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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A42536	The religion of a physician, or, Divine meditations upon the grand and lesser festivals, commanded to be observed in the Church of England by act of Parliament by Edmund Gayton ...	Gayton, Edmund, 1608-1666.	1663 (1663)	Wing G416; ESTC R7653	47,970	120

like Ezekiel's Vision dry bones lie Look to be raised from mortality But then how naked shall we be how far From any thoughts of an unnatural war That we shall Mountains wish and highest Hills To cover us for acting here such Ills. For as at Herod's Inquisition And bloody Quest away fled Mary's Son And as when Peter drew th' revengefull sword No countenance was given by his Lord But a V ae Gladio and a certain doom Pronounc'd upon blood-drawing men to come So will his second coming be to right The suff'ring Christian punish them that fight That will he will he will not be controul'd But say His Kingdome shall in this world hold These men are Star-gazers led out o' th' way With whom false Ignes fatui do play And run them into pit-falls but beware Come regulate your motions by this Star This Star the Gentils conduct let it be The Badge and Order of Christianity This Star our Phosphorus which did fore-run The rising of th' Eternal Righteous Son VVhich doth enlighten that which rules the day And clears all Heathen Ignorance away Let stars the VVise men lead and VVise men Fooles Let Shepherds teach their Sheep Pastors the Schooles So that this Stars renown'd Epiphany An Universal Guide to Christ may be Upon the Conversion of S. Paul IS Saul among th' Apostles what that Saul Who men and women to the Judge did hale Who held the cloaths of those accursed ones Did devout Stephen unto death with stones 'T is strange but it is he Stephen no doubt Thy dying words this wonder brought about When at thy Vision of the Trinity Thou pray'dst that charge might not against him lie How potent are the words of martyr'd Saints VVho from the Scaffold can obtain such grants VVhich shall convert their enemies such words Like those of thy late crucified Lord's Are of a vast effect Father forgive They know not what their malice doth contrive Did intimate that Providence ore-rules All humane Projects bad men are the Tooles VVhereby it works unseen the greatest good VVho'd think a Salve should rise from shedding blood VVhat Iudas Pilat Jewes act 'gainst thy Son Proves their own Guilts the worlds Redemption Thus the Salvation of Mankind was struck As Light once out of Darkness Chaos-muck From flints and stony hearts and blest events May issue yet from bloody Presidents VVho could imagine a blood-thirsty Saul Should mount a Pulpit and turn preaching Paul But many are not call'd like Saul few are VVe must not then presume or mischiefs dare Upon some singular Examples Saul And one Thief are precedents that is all Two that no man despaire and yet but two That no man should presume like acts to do Then view this form Champion of the Devil Commission'd from the Synagogue for evil The High Priests Letters in his pockets are And what these VVarrants for such speciall care Hast Secrecy and Guards alas to seize Poore people at their holy Services Now to Damascus full of bitter spleen His sword then his enraged heart less keen He and his Troopers march poor upper roomes Look to your selves and Votaries Saul comes But his design is frustrate for a Light This Fury and his Firebrands doth benight See the struck man whose eyes did sparkle now VVith rage hath ne'r an eye his way to shew The Horseman is dismounted hurl'd to th' ground And his Horse-party all in a sad sound How weak is humane force when Heav'n will fight One Angel puts an Assyrian Host to flight A word or two's an army of such force Enough to scatter a good Troop of Horse Trust not in wrong and robbery trust not In Horse nor Guns nor Iron Chariot Look upon Pharaoh and his vanquish'd Host By weakest means a heap of waters lost Look upon furious Saul who did rejoyce His work so nigh confounded with a voice Look on Belshazzar Fortunes Tennis-ball Dis-Emperor'd by a writing on a wall Thus is this Heros in an instant quell'd The Billow-brook with so much malice swell'd Tame as his persecuted souls he 's led To Ananias for new eyes to 's head It is in vain to kick against such pricks VVhich wound the striker hurt the person kicks New light with his new eyes appeares the man Is chang'd a very perfect Christian A Souldier for the Cross to which he stood Stout to