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A sermon preach'd on the 30th of January vindicating King Charles the Martyr, and the keeping of the day by E.H. ; which may serve for an answer to Mr. Stephen's sermon preach'd on the 30th of January, before the honourable House of Commons.
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Hickeringill, Edmund, 1631-1708.
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applause of Justice and Devotion Herod who at one Draught quaff'd the blood of 14000 Infant Bethlemites and his own Sons among the rest lest the bloody cup should not be a brim-full potion of Horror Tyberius Nero Caligula Otho the second Julian Commodus cunctis Incommodus Domitian Dioclesian Charles the 9th of France and all those Monsters of Men that ever lived might here dull Truants in murdering Proficienties have gone to School and learnt new Lectures of Cruelty and Barbarism 'T was an Inhumane speech of Hannibal if true what 's storied of him that no Prospect did ever so much delight him as a Ditch which he once saw running over with Man's blood But it is too true that no Sight could please some Wretches but that of the effusion of an Innocent Man's Blood yea an Innocent King's Blood as if they did make choice of their Bits in their cruel Boulimy's The Blood of Goats will soften Adamants but the precious Royal blood did not has not and I fear does not yet Oh unhallowed Saints molisy your more Adamantine Hearts and seared Consciences 'T is Just with God to give you blood to drink for you are worthy Satia te sanguine quem sitisti would be but a due Retaliation to use David's words Scatter thou the People that delight in War What! Is not your insatiable Thirsts yet satisfied but as if the Sins that you have done were not Scarlet enough do you yet endeavour by more blood to crimson them to a deeper dye Nothing would satisfie Faresius the Pope's Champion but to ride his Horse up to the Saddle skirts in the blood of the Lutherans and do you cry down the Pope and yet avouch the cruelty of the worst of Popes by more dismal Paralells Do you make a Jest at Murder as that Queen Mother of France who viewing the fatal Landskip of the dead Carcases of her Protestant Subjects smiled and said It was the handsomest Piece of Tapistry she ever beheld 'T is a sad Conscience that can Joy at the thoughts of this days Mournful Remembrance otherwise than from the sense of Godly Sorrow at this days Sad Remembrance no good Man can Repent such a Repentance Have you no way to be Villanous enough except ye call Heaven to Witness and assist at such Unheard of Villanies Ye Sons of Cain must ye yet kill your Brethren and that for Devotion-sake Or with wicked Herod Pretend to Worship Mat. 2.8 when ye Intend to Murder him Cur bonificas why Trimmest thou thy way to seck Love and why dost thou yet Teach the wicked ones thy Ways Are you afraid that Dull Posterity should turn Truants to your skillful Massacres and not get your bloody Manuscripts by Heart that you even yet under the notion of Purity teach the wicked ones and the Innocent ones your ways when for all your Gospel sayings we know too well ye intend to practice no saying in the Gospel but that in Mat 21.38 This is the Heir come let us kill him and sieze upon his Inheritance How then canst thou say I am polluted Behold thy way in the Valley in the Golgotha to which these once flourishing Kingdoms have been reduced Let this Day reprove thee know what thou hast done For in thy skirts is found the blood of the Souls of the poor Innocents Jer. 2.34 I have not sound it upon secret search but upon all these yet thou sayest Because I am Innocent Behold the Revenger of the blood of his Martyrs will yet plead with thee because thou sayest I am Innocent Jer. 2.35 Nothing but Death could under the Law expiate Sins committed presumptuously Hebrew With a High hand Numb 15.30 Such as was this Concatenation of Villanies that fought neither with small nor great but only with the King of Israel Hunc ipsum Petimus as that Russian cryed who flew the great Gustavus Adolphus Oh Restore Restore your forfeited Loyalty Talk not of Reformation of the Church and State till you have first reformed your own disobedient and stubborn hearts first wash your bloody hands and gargle your slanderous Throats and then you need not blush when you speak of Reformation 'till this be done He is unpardonably credulous that will lend an Ear to your noise of the Gospel the Gospel Good Hearts It were very pretty if it were not painted but in earnest we may say by woful experience of your Cause as Salust says of Amelia Amelia Orestilla Praeter formam nihil unquam bonus laudavit There 's nothing skin-deep praise-worthy in it Bull-rush-like or Sepulchrelike or a Rose-tree in Autumn cecidit Rosa manet Spina when the flower is off how pitifully it looks Oh quantum haec Niobe Oh then every one that hears me this day upon this occasion of Lamentation rehearsing to us that of Lam. 5.16 The Crown is fallen from our Heads wo unto us that we have Sinned lay your Hands upon your Hearts and seriously empannel your Thoughts in this grand Inquest Have I so much as consented to the shedding the Blood of this Innocent Martyr or have I in any-wise approved of it or justified those that did it since tho' perhaps then unborn The very concealment of a Cheat was miraculously punished with Death Act. 5.10 and yet the Text does not say that Sapphira consented to it but only was Privy to it ver 2. and did not do her best to prevent It sure I am then this bloody Butchery must upon this Account be filed up for a National Sin as God has in Justice scored upon us for this Blood many National Plagues And if that be Scripture in Revel 9.21 God will yet appear rendring Vengeance to all such who have not repented of their Murthers nor of their Sorceries nor of their Fornications nor of their Thefts Oh that you that hear me this Day may be as the Posts of the Doors were by the Blood of the Paschal Lamb in that day of Slaughter so Washed by unfeigned Contrition in the Blood of the Lamb that when the destroying Angel shall yet make Inquisition for this Royal Blood he may pass over us Talk not of Religion 'till this be Done Pray no more 'till this be done bring no more vain Oblations 'till this be done For when ye spread forth your hands I will hide mine eyes from you saith the Lord yea when ye make many prayers I will not hear your hands are full of blood Isa 1.13 15. But deliver us from Blood-guiltiness O God thou God of our Salvation FINIS