souls Lord by thy gratious power That we may still keep watchful for that hour VI. All you that on your feeble Beds do lye Lift up your hearts and hands to God on high And so reflect upon the day of Doome What time our Saviour through the Clowds will come With Troops of Angels and with Trumpets call To give us summons and to judge us all VII After your sweet repose of nightly rest Collect and think on God who hath you blest And ere you do prepare your selves to rise Offer to him your Morning Sacrifice Of faithful Prayers that God may still persever His mercys towards you and forsake you never VIII VVhat a good Conscience still would man retaine Could he avoid all pleasures that are vaine If he could cast away all worldly care And only think on things that Heav'nly are And wholly trust in God what joy of mind ●…ould he possess what comfort would he find IX COnsider man with dilligence and care VVhat harmes thou may'st avoyd if thou beware VVhat comforts at Deaths pinch may thee befriend If alwayes thou be thinking on thy end And ever so endeavouring to live here Thou may'st at Death rather rejoyce then fear X. Death Masters doth not use to knock nor call But like a Thiefe he st●aleth ●n us all And merciless as h● is he puts us ●ill In hope of living when he means to kill Unhappy is that man that doth depend On Deaths Reprevement and n●glects his End XI Squalled and Meagre is the face of Death And known by the shortness of h●s breath He speaks to 〈…〉 word but kill Yet has this Death 〈◊〉 power one Soul to spill Grace makes the 〈…〉 Joyes aspire Or 〈◊〉 comm●… it to e●…●…al ●…re XII Doubtful and swift is 〈◊〉 in her course And Death takes all for better and for worse The rich and poor to him a●e all alike The weak and strong the healthy and the sick For the great Bridegroome then prepare thy heart And ha●g with mourning thy aspiring part Thy Soul which through a true repentance may Prevent some blushes on that Marriage day XIII VVe have no cause to wonder gentle friends Neither at timely nor untimely ends Death's common unto all both you and I And every living earthly thing must dye Swift time doth carry all things to destruction All natures frame is guilty of Corruption God grant we endeavour here whil'st we have breath Not to be guilty of the second death XIV This world 's a VVilderness all set with snares A Laberinth full of confuse● cares A Sea fill'd up with hos incensing Lusts Subject to all temptations hellish gusts Still raising billowes in our flesh and blood More dangerous and threatning then the Flood This gulfe hath founder'd many a barke of clay And many an Owner of them cast away XV. Note that the gentle Crafts-man makes his end He doth his threads to several lengths extend So are we drawn from the Clue of life To the Fates heedless and uneven knife Let us be careful then that we do spin Our threads of life without the knots of sin And God will sure in Deaths uncertaine doles Grant us good ends to benefit our Soules XVI Remember man the weakness of thy frame And humble thee to God who knows the same And unto him for grace and mercy call That thou may'st hope to rise but fear to fall XVII MAns life is like a bubble in a brook That 's broken in the twinckling of a look Or Globe upon a point perami●al That still on every side is like to fall Lay hould upon Repentance man renew Thy peace with God and for his mercy sue That in Deaths case and dismal times of danger Thou may'st not pass from hence to him a stranger XVIII Behould the grass so beautiful to sight Green in the morning and cut down e're night So suddenly man falleth to decay And withers in his flesh as grass to hay Then le● all Christians early and late Be truly mindful of our mortal state In gracefulness may we daily thrive And glory our mortality survive XIX Like to the withered leafe before the winde Vaine man on earth no resting place can find For wheresoere 〈…〉 nes his eare or eye He is encounter'd still with vanity How then must man order his resolution To obtaine rest by natures dissolution Beware man if thou unrepented fall Thy birth was better then thy burial XX. Uncertaine is the distance that we have Between the Womb that bare us and the grave Some as the Gourd of Ionas by the worme Are by Death strangl'd soon as they are borne Others perhaps bring seaventy years about Or live some longer date of Nature out But which of all come safest unto reft Not they who live the longest but the best XXI Although long life be a reward indeed By promise due to all obedient seed Yet 't is not th'age of old Mathusalem Can bring us safest to Ierusalem To which most happy they that mind their course But heedless Souls that do through Babels force Put their Conversions off from day to day The longer liv'd the more they loose their way XXII What Pestilence could not invite us to Nor cruel War compel our hearts to doe Londons sad chance may make us understand And tremble at the Rigor of Gods hand VVho with his flameing sword hath now at last Mow'd down her streets and lay'd her all to wast Sad case but far more sad to tempt Gods ire Or mind him not till he appears in fire XXIII No sooner hath Saint ANDREW crown'd November But Boreas from the North brings cold December And I have often heard a many say He brings the VVinter Moneth New Castle way For comfort here of poor distressed Soules VVould he had with him brought a Fleet of Coles LONDON Printed in the Year 1666.