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

the end of these Mens days 16 Sure on High thou do'st them set That their fall may be more great In a moment they come down Headlong in destruction 17. O those Horrours that possess Their sad Souls who can express Sins like Furies on each hand In most dreadful Forms do stand 18. Thou shalt make their Shaddow fly In the twinkling of an Eye Riches Pleasures and their All Vanish and to nothing fall 19. Then what Folly was 't in me To conceive a slight from thee Like a Beast to show dislike VVhen thy Rod did friendly strike 20. For thou had'st a careful Eye Over me partic'larly Free from danger did I stand By thine All-protecting hand 21. Thou shalt me most safely lead Through those troubles which I dread Bringing me to great Renown And a never-fading Crown 22. Than thy Self I do not know Any God that can do so Thou the God art whom I love Other Gods I don't approve 23. For I find thou ever art VVhen Afflictions seize my Heart Always to me a strong Fort Whereunto I may resort 24. As for those who put their trust In another 't is but just That they should for ever dye For their base Apostacy 25. But for me I will adhere Lord to thee while I am here And excite Men to a Sense Of thy gracious Providence PSALM 49. HEar all ye People my Discourse will be A Meditation fit for each degree I 'll treat of Wisdom that both Rich and Poor May gather Knowledg from her immense Store When Death and the Distempers of old Age Knock at my Door to leave this earthly Stage Wherefore should I repine and show more Love To this low Mansion than that blest above Where I shall far more lasting Treasures find In value greater than those left behind They who in Riches trust and do adore Within their Iron-Shrines their Idol Oar Cannot with it themselves or others save From the close Hug of the respectless Grave Riches were never known to have that strength To rescue Men from Death they must at length Turn to their Mother Earth from whence they all Had their first Birth and back again must fall The VVise this Fate as well as Brutish have Death takes not one and doth the other leave Yet do these Wretches live as if they were Exempt in this same Doom to bear a share They heap up Riches but their Treasures will Fly from their own and others Coffers fill For dye they must and when they dye who knows But all their Stores go to enrich their Foes Yet their Possessions by their Names they call And fondly think their Dwellings firmly shall Last while the World remains their Heirs we see Have the same thoughts of their Posterity But Death will come where in the Grave that hold They all must lye as Flocks together fold Until the Resurrection of the Just Who with the Lord that day in Judgment must Help to condemn them Lord I hope that Morn Thou wilt my Temples with a Crown adorn As for the Honours and the large encrease Of the Ungodly and his short-liv'd peace None should be troubled for that dismal night In which he sets his Glories take their flight Though while he liv'd he thought himself most blest And said unto his Soul ' Soul take thy rest ' For I have laid me up a lasting Store ' Of Wealth Honour which the World adore ' These high will raise me on the Wings of Fame ' And give me here a never-dying Name ' But when Death comes in that same needful day ' These like deceitful Friends will slip away ' Nor can they as thou think'st an Arch of praise ' Upon their Airy-Bottoms for thee raise ' Nothing but heav'nly Wisdom can ensure ' Praises unto thy Name which shall endure ' Wisdom which for the future doth take care ' And seeks for Treasures which immortal are ' Man that in Honour in Wealth doth grow ' And understands not whence these Blessings flow ' Than the dumb Beasts doth no more Wisdom show Such Fools as he shall never have a sight Of those eternal Joys of the upright PSALM 78. ATtend ye Sons of Jacob I 'le unfold To you those Parables our Fathers told To us that we should to our Children show What mighty deeds God did for Isr'el do That all succeeding Ages may sing forth His noble Acts the greatness of his Worth This duty God did lay on Israel And strictly charge they should their Children tell That Generations which were yet unborn Might know the wondrous-Work of their return And not his Mercies and his Judgments scorn And like their Fathers slight his easie Yoke Contemn this God and other