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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A06971	The teares of the beloued: or, The lamentation of Saint Iohn, concerning the death and passion of Christ Iesus our sauiour. By I.M.	Markham, Gervase, 1568?-1637.	1600 (1600)	STC 17395; ESTC S109860	14,592	41

of old sweete Esay did foretell And when thy pangs appeard fresh to approch Thou hadst a care foes should not vs reproch Attend ye pastors that your flocke should feede How that our Lord did say he none had lost Your charge is great ye dayly prayer neede To cheere those soules bought with so royall cost They are Christs flocke his blood thē bought indeed My lambs good Peter O my sheepe still feed Before that Peter heard these words thrise tolde He was couragious ere he saw the fight His sword he drew like to a champion bolde And Malchus eare he cutteth off outright Into thy sheath thy sword put vp let be Shall I not drinke that cup preparde for me Thus said our Lord who by this checke so kinde Would take from Peter his no small offence From priuate men the vse of sword to binde Except that Kings arme subiects for defence And for Religion gladly should we fight That cause is good and God will aide the right But Peters fault appeareth now the more For sharpe reuenge belongeth vnto God Too saucie he Gods taske to take therefore Him to resist is to procure his rod For spirituall warre are weapons of that kinde Search we the word and there we shall them finde And now the band the captaine with the rest Our Sauiour tooke and fast they do him binde His inward griefe I moand now is exprest The outward anguish that my Lord did finde They had no might his person to assaile He suffred them and then they did preuaile Not one but many then began their spight Inflam'd with wrath incensed with great yre Their masters would them now in blood delight And they deuise how to increase that fire If high estates against Religion frowne They shall haue mates to cast it hedlong downe Ah wicked Iudas this was thy consent Vsing all meanes that might our Lord betray Lay holde on him were words with fury bent No maruayle then if these from reason stray Thy words and workes so treasonfull descry Vnder greene grasse a serpent foule may lye The father in law of Caiphas was the first Annas I meane to whom my Lord was led He and the other ye all for blood did thirst Not one I saw as yet with pittie sped Their violent wrongs proued so huge a streame Suppressing right their dealing was extreame There I espied how cruelty with deceight Had this pretence to stop the common fame Matters of slate and those of no small weight Were laid to Christ for which they do him blame Their high account which all in them esteeme Must beare then out whatsoe're men should deeme Besides let Christ with wisdome him defend And them confute this they did all agree The Romanes should his life soone bring to end Thus were they bent no more to set him free Here may ye see the force of Enuyes spight Glutted with gall and doth in death delight Caiphas was he to Iewes that counsell gaue How it vvas meete that one for them should dye A visage fowle a vizor faire doth craue Sathan vvould not that all his craft should spy Oh such preuaile oft times vvho faire pretend But giue me him that faithfull proues in end I do not muse so much how natures kinde Appeareth changed in so corrupt a man For God I know euen from his foes will finde Matter of worth fit for his will to scan So Balaams Asse against his proper kinde Once checkt his Lord when he remained blinde There was no cause O Caiphas thou shouldst feare How that our Lord would take from thee thy state This Lambe of God which all our sinne did beare Did much abhor his extreame foes to hate Malicious man whom Enuy so did blinde To vrge his guilt in whom no guilt ye finde Peter did follow so did I like case But I was knowne and went into the hall Without stoode Peter then I left my place And had great care my fellow in to call I spake to her who there the dore then kept To shew him fauour who in boldly stept The selfe same woman vnto Peter said Of this mans schollers art thou not now one The fearefull man to lye was not afraid Boldly to say of them that he was none Art thou the man which with our Lord wilt dye And all in haste dost flatly him deny The officers and seruants of that place Stoode there also for they had made a fire The extreame cold with heate away they chace Peter and they to warme themselues desire It 's not amisse Gods graces should be vsed So in the vse his grace be not abused Then the high priest doth these two things propound Vnto sweete Iesus of his disciples first Next of his doctrine two demaunds profound The vvolfe vvas dry and after blood did thirst The hypocrite one thing in shew doth minde But is another in his proper kinde Our Sauiour said nothing of vs at ●●l One him betraid another him denide The rest did slee from Christ being in thrall Small was the solace in so sad a tide And for his doctrine the vvorld might testifie What Truth he taught was spoken openlie The Synagogue and Temple for resort To all the Iewes ye euery one can tell Who did me heare let such of me report Aske these I pray and then thou shalt do vvell Herein Christ moued him vvho did faire pretend Vnmasking his malice and his doctrine did defend Note the proceeding in a cause vniust An officer there smote Iesus with his rod Our high priest thus to answere now thou must O great oppression hatefull indeed to God! Such blinde presumption mortall man to please So great outrage the highest to disease If I quoth Iesus haue spoken that is ill Then witnes beare vnto the ill thy selfe But for good speech thy sury to fulfill Why smitest thou me what is it hope of pelfe For earthly gaine men oft times runne astray For stoare of gold men will whole lands betray Annas had now Christ bound to Caiphas sent And Simon Peter stoode himselfe to warme Thus to and fro they lead the innocent Who still did good must suffer extreame harme But Peter once being tangled in the snare The second time to deny our Lord doth dare What not content our Life twise to deny For high priests seruant and a kinseman neere To Malchus said Did I thee not espie With Christ in garden 't is a case most cleere Peter euen then denied our Lord againe Fraile is our flesh if faintnes we retaine The crowing cocke must Peter put in minde Of his offence for thus our Sauiour said And he remembring Sathan did him blinde Poasteth away his guilt made him afraid He that euen now a firme faith could not keepe Pries for a place with bitternes to weepe And now they lead Christ to the common hall For day appear'd high priests not thither went For being defil'd yet were to sinne a thrall And for to eate the Passouer they ment See how great sinners not

