affections in owe Such Toyes may work upon their timerous apprehensions when wholesome precepts faile and find no audience in their youthfull eares Tell not mee of Hell Devills or of damned soules to enforce me from those pleasures which they nickname sinne What tell ye mee of Law My soule is sensible of Evangelicall precepts without the needlesse and uncorrected thunder of the killiug Letter or the terrible periphrase of roaring Boanarges the teadiousnesse of whose language still determines in damnation wherein I apprehend God farre more mercifull then his Ministers T is true I have not led my life according to the Pharisaicall squire of their opinions neither have I found judgements according to their prophecies whereby I must conclude that God is wonderfully mercifull or they wonderfully mistaken How often have they thundred â—orment against my voluptuous life And yet I feele no paine How bitterly have they threatned shame against the vaunts of my vaine-glory Yet find I honor How fiercely have they preach'd destruction against my cruelty and yet I live VVhat Plagues against my swearing yet not infected What diseases against my drunkennesse and yet sound What danger against procrastination yet how often hath God been found upon the deathbed What damnation to Hypocrites yet who more safe What stripes to the ignorant yet who more scotfree What povertie to the slothfull yet themselves prosper VVhat falls to the proud yet stand they surest VVhat curses to the Covetous yet who richer VVhat judgements to the lascivious yet who more pleasure VVhat vengeance to the prophane the censorious the revengefull yet none live more unscourg'd VVho deeper branded then the Lyerâ—â— yet who more favor'd Who more threatned then the presumptuous yet who lesse punished Thus are wee foold and kept in awe with the strict fancies of those Pulpit-men whose opinions have no ground but what they gaine from popularitie Thus are wee frighted from the libertie of Nature by the politick Chimeraes of Religion whereby we are necessitated to the observing of those Laws whereof we find a greater necessitie of breaking BUt stay my soule there is a voyce that darts into my troubled thoughts which saith Because thou hast not kept my Lawes all the curses in this booke shall overtake thee till thou be destraoed Deut. 29. Deut. 29. 27. And the anger of the Lord was kindâ—ed against the land to bring upon it all the Curses that are written in this book 2 Chron. 34. 24. Thus saith the Lord Behold I will bring will upon this place and upon the inhabitants thereof even all the curses that are written in the booke Deut. 28. 15. But if thou wilt not hearken unto the vâ—yee of the Lord thy God to observe and doe all his Commandements and his statutes which I command thee this day all these curses shall come upon thee and overtake thee Bernard It is certaine thou must die and uncertaine when how or where seeing death is alwayes at thy 〈◊〉 Thou must if thou be wise â—lwayes be ready to die Bernard To commit a sinne is an humane frailtie to persist in it is a devillish obstinacy Bernard There are some who hope in the Lord but yet in vaine because they onely smooth and flatter themselves that God is mercifull but repent not of their sinne such confidence is vaine and foolish and leads to destruction PResumption is a sinne whereby wee depend upon Gods mercies without any warrant from Gods Word It is as great a sinne O my soule to hope for Gods mercy without Repentance as to distrust Gods mercy upon Repentance In the first thou wrongst his Iustice In the last his mercy O my presumptuous soule let not thy prosperitie in sinning encourage thee to sinne lest climbing without Warrant into his mercy thou fall without mercy into his judgement Be not deceived a long Peace makes a bloody Warre and the abuse of continued mercies makes a sharpe judgement Patience when slighted turnes to fury but ill-requited starts to vengeance Thinke not that thy unpunisht sinne is hidden from the eye of heaven or that Gods judgements will delay for ever The stalled Oxe that wallowes in his plenty and waxes wanton with ease is not farre from slaughter The Ephod O my desperate soule is long a filling but once being full the leaden cover must goe on and then it hurries on the wings of the wind Advise thee then and whilst the Lampe of thy prosperity lasts provide thee for the evill day which being come repentance will bee out of date and all thy prayers will finde no eare