Gods invoke The Ephramites well Arm'd with Swords and Bows Able to Conquer fled before their Foes And why they did forsake their chiefest stay Forgot the Wonders done the other day How God had brought them out of Pharoah's Land From their hard Tasks by his All-conqu'ring hand The Sea divided and the Waters round As Bulwarks stood they past through on dry ground A Cloud did Vail them as they walk'd by day I' th' night a Firy-Pillar show'd the way He water'd them as Shepheards do their Flocks Not in hew'n-Cisterns but from unhew'n Rocks Streams from those craggy-Pyramids did flow And step by step did with his Isr'el go Yet still they murmur'd as they did before And with fresh Sins provok'd him more more They quarrell'd God and did his care distrust They ask'd for Meat not for their wants but Lust Can God say they here furnish us a Table Of Flesh and Bread he can't he is not able 'T is true he quench'd our thirst from yonder Rock But where 's the Flesh to feed his hungry Flock When God heard this his wrath like Fire did burn His long-try'd Mercy did to anger turn Because they disbeliev'd what he had done And gave no credence to 's Salvation Though he had shown such tokens of his Love By op'ning all the Clouds of Heav'n above And raining Manna that they all might eat That heav'nly-Bread he gave them for their Meat He fill'd and fed them with the Angels Food And as the Waters when they make a Flood Come tumbling down so Flesh showr'd on the ground Vast heaps of Quails did all their Camps surround Yet though at their requests he sent this Meat They disbelieve him still and murm'ring eat Then was his Anger kindled and the Chief Of all their Tribes he slew for disbelief Though Plagues throughout their Camps like Lightning run Their hearts were stubborn and they would not turn But still they Sinn'd and sinning did declare They'd not believe in vain his Wonders were Therefore their Rebel-lives he made them waste In that same place but two escap'd at last But when exemplar punishments did fall They then return'd and on their God did call Then they acknowledg'd that they were his Flock He was their Saviour and their mighty Rock Their Tongues did

the env'ous-Crowd the Judg calls out The blessed Jesus questions him about His Servants and his Doctrin why he taught In Corners that which such dissention wrought Jesus reply'd what from my Lips hath fell Most of this Nation can inform thee well In the Assembly of the Jews have I Publish'd that Faith for which I now must dye Ne're in forbidden Corners did I sneak But in their Temples publickly I spake If these my Words no Credit can command Ask them the Truth of this who here do stand At this a Serjeant who was standing near Up with his impious Fist and on the Ear Gave him a rude Salute asking him why Unto the Judg he talk'd so saucily Jesus reply'd if I have spoken ill Prove then the Crime but if no words have fell VVhich do deserve such a rebuke from thee How comes it then to pass thou smitest me Now Annas who no Pow'r had to declare Judgment except the Sev'nty present were Fast bound unto the House of the High-Priest To be examin'd sent the ever-Blest Him follows Peter and his dearest John The rest were trembling to their Houses gone This last Disciple was to Cajaphas known He with his Fetter'd Master ' mongst the rest Enters the Palace of the Jews High Priest But missing Peter in the num'rous Rout Who at the Door stood Sorrowing without Unto the Maid he goes at his request Simon admittance had among the rest It being cold within the Palace-Hall A Fire was made the Souldiers round it all Stood warming of themselves by the Hearths side The pensive Peter stood while Christ was try'd By a Divine-Impulse a Damsel goes And Simon asks Art thou not one of those Who serv'd this Jesus whom they here have brought The daunted Servant said he knew him not He who but even now had drawn his Sword In the Defence of his beloved Lord That matchless Courage by a Maid alone VVas made to tremble and his Lord disown The Lamb of Life who a long time had been Under the snaring Test o' th' Sanhedrim VVhen they perceiv'd from his own Mouth they could Not force the least unwary word that would Give a pretence to bring his Death about False Witnesses the murd'rous Villains sought Sev'ral there came who sundry things did bring But none of weight nor two that vouch'd one thing At length a Pair of