ventured life from death to set vs free His bitter pangs what pen or wit can tell My Lord indured th' extreame paines of hell Cast we our sight on one that parteth hence Striuing for life when soule away must poast In such we see cleane gone to be their sence They yeld to that which cleareth euery coast So when that death his message pale hath done He sweeps all hence and thus the fort is wonne Or thinke thou standst this present at the barre Before the iudge that pryes into thy blame Thou knowst thy guilt thy discord makes the iarre Thy sinnes preuaile forcing thy vtter shame The irefull iudge begins with angry frowne And e're he speake thy conscience casts thee downe O Sauiour sweete thou hadst thy proper sence With perfect health thou didst approch this place All furious fiends of hell thou driuedst hence Death hath no power thy godhead to deface The angry iudge thou needest not to feare Thou hadst no sinne and yet our sinne didst beare Our sinnes did force that far from natures reach These blooddy drops should still from our sweet head In these euen yet presumers he doth teach They be not bold the tract of hell to tread Lest all too soone they fall into the snare The angry iudge doth for his foes prepare These drops declare his inward sad lament For greater griefe no earthly tongue can tell They shew his loue to vs what good he ment He would we knew his griefe did farre excell Oh why do men delight with sinnes to dwell When sinnes do weigh the sinner downe to hell He gaue the checke to vs for former sleepe Graunting vs leaue of ease to take our fill That had no care in anguish him to keepe With good regard who suffred for our ill Behold quoth he of darknes now the hower Of Sonne of man sowle sinners haue the power Iudas that treason harbored in his brest Knew well that here our Lord did oft resort Vnto this place knowledge had wrought thy rest If all in time thou wouldst haue found comfort But murtherous wretch this onely did thee good Thou thirstie wert after th' innocent blood O monstrous change that from a friend of trust Thou art a fox and wilt thy friend betray Companion once and now mongst thieues to thrust As chiefest guide the spotlesse Lambe to fray Cannot great fauours cause thee to returne Thou wofull wretch at goodnes that dost spurne How many speeches tending to our health What feruent vowes he sent beyond the sky All wayes were sought still to procure our wealth His grace to none that would he did deny Might not his grace from treason thee reclaime But at his life thou traytour now wilt aime Ye couetous carles that for a little gaine Set soule to sale as though there vvere no hell Looke on this Iudas thinke vpon his paine His endlesse pangs all torments far excell The very fire the forged far doth passe And like hell fire no torment euer vvas Consider yet vvhile here vve haue a space What griefe it is to be exilde from God What ioy it is to view his pleasant face What paine it is to feele his heauie rod. Thrise happie they that cleaue vnto thy grace Thrise cursed they that will not life imbrace O vvretched man bereft of inward peace Commest thou arm'd vvith vveapons and vvith lights A cutthroate crew serue for thy shames increase Are these thy mates belike feare thee affrights A guiltie conscience brings a restlesse griefe Easlesse in ease finding no sound reliefe Thou stately citie of the highest King Fitting thy name that hadst the prince of peace Whilom whose praise the virgins faire did sing What time thy glory the chiefest did increace Thy famous temple deuotion that relieues Is now become a den for lothsome thieues And must thy rulers now their forces bend To send their seruants forth in all the haste To binde this lambe and then his blood to spend What do ye long to see your land lye waste All this was done the Scripture to fulfill Who can dissolue what God alone doth will In these we see that bring such weapons stoare How foes with might Gods children doe oppresse They haue no truth and as for iustice loare They likewise want which causes should redresse Trusting to flesh this stay as it is wurst So for this fault they are of God accurst Forward they march bringing along their light Their lanterns that a little light containe With other helpes to guide them in the night Vsing the lesse and from the great refraine To dim that light each one doth now prepare For light of world no whit at all they care Christ knowing well the secrets of mankind This instant sawe what should to him betyde Forward he goeth against the crue vnkind From whom he could haue parted cleane vnspyde Whom do ye seeke said he to me now tell Iesus of Nazareth said they and downe they fell This hath the taste of his most soueraigne might Who with a word could strike them to the ground Weake is mans power if God begin to fight His only breath can all his foes confound If slender touch huge mountaines maketh smoke How dates then man his Maiestie prouoke The harmlesse Lambe deuoide of sinfull spot Askes the offenders and doth them preuent Wanted they lawes was piety cleane forgot Should they not loue and keepe the innocent Yes yes they knew th'innocents blood would cry For sharpe reuenge against this carelesse fry Whom do ye seeke he verely did scorne Their fond attempt deriding all their force Yet offereth grace to men that were forlorne And sure he had euen of his foes remorce For from themselues he would they should confesse That weaponlesse he could their wrong represse Oh vvhen vve heare that of his francke accord Our God is good to his professed foes How kinde a good is this our soueraigne Lord Vnto his friends on vvhom he grace bestowes Oh loue this Well and Fountaine of all grace Tender his truth and all his heasts imbrace No vvhit dismaid Christ said Euen I am he Which ready speech prooueth he fear'd not death This holy Sauiour vvould his owne flocke free By suffring shame and stopping of his breath Learne courage hence Gods cause if vve defend He fights for vs that life for vs did spend Now Iudas stood vvith all this armed traine Like Bayard bold forecasting no mishap Vnto himselfe whereby he might refraine The further ill by falling in the trap Thus one vile sinne another sinne doth chaine Vntill it bring th' offender to his paine Whom do ye seeke the second time he said Iesus of Nazareth they say to him againe That I am he before I not denayd If me ye seeke from these I pray refraine This that the word fulfil'd might be he spake Of them thou gauest I will not one forsake Now louing Lord I thinke vpon this care Thou hadst for vs and I remember well Seeing thou alone to suffer didst prepare For so