His Prayer GRatious God whose mercy is unsearchable and whose goodnesse is unspeakable I the unthankfull object of thy continued favours and therefore the miserable subject of thy continuall wrath humbly present my self-made misery before thy sacred Majestie Lord when I look upon the horridnesse of my sin shame strikes me dumb But when I turne mine eie upon the infinitnesse of thy mercy I am emboldned to poure forth my soule before thee as in the one finding matter for confusion so in the other Arguments for compassion Lord I have sinned grievously but my Saviour hath satisfied abundantly I have trespassed continually but he hath suffered once for all Thou hast numbred my transgressions by the haires of my head but his mercies are innumerable like the starres of the skie My sinnes in greatnesse are like the mountaines of the earth 〈◊〉 his mercy is greater then the heavens Oh if his mercy were not greater then my sinnes my sinnes were impardonable for his therefore and â—â—y mercies sake cover my sinnes and pardon my transgressions make my head a fountain of â—â—eares and accept my contrition O thou Well-â—â—ring of all mercie strengthen my resolution â—â—at for the time to come I may detest all sinne â—â—crease a holy anger in me that I may revenge my selfe upon my selfe for displeasing so gratious a Father Fill my heart with a feare of thy judgments and sweeten my thoughts with the meditation of thy mercies Goe forwards O my God and perfect thy own work in me and take the glory of thy owne free goodnesse furnish my mouth with the prayses of thy name and replenish my tongue with continuall thanksgiving Thou haâ—â— promised pardon to those that repent behold I repent Lord quicken my Repentance Thou mightst have made me a terrible example of thy justice and struck â—â—ee into hell in the height of my presumption but thou hast made me capable of thy mercies and an object of thy 〈◊〉 for thou art a gratious God of long-suffering and â—low to anger thy name is wonderfull and thy mercies incomprehensible Thou art onely worthy to bee praised Let all the people praise thee O God O let all the people praise thee Let Angels and Archangels praise thee Let the Congregations of Saints praise thee Let thy works praise thee Let every thing that breath's praise thee for ever and for ever Amen FINIS
nor slander'd like thy â—accusers They that censure thy Gnats swallow their owne Camels What if the luxuriant stile of thy discourse doe chance to strike upon an obvious Oath art thou straight hurried into the bosome of a Plague What if the custome of a harmelesse oath should captivate thy heedlesse tongue can nothing under sudden judgement seize upon thee What if anothers diffidence should force thy earnest lips into a hasty Oath in confirmation of a suffering Truth must thou be straightwayes branded with damnation Was Ioseph mark'd for everlasting death for swearing by the life of Egypts King Was Peter when hee so denied his master straight damn'd for swearing and for-swearingâ— O flatter not thy selfe my soule nor turne thou Advocate to so high a sinne Make not the slips of Saints a precedent for thee to fall IF the Rebukes of flesh may not prevaile heare then the threatning of the Spirit which saith The Plague shall not depart from the house of the swearer Exod. 20. 7. Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord the God in vaine for the Lord will not hold him guiltlesse that taketh his Name in vaine Zach. 5. 3. And every one that sweareth shall bee cut off Matth. 5. 34. Sweare not at all neither by heaven for it is Gods Throne nor by the earth for it is his footstoole But let your communication be Yea yea Nay nay for whatsoever is more then these commeth of evill Jer. 23. 10. Because of swearing the land mourneth Aug in Ser. The murtherer killeth the body of his brother but the swearer murthers his owne soule August in Psal. 88. It 's well that God hath forbidden man to sweare left by custome of swearing in as much as wee are apt to mistake wee commit perjury there 's none but God can safely sweare because there 's no other but may be deceived August de Mendacio I say unto you Sweare not at all lest by swearing ye come to a facilitie of swearing from a facilitie to a custome and from a custome ye fall into perjury O What a judgement is here How terrible How full of Execution The Plague the extract of all diseases none so mortall none so comfortlesse It makes our house a Prison our friends strangers