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A47081	Mercy triumphing over judgement or, A warning for Sabbath-breakers Published for Gods glory and the benefit of all true Christians. By me Thomas Jones, of the City of Hereford. Who for prophaning the Lords Day was [m]ost miraculously strucken by the hand of God, and ut[te]rly depriv'd of all my senses, for the space of 4 years; [an]d now by his great mercy (upon my hearty repen[ta]nce) being perfectly restored to my former health, I [w]as moved to set forth this ensuing relation, as a testi[m]ony of my thankfulnesse to God for his fatherly [ch]astisement; and that all others by my example, may [b]e deterred from so hainous an offence as Sabbath-breaking.	Jones, Thomas, of Hereford.	1641 (1641)	Wing J993A; ESTC S103195	21,118	49

MERCY TRIUMPHING OVER ●UDGEMENT OR A WARNING FOR SABBATH-BREAKERS Published for Gods glory and the benefit of all true Christians BY me Thomas Jones Of the City of Hereford Who for prophaning the Lords Day was ●o t miraculously strucken by the hand of God and ut●…ly depriv'd of all my senses for the space of 4 years ●…d now by his great mercy upon my hearty repen●●nce being perfectly restored to my former health I as moved to set forth this ensuing Relation as a testi●ony of my thankfulnesse to God for his fatherly ●●astisement and that all others by my example may ●e deterred from so hainous an offence as Sabbath-●reaking 1 Cor. 10.11 Now all these things happened for examples Therefore remember that yee keepe holy the Sabbath day Exod. 20.8 London Printed by E. P. for Iohn Wright the Younger dwelling 〈…〉 Goe little Booke present thy selfe Cum Privilegio THE PROLOGUE BEloved Christians before I was punished for my sins I followed mine owne wayes but now I desire to keepe the commandements of my God therefore I will first relate unto ●u in Prose the manner of my chastisement and what I con●eive to be the cause wherefore I was afflicted Vpon the Lords ●ay or Sabbath called Whitsunday in the yeare 1624. I disobayed the Lord and violated that great day in Cursing Swearing Drinking and keeping of bad company making an Alehouse or a worse place my chiefest Sanctuary all that day from which time my memory was taking from me for seaven weekes that I could never since remember any thing I did ●eing eight dayes after that offence committed in perfect health and cannot conceive how I spent the next Lords day but on Trinity-monday riding to a wedding my horse slumbled in a plaine greene way and cast me from off his backe upon a stone where as I am enformed was scarce another stone to be seene for halfe a mile thence was I carried home to the Priory of Brecknock as dead and lay as one languishing for a weeke having a Physitian and a Chyrurgion with me but could not agree where the fracture was for outwardly there was no wound to be seene neverthelesse the Sirgeon conceiving where the fracture was and that I might dye within three dayes if the braine had not vent immediatly made an incision in the Temples on the right side of my head and cutting all the Veine in that place I bled by report six or seaven quarts of blood before the veines stopt bleeding yet at the seaven weekes end I was almost recovered of that desperate wound and my memory came to me againe but how when or where I was thus chastised I know not nor whether I felt any paine when I was so grievously wounded and cured I could not nor can I remember onely my violating or prophaning the Lords day before declared I did and doe as yet remember which made me demand of the Surgeon and others that were about me at the seaven weekes end how long it was since Whitsuntide And being commanded in a dreame to give an account of the Talent which was given me since I repented for violating the Lords day I have made bold to present these my endeavours to your charitable censures not doubting but if the rest of my Talent were manifest to the world it would be pleasing to God and man most beneficiall and usefull for this Kingdome and fit for all young Clearkes Schollers and Artificers who understand not the Latine Tongue which I wanted my selfe before my Lord and Master corrected me To the VVorshipfull and worthily honoured HERBRT PRISE Esquire one of the Queenes Majesties Gentlemen Sewers To his Vertuous Religious and Zealous Wife the Lady Goditha Prise heretofore one of the maids of her Majesties privy Chamber and to their onely Child Mistresse Henriete Maria Prise one of her Majesties GOD Daughters MOst blessed three one God Divinity Protect thy number sacred Trinity To whom I prostrate