daring-Rogues were found VVhose Souls ne're felt a penitential-Wound That said This Man affirm'd Do you destroy The Temple which is now all Isr'els Joy And from the Ground again I 'le eas'ly raise Its Head as now it stands within three days Then from his Seat arose the Jews High-Priest With Eye-brows knit and Eyes which Rage confest Demanding sternly what his Silence meant VVhether he Guilty was or Innocent But Jesus held his peace which when he saw That from his Mouth his Threats could nothing draw Cloathing his Face with a more peaceful Look To a more cunning Wile himself betook Adjuring him by a most sacred Oath The living God to tell the naked Troth Whether the Christ he were the Great God's Son Who from the Clouds in Glory should come down Jesus whose Tongue was never us'd to Lye Knowing the hour of his Death drew nigh Confest he was the same and likewise told That he whom now they did with Scorn behold They Reassum'd into the Heav'ns should see And Thron'd on the right Hand of Majesty As visibly as at the Gen'ral-Doom By those dire Judgments which on them should come Then Cajaphas his Cloaths with Fury rent And to 's embosom'd Hellish-Flames gave vent What farther need is there of Proof said he Since we have heard this horrid Blasphemy Your Judgments Sirs Doth he deserve to Dy The Vote was Death and that deservedly Then Jesus forth into the Hall was brought Unto the Souldiers to be set at naught Upon whose Face the dev'lish Monsters spit And on his sacred Sides their Cudgels split Hood-Winck'd they Beat him on the Muffled-Face And bid him Proph'cy who the Smiter was All the out-ragious Cruelties that Men Could Muster up were Executed then On the most inn'cent Lamb until the Light Drew back the Curtains of that grizly-Night Peter who boldly once resolv'd to Dye The worst of Deaths rather than Christ deny Who once already by the Fire-side The ever-Blest had cowardly denyed And still there senseless stood and saw the Jews The Worlds great Ransom barbarously abuse Was by a Maid again amid'st the Throng Ask'd if he did not unto Christ belong But he although forewarn'd disown'd once more His lovely Service as he did before One of the High-Priests Servants who was near Rely'd to Malchus that had lost his Ear To the forgetful Peter came said he Art thou not one of those which I did see With this Man in the Garden tell me now Simon for-swore it then the Cock did Crow When at that instant Jesus cast an Eye Upon his Servant who immediately Struck both with Shame and Sorrow forth did go And by his Tears his true Repentance show Thirsty for Blood just at the dawn of Day The Sanhedrim triumphingly away Their Pris'ner Led unto the Pretor's Hall Come to the Door they did for Pilate call Within the Hall they would not set a Foot Fondly conceiting that they should pollute Themselves in mingling with the Heathen there Being they were to eat the Passover Pilate inform'd that at his Palace-gate A great Convention of the Jews did wait To speak with him that they had Jesus brought Straight he arose and to the Jews came out Jesus presented Pilate ask'd the Jews What was the Crime for which they did accuse Him whom they brought what evil he had done Mov'd by a furious Zeal the Scribes begun To tax him of Sedition and that he Stirr'd up the People to a Mutiny How that his Doctrin was against their Laws And that no Tribute due to Caesar was That he declar'd himself the Christ to be And saying so spoke horrid Blasphemy He proudly vaunted that he was their King And Death did merit for that only thing Therefore they all made it their earnest Suit That this Seducer he would Execute Pilate perceiving more of Rage to be In their request than ought of Piety Take him said he and by your own Law try Whether he doth deserve to Live or Dye Thou know'st said they the Romans of this Right Which once we had have now depriv'd us quite Leaving no pow'r in us to punish those With Death who have transgrest against our Laws To thee we come and e're we 'll stir from hence We do expect thou 'lt Judg this Man's offence Back to the Judgment-Hall the Pretor went Seated within the dreadful Chair he sent One for the Pris'ner who was straight brought in With whom th' imperious Judg did thus begin Tell me said he art thou the King o' th' Jews Jesus reply'd do they without accuse Me of this Crime or doth this Question spring From thy own Brain to say I am