No comfort but in the expectation of the months end I but this judgement excludes that comfort too The Plague shall never depart from the house of the swearer What never Death will give it a Period No but it shall bee entail'd upon his house his family O detestable O destructive sinne that leaves a Crosse upon the dores of Generations and layes whole families upon the dust A sinne whereto neither Profit incites nor Pleasure allures nor Necessitie compells nor Inclination of nature perswades a meere voluntary begun with a malignant imitation and continued with an habituall presumption Consider O my soule every Oath hath been a nayle to wound that Saviour whose blood O mercy above expression must save thee Bee sensible of thy Actions and his sufferings Abhorre thy selfe in dust and ashes and magnifie his Mercy that hath turn'd this judgement from thee Goe wash those wounds which thou hast made with teares and humble thy selfe with Prayer and true repentance His Prayer ETernall and omnipotent God before whose glorious name Angels and Archangels bow and hide their faces to which the blessed Spirits and Saints of thy triumphant Church sing forth perpetuall Hallelujahs I a poore Sprig of disobedient Adam doe here make bold to take that holy name into my sinne-polluted lippes I have hainously sinned O God against thee and against it I have disparaged it in my thoughts dishonoured it in my words profaned it in my actions and I know thou art a jealous God and a consuming fire as faithfull in thy promises so fearefull in thy judgements I therefore flie from the dreadfull Name of Jehovah which I have abused to that gratious Name of Jesus wherein thou art well pleased in that most sacred Name O God I fall before thee and for his beloved sake O Lord I come unto thee Cleanse thou my heart O God and then my tongue shall praise thee Wash thou my soule O Lord and then my lippes shall blesse thee Worke in my heart a feare of thy displeasure and give mee an awfull reverence of thy Name Set thou a Watch before my lips that I offend not with my tongue Let no respects entice mee to bee an instrument of thy dishonour and let thy attributes bee pretious in mine eyes teach mee the way of thy Precepts O Lord and make me sensible of all my offences Let not my sinfull custome in sinning against thy Name take from my guiltie soule the sense of my sinne Give mee a respect unto all thy Commandements but especially preserve mee from the danger of this my bosome sinne Mollifie my heart at the rebukes of thy servants and strike into my inward parts a feare of thy judgements Let all my communication bee order'd as in thy presence and let the words of my mouth bee governed by thy Spirit Avert those judgements from mee which thy Word hath threatned and my sinne hath deserved and strengthen my resolution for the time to come Worke in mee a true godly sorrow that it may bring forth in mee a newnesse of life Sanctifie my thoughts with the continuall meditation of thy Coâ—mandements and mortifie those passions which provoke mee to offend thee Let not the examples of others induce mee to this sinne nor let the frailties of my flesh seek Fig leaves to cover it Seale in my heart the full assurance of thy Reconciliation and looke upon mee in the bowells of compassion that crowning my weak desires with thy All-sufficient power I may escape this judgement which thy justice hath threatned here and obtaine that happinesse thy mercy hath promised hereafter The Procrastinators Remora's TEll mee no more of fasting prayer and death They fill my thoughts with dumps of Melancholy These are no subjects for a youthfull care no contemplations for an active soule Let them whom sullen Age hath weaned from aery pleasures whom wayward fortune hath condemn'd to sighes and groanes whom sad diseases have beslaved to drugs and diets let them consume the remnant of their wretched dayes in dull devotion Let them afflict their aking soules with the untunable discourses of mortalitie Let them contemplate on evill dayes and reade sharpe Lectures of their owne experience For me my bones are full of unctious marrow and my blood of sprightly Youth My faire and free estate secures me from the feares of fortunes frowne My strength of constitution hath the power to grapple with sorrow sicknesse nay the very pangs of death and overcome 'T is true God must bee sought What impious tongue dare be so basely bold to contradict so knowne a Truth And by repentance too What strange impietie dare deny it Or what presumptuous lips dare disavow it But there 's a time for all things yet none prefixt for