the last and with his life made good Read his Engagements what set Battels he In person pass'd and got the victory How many dangers both of Sea and Land Tempests and Starvings Frosts and Iron bands Torments Imprisonments Scourges Stocks and Stones VVhat had he not of Persecutions At Lystra some at Ephesus come see His prize with Beasts oh Inhumanity In Chains led through Ierusalem and beat His death so long'd for some forswore their meat They 'l fast for ever but his blood they 'l have Religious Murderers what Food they crave But that all mischief might be heap'd on thee Nero thou Prince of vast Impiety Paul is reserv'd for Rome there is the stage VVhere this most active Saint shall feel the rage Of that fierce Lion who had burnt his Rome And quench'd the Flame with Christian Martyrdome He playes and sings away their lives what other Usage from one the murderer of 's Mother Peter and Paul in one day felt his rage Two Saints not parallel'd in any age Saint Peter crucify'd with reverst head A bashfull Martyr in that honour'd Bed Saint Paul indulg'd as learned Seneca Bled by high courtesie his life away So because He a Roman was by Birth The Ax dispatch'd his headed Corps to th' earth Upon the Purification of the Blessed Virgin THe first and onely birth of the chast Womb Is by a long us'd Rite to th' Temple come A holy Offering to his Father he Was offer'd thus from all Eternity The Priest for ever the Melchisedeck Both Priest and Sacrifice without a speak Now in the Temple on the Cross anon Offer'd but not in shew as Abrahams son Who by a bleating Proxie dy'd this Lamb Dies pers'nally relieved by no Ramme In this all Sacrifices Bulls and Goats Whose impure blood and insufficient throats Had neither worth nor vertue ceas'd the Creature Was then redeem'd by th' death of the Creator The Type unto the Antitype gives place This onely is the Holocaust of Grace But what had Mary's Virgin-womb just cause To give submission to these womens Lawes Who had Lucina's help or rather none The Holy Ghost being present cause alone Both of Conception and Delivery Mary was laid without their Midwifery No need of them of this same Rite no need For Defaecation after produc'd Seed Of a Piamen but as her great Heire Endur'd the Knife when eight dayes ended were Then took Baptismall washing when from Above Father in Voice was Witness Spirit in Dove So all these Ceremonies were undergone Not for Necessity or Good thereon Unto His sacred Person but to shew What We not He unto the Law did owe He

the joyfull matter you may guess Glory to God good will to men t' Earth peace When such a Song shall ever more be heard Or when such Choristers 't is to be fear'd The Saints are black and of another tone Hatred to men War and Destruction Upon the Sons o' th' Earth and yet they cry All 's done to the glory of God on High Away then Sheepherds to the humble place And kiss his feet view your sweet Saviours face What Glory shines about the Babe the Hay And Straw all on a fire make no such day The Beasts affrighted with such flames here gaze And run about the Infant as it blaze What need we care where us our Mothers lay A Manger is Gods Incunabula Mary incircled with a glorious Light Is in a cloud her self her thoughts in night Deliver'd of a Son but not of Doubt Her heart was joy'd but yet was pierc'd throughout Certain 't is hers uncertain how 't is hers Shee does believe 'fore Reason Faith preferrs The births of all men do depend upon Their Mothers here the Mother trusts the Son Whose Incarnation to himself was known And Mary Mothers it Father there 's none Upon S. Stephen the Proto-martyr HOw shall I write thy Legend who am all Extremely bad as bad as either Saul What though I threw no stones as Saul I had A hand in thy Lords Lords death and that 's as bad The Sins preceding present and to come Are all upon account the cursed summe And hand-writing against us which stood good Untill Christ had expung'd it with his Blood The Jewes cry'd Crucifie their voice prevailes But every Sin of mine was Goad and Nailes Mount Calvary the Stage the World the Cause And He condemn'd for our not keeping Lawes And every one that does profess that name Hath for his Badge Death Poverty and Shame While devout Stephen preaches him and spake A Poniard-Sermon made the heart to ake Like the smart penn'd Philippicks word and blow Th' eternal Life and Death of Cicero What is contriv'd his fate a Sermon friend Of truth doth th' utterer to th' Scaffold send But what should anger them Stephen you