here thy gift my will Grant them O Lord the peace of Conscience still True honours grace thou knowst I as a Bird Escapt the Foulers snare when death was fear'd My braines being chrusht my Temples crackt I fled From thence and by a blessed Angell led The Spirit of grace my faith my hope reviv'd And for these seaventeene yeares hath me repriv'd From death to shew the world Gods gift this Story That Sabbath-Breakers might behold my glory And Gods elect may see the reason why I was so plung'd in dreadfull misery The truth it doth declare at large and how Upon repentance God doth mercy show This gift is his which humbly I present In hope you 'l please t' accept the good intent Of him who praise Your honoured dayes May Zealous be Eternallie His life is yours While heart endures THOMAS JONES Anagram Herbert Prise her ripe Brest An Acrostick on his name An Acrostick on his Anagram in the last words of these Lines invented by the Author H He made his mothers brest full ripe in Her Ever she hopes her ripe brest will not Erre Religious Zeale within her brest doth Raigne Brest ripe in him all vice he doth Refraine Enrich his heart most wise his Faith In crease Ripe is his Brest his Soule the Heav'ns would Please The she ripe brest her Piety Exceeds Parting her Zeale to him in him it Breeds Rule Lord his heart and make his fortunes Rise In all respects before great Monarchs Eyes Send him true health true wealth and let him See Each sev'rall good descendeth downe from Thee H E E R R B R E I R P T E P B R R I E S S E T The Capitalls beginning shewes his name Those in the ends declares his Anagram Goditha Prise Praise thy God An Acrostick on her name An Acrostick on her Anagram G Great Mountaines stoope let Cedars have the Praise O're Hills o're Dales Gods glory they doe Raise Deepe Seas and Flouds the Sunne doth oft Annoy In ev'ry place the Sun 's the Cedars Joy Then Praise thy God brave Cedar truly Send Him thy best sap his blessings hath no End All blessed pow'rs whose Patience man doth Try Powre down your grace on her Praise God on Hye Rare Cedar blest Gods Heav'nly shade Intreat Immortall Tree most blest most high most Great Spread forth and Praise thy God thou art his Owne Extoll his name who sends all blessings Downe P O R D A I J T S H E A T P H R I I G S O E D The Capitalls beginning shewes her name Those at the ends declares her Anagram Anagram Henriete Maria Prise I remaine the aspirer An Acrostick on her name H Here is that Cedars Branch whose name aspire Exalted by a Queene what Subject higher Now Praise thy God sweet branches Roote againe Rejoyce in him his love doth still remaine I saith the Lord will powre on them my grace Even I will shield this Branch in ev'ry place Th' immortall life that comes in ev'ry bud Encrease her strength and feed her with thy

desp'rate bloody wound There he the vaines did cut then as a flood Did issue thence abundance of my blood In streames it ran till I had lost my breath Then all men fear'd that I should bleed to death Yet after I six quarts or seaven did bleed My blood did stop and I from paine was freed Then did my worthy Master send againe To divers Shires a Surgeon to obtaine Who had more skill for I was growne most weake Languish I did they thought I could not speake Thus I remain'd a weeke they say and more In wofull case impatience made me rore With me the Surgeon and Physition staid Expecting still to have more skilfull aid Now when 't was thought that I was almost spent A skilfull Surgeon unto me God sent Out of Glamorganshire from thence he came By chance Iohn Nichols was the Surgeons name Who when he saw how ghastly I did lye He said I was past hopes to live but dye I should ere it were long and thought it best For to with-hold his skill and not molest My lingring life which made my Master grieve And thence returne and say he cannot live If he no skill will shew he needs must dye But if his best he doth what remedy Then when my Masters griefe and feare was past Unto the Surgeon he thus said at last Be pleas'd I pray to let him dye with skill That 's all I crave for God must have his will The Surgeon then unto my Chamber turn'd Where many fear'd and hop'd and wept and mourn'd Then did he raise me up small hopes I have Saith he death I doe smell his life I cannot save Yet in the name of God he did begin To view the wound which I had for my sin God out of ill drawes good and who doth know If unto him the Lord will mercy show While that he breathes saith he in hope I live That God in mercy will assistance give To what I undertake I must confesse Ten thousand