most and blowne in thee O my lustfull soule O turne thine eare from the pleadings of Nature and make a Covenant with thine eyes Let not the language of Delilah inchant thee left the hands of the Philisâ—ims surprize thee Review thy past pleasures with the charge and paines thou hadst to compasse them and show mee where 's thy pennyworth Foresee what punishments are prepa'rd to meet thee and tell mee what 's thy purchase Thou hast barterd away thy God for a lust sold thy eternitie for a trifle If this bargaine may not bee recall'd by teares dissolve thee O my soule into a Spring of waters if not to be revers'd with price reduce thy whole estate into a Sackcloth and an Ashtub Thou whose Liver hath scorch't in the flames of lust humble thy heart in the Ashes of repentance And as with Esau thou hast sold thy Birthright for Broth so with Iacob wrestle by Prayer till thou get a blessing His Prayer O God before whose face the Angels are impure before whose cleare omniscience all Actions appeare to whom the very secrets of the hearts are open I here acknowledge to thy glory and my shame the filthinesse and vile impuritie of my Nature Lord I was filthy in my very conception and in filthiness my mothers wombe enclosed me brought forth in filthinesse and filthy in my very innocency filthy in the motions of my flesh and filthy in the apprehensions of my soule my words all cloath'd with filthinesse and in all my actions filthy and uncleane in my inclination filthy and in the whole course of my life nothing but a continued filthinesse Wash mee O God and make mee cleane cleanse me from the filthinesse of my corruption Purge me O Lord with Hyssop and create a cleane heart within mee Correct the vagrant motions of my flesh and quench the fiery darts of Satan Let not the Law of my corrupted members rule mee O let concupiscence have no dominion over mee Give mee courage to fight against my lusts and give my weakenesse strength to overcome make sharpe my sword against this body of sinne but most against my Delilah my bosome sinne Deliver mee from the tyranny of temptation or give mee power to subdue it Confine the libertie of my wanton appetite and give mee temperance in a sober diet Grant mee a heart to strive with thee in Prayer and hopefull patience to attend thy leisure Keepe mee from the habit of an idle life and close mine eares against corrupt communication Set thou a watch before my lippes that all my words may savour of sobrietie Preserve mee from the vanitie and pride of life that I may walke blamelesse in my conversation Protect mee from the fellowship of the uncleane and from all such as are of evill report Let thy Grace O God bee sufficient for mee to protect my soule from the buffetings of Satan Make mee industrious and diligent in my calling left the enemy get advantage over me In all my temptations let mee have recourse to thee Bee thou my refuge when I call upon thee Forgive O God the sinnes of my youth O pardon the multitudes of my secret sinnes Encrease my hatred to my former life and strengthen my resolution for the time future Heare mee O God and let the words of my mouth bee alwayes acceptable to â—hee O God my strength and my Redeemer The Sabbath-breakers profanation THe glittering Prince that sits upon his regall and imperiall Throne and the ignoble Pâ—sant that sleeps within his sordid house of Thatch are both alike to God An Ivory Temple and a Church of Clay are priz'd alike by him The flesh of Bulls and the perfumes of Merrh and Cassia smoake his Altars with an equall pleasure And does he make such difference of dayes ' Is hee that was so weary of the New-Moones so taken with the Sunne to tie his Sabbath to that onely day The tenth in tithes is any one in tenne and why the seventh day not any one in seaven We sanctifie the day the day not us But are we Iewes Are we still bound to keepe a legall Sabbath in the strictnesse of the Letter Have the Gentiles no priviledge by the vertue of Messiaâ—s comming or has the Evangelicall Sabbath no immunities The service done the day 's discharg'd my libertie restored And if I meet my profits or my pleasures then I 'le give them entertainment If businesse call mee to account I dare afford a carefull care Or if my sports invite me I 'le entertaine them with a cherefull heart I 'le goe to Mattens with as much devotion as my