know Was no Apostle that 's no Bishop no He was a fervent Deacon had he been O' th' higher Form he 'd been the Man of Sin No Order scapes their malice no Degree Exempts the Clergie from their Tyranny If he speak truth and boldly reprehend Bishop or Deacon it shall be his end 'T is not thy Miracles or Wisdome Saint Though it convince them shall obtain a Grant They are o'recome convicted Guilt proves Rage Not onely then but now in this our Age. Look what a crew and crowd of Enemies Are rais'd against apparent Verities Which Libertines convene they will dispute And Sense and Wonders shan't a man confute Just like the enemies to David's Throne A line of wicked Combination Edom and Ishm'el Moab Hagarens Gebal and Ammon Tyre and Philistines Conspire 'gainst Iudah all so here a Nest Of Sectaries oppose the Truth profest And all in vain then to the old Designe Make a Malignant of the best Divine Blasphemer Innovator one that doth Act against God in words and the State both This will prevaile if that the people cry Iustice aloud good Stephen thou must die Thus do false cryers up o' th' Temple kill The truest Props and Churches Pillars still Upon S. John Evangelist and Apostle BElov'd Disciple pillow'd on the breast Of Christ which was a favour 'bove the rest From whence thou suck'dst sublime Divinity And soarst aloft with Eagles piercing eye Into the Mysteries of Faith To thee We owe the profound arguments whereby The Ebionites and Arrian Hereticks Socinians and their late invented tricks Are all confounded and whosoe're do fight Against Christs Incarnation or his Right In the Blest Trinity th' c Eternal Word As in a scabbard is inclos'd a sword Couch'd in the Flesh shewn thorow that shadowing veyle And 'bove the Hood the Glory did prevail It was not possible to shrowd him so But by his works his Father he must know He prov'd his Father by his wondrous Deeds Than those his Acts there need no other Creeds Believe me for my Works they 'r his own words These speak me God these speak me onely Lord. To make men eyes and legs were blind and lame It is as to create the very same To raise the dead to life redeem restore To raise himself from death what would you more More if he would have done his own self saith Could not if what he did would not gain Faith The reason of this Unbelief 't is this Men hated Light for its discoveries Mischiefs in Lanthorns lodge in Mists and clouds And flie whatsoe're their dark designs inshrowds Deluding Oracles are dumb when Truth Doth speak the Divel himself hath ne'r a mouth When that the Word Essential is in place Darkness and Light can't joyn Malice and Grace Forc'd and extort confessions may come From Devils themselves who would like men be dumb But when th' Effective Word exerts its pow'rs Both Devils and Men must then be Confessors But in his Umbrage of Divinity These combin'd parties dare affront him high Call him a VVine-bibber companion With Publicans and Sinners any one Harlots Samaritans he made no choice Rather with Poor then Pharisees rejoyce Christ was no Seperatist onely from Sin He liv'd up Love and preach'd Communion in So did his lov'd Apostle whose works show The Fountain whence those streames of love did flow How sweet his Trias of Epistles run And to his last he sang as he begun Love one another when his aged eyes By guides came to his Pulpit-offices Love one another his last text so prove Your selves to be of God to be in love So ended this Saints life for he alone Escap'd the Cross the Fire the Sword the Stone Of all the Twelve yet was the Caldron heat And the amanded Fires did streight retreat And could not hurt his Sacred Person for Long life was promis'd by his Saviour Not a No Death as was mistook so he In Patmos was an Exile then did die VVhere lies the Body of this Sacred Man Banish't to th' Isle by proud Domitian Upon the death of the Innocents LOe here a company of sucking Saints Suffring before the knowledge of their wants Their Saviours Proxies Vicar-Sacrifice Whilst He by Angels guide to Aegypt flies Aegypt the succour now of Israel Which did to its own cost them once expell Away false gods and Garden Deities No Superstition neer this cradle lies The Land is Goshen all and Light by thee And cursed Cham a greater Child doth see Then Moses or that fam'd Interpreter Made the chief Ruler from a prisonar Not so in Israel where the cruel King Slayes without mercy every sucking thing Nor spares his own young Infants but lets Rage Arm it self keen 'gainst that Innocent Age As if the Land were