in the world are kil'd with lesse A stroake upon the Temples of the head Without a wound or fracture strikes men dead Therefore my brother Surgeon shewd his skill Whose aid I crave I shall applaud him still If in the head the fracture were not found Before this time he had beene in the ground In Brecknockeshire he lives one of his name Did live in Hereford and dy'd with fame He was a noted Surgeon of account Who to the seat of justice there did mount When I a Schoole-boy was he then was Maior And ore the Citty swaid in justice chaire His name was Thomas Williams there approv'd For knowledge wit and skill of all belov'd My Surgeon here is of that name and nature Ordain'd of God to make me live Gods creature And here on earth his servant would I be To blaze his love and mercy unto me This dreadfull newes to Hereford did come Which struck my brother friends and mother dumbe Then she who never thought to visit Wales God did appoint to mount those hils and dales If any were within that sad short way She did not them respect with delay She and my brother came with speed to see What dire mischance had happened unto me Oh! for my sins is was on God blest day For which my Conscience makes me fast and pray His Sabbath I prophaned sundry times But specially I grieve for all those crimes I did on Whitsunday declar'd before Which caus'd the Lord to punish me so sore Wherefore with heart and soule I dayly pray That I may truely keepe his Sabbath day Lord make the world detest that great offence And let all Christians have that spirituall sence The Surgeon whom God sent began to try His hopefull skill my wound he did unty The sharpe incision made he open layd Which made my friends the lookers on affraid Saying with feare if more blood this man spill He needs must dye yet doth he dye with skill Then he replyd thinke you my skill so small VVhat ere I doe there shall not much blood fall From him my flesh he scar'd as he thought good And with his fingers still he stopt the blood My skin he flaid and did raspe out that bone Which in my temples cract upon a stone But by Gods providence and Surgeons skill A spoonfull more of blood he did not spill The bone wraspt up it smeld egregiously And ore the braine he said three skins did lye ●f each of them were putrify'd then he May linger yet but long he cannot be Alive two tainte where the third was not With putrifaction stain'd blemish or spot Whereat my friends and Surgion did rejoyce ●n hope the Lord my God did heare the voice Of some that prayd yet they an alteration Feard which fell beyond mans expectation For God himselfe which did my flesh torment Reviv'd my soule and made my heart repent Then in the morne before the breake of day The Surgeon sent to see how quiet I lay My loving friends who watcht with me that night With courteous words againe did him requite Surely said they the Surgeon hands are blest For since his fall he tooke not so much rest The former Surgeon his attendance gave And all things brought which he desir'd to have Their care their paines their love did still abound They griev'd they fear'd they hop'd I mercy found With God and when they hopes of life did see They prais'd the Lord and each one prayd for me Then did they view my dreadfull wound againe And order gave what meats I should refraine And when my grievous wound they view and drest The Surgeon God did send made this request Cause I have many patients here and there And my long absence might put them in feare I pray be pleas'd sith feare of death is past That unto them againe I now may hast His brother Williams he would leave with me For under God he sav'd your life said he Had not he found the fracture in the head And an incision made you had beene dead Before this time therefore you live to God All comes from him he smote you with his rod These words my Masters pleas'd my friends also Who said to him you know your time to goe Let us not hinder you goe when you please For God appointed you to give him ease After which time he two dayes more did stay But then with speed he seem'd to post away The former Surgeon then his skill did shew But how this wound I had I did not know For after I abus'd the Sabbath day I did remaine in health a weeke they say And more but all that time I cannot tell What ere I did being then both sound and well Nor six weekes after I was hurt alas Nothing I know nor how it came to passe But by relation I will make it knowne Wherefore Gods judgement was upon me showne It was for mine offence seven weekes before Which still I doe remember but no more Saving those things I did