neighbour I 'le make as low obeysance and as just responds as any but soone as Evensong 's ended my Church-devotion and my Psalter shall sanctifie my Pue till the next Sabbath call Were it no more for an old custome sake then for the good I find in Sabbaths that Ceremony might as well bee spared It is a day of Rest And what 's a Rest A relaxation from the toyle of labour And what is labour but a painefull exercise of the fraile body But where the exercise admits no toyle there Relaxation makes no Rest What labour is it for the worldly man to compasse Sea and Land to accomplish his desires What labour is it for the impatient lover to measure Hellespont with his widened armes to hasten his delight What labour for the youth to number muâ—ick with their sprightly paces Where pleasure 's reconcil'd to labour labour is but an active rest Why should the Sabbath then a day of rest divorce thee from those delights that make thy Rest Afflict their soules that please my rest shall bee what most conduces to my hearts delight Two howers will vent more prayers then I shall need the rest remaines for pleasure COnscience why start'st thou A judgement strikes mee from the mouth of heaven and saith Whosoever doth any worke on my Sabbath his soule shall be cut off Exod. 31. 14. Exod. 20. Remember to keep holy the Sabbath day six dayes shalt thou labour and doe all that thou hast to doe but the seventh day c. Exod. 31. 14. Ye shall keepe my Sabbath for it is holy unto you Exod. 31. 13. Verily my Sabbaths thou shalt keep for this is a signe betwixt mee and you throughout your Generations Luke 23. 56. And they returned and prepared spices and oyntments and rested on the Sabbath day according to the Commandement Gregor. Wee ought upon the Lords day to rest from bodily labour and wholly to addict our selves to prayers that what soever hath been done amisse the weeke before may upon the day of our Lords resurrection be expiated and purged by fervent prayers Cyr. Alex. Sinne is the storehouse of death and misery it kindles flames for it 's dearest friends Therefore whosoever when he should rest from sinne busieth himselfe in the dead and fruitlesse workes of wickednesse and renouncing all piety lusts after such things as will bring him into eternall destruction
and everlasting flames justly deserves to die perish with the damned because when he might have enjoyed a pious rest he laboured to run headlong to his own destruction MY soul how hast thou profaned that day thy God hath sanctified How hast thou encroach'd on that which heaven hath set apart If thy impatience cannot act a Sabbath twelve houres what happinesse canst thou expect in a perpetuall Sabbath Is six dayes too little for thy selfe and two houres too much for thy God O my soule how dost thou prize temporalls beyond eternalls Is it equall that God who gave thee a body and six dayes to provide for it should demand one day of thee and bee denied it How liberall a receiver art thou and how miserable a Requiter But know my soule his Sabbaths are the Apple of his eye Hee that hath power to vindicate the breach of it hath threatned judgements to the breaker of it The God of mercy that hath mitigated the rigor of it for charity sake will not diminish the honour of it for profanenesse sake forget not then my soule to remember his Sabbaths and remember not to forget his judgements lest hee forget to remember thee in Mercy What thou hast neglected bewaile with contrition and what thou hast repented forsake with resolution and what thou hast resolved strengthen with devotion His Prayer O Eternall just and all-discerning Judge in thy selfe glorious in thy Sonne gracious who tryest without a witnesse and condemnest without a Jury O! I confesse my very actions have betray'd me thy word hath brought in evidence against mee my owne conscience hath witnessed against me and thy judgement hath past sentence against mee And what have I now to pleade but mine owne misery and whither should that misery flee but to the God of mercy And since O Lord the way to mercy is to leave my selfe I here disclaime all interest in my self and utterly renounce my selfe I that was created for thy glory have dishonored thy Name I that was made for thy service have profaned thy Sabbaths I have sleighted thy Ordinances turned my back upon thy Sanctuary I have neglected thy Sacraments abused thy Word despis'd thy Ministers and despis'd their ministery I have come into thy Courts with an unprovided heart and have drawne neare with uncircumcised lippes And Lord I know thou art a jealous God and most severe against all such as violate thy â—est The glory of thy Name is pretious to thee and thine honour is as the Apple of thine eye But thou O God that art the God of Hosts hast published and declared thy self the Lord of mercy The constitution of thy Sabbath was a worke of time but Lord thy mercy is from all eternitie I that have broke thy Sabbaths doe here present thee with a broken heart thy hand is not shortned that thou canst not heale nor thy eare deafned that thou canst not heare Stretch forth thy hand O God and heale my wounds Bow downe thine eare O Lordâ— and heare my Prayers Alter the fabrick of my sinfull heart and make it tender of thy glory Make mee ambitious of thy service and let thy Sabbaths bee my whole delight Give mee a holy reverence of thy Word that it may prove a light to my steppes and a Lanthorne to my feet Endue my heart with Charity and Faith that I may finde a comfort in thy Sacraments Blesse thou the Ministers of thy sacred Word and make them holy in their lifes sound in their doctrine and laborious in their callings Preserve the universall Church in these distracted times give her peace unitie and uniformity purge her of all Schisme error and superstition Let the Kings daughter be all glorious within and let thine eyes take pleasure in her beautie that being honor'd here to bee a member of her Militant I may be glorified with her triumphant The censorious mans Crimination I Know there is much of the seed of the Serpent in him by his very lookes if his words betray'd him not He hath eaten the Egge of the Cockatrice and surely hee remaineth in the state of perdition He is not within the Covenant and abideth in the Gall of bitternesse His studied Prayers show him to bee a high Malignant and his Iesu-worship concludes him popishly affected Hee comes not to our private meetings nor contributes a penny to the cause Hee cries up learning and the booke of Common-Prayer and takes no armes to hasten Reformation Hee feares God for his owne ends for the spirit of Antichrist is in him His eyes are full of Adulteries and goes a whoring after his owne inventions Hee can heare an oath from his superiors without reproof and the heathenish Gods named without spitting in his face Wherefore my soule detesteth him and I will have no conversation with him for what fellowship hath light with darknesse or the pure in heart with the uncleane Sometimes hee is a Publican sometimes a Pharisee and alwayes an Hypocrite Hee railes against the Altar as loud as we and yet he cringes and makes an Idol of the name of Iesus hee is quick-sighted to the infirmities of the Saints and in his heart rejoyceth at our failings hee honours not a preaching ministery and too much leanes to a Church-government hee paints devotion on his face whilst pride is stampt within his heart hee places sanctitie in the walls of a Steeple-house and adores the Sacrament with his popish knee His Religion is a Weathercock and turnes brest to every blast of wind With the pure hee seemes pure and with the wicked hee will joyne in fellowship A sober language is in his mouth but the poyson of Aspes is under his tongue His workes conduce not to edification nor are the motions of his heart sanctified Hee adores great ones for preferment and speakes too partially of authority Hee is a Laâ—dicean in his faith a Nicolaitane in his workes a Pharisee in his disguise a rank Papist in his heart and I thanke my God I am not as this man BUt stay my soule take heed whilst thou judgest another lest God judge thee how com'st thou so expert in anothers heart being so often deceived in thy owne A Sâ—ul to day may prove a Paul to morrow Take heed whilst thou wouldst seeme religious thou appeare not uncharitable and whilst thou judgest man thou be not judg'd of God who saith Iudge not lest yee bee judged Matth. 7. 1. John 7. 24. Iudge not according to appearance but judge righteous judgement Rom. 14. 10. But why dost thou judge thy brother or why dost thou set at naught thy brother Wee shall all stand before the judgement seate of Christ 1 Cor. 4. 5. hudge nothing before the time untill the Lord who will both bring to light the hidden things of darknesse and will make manifest the counsell of the heart Rom. 14. 13. Let us not therefore judge one another any more but judge this rather that no man put a stumbling block or an accusation to fall