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A53406 Comfort in affliction, or, Advice to Protestant dissenters in times of persecution together with remarks on the just judgments of God upon this city and land, since the prohibition of the Gospel, by mulcts and penalties / by J.O. J. O. 1682 (1682) Wing O4; ESTC R32241 16,661 19

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of England These Spiritual Evils press us sore As for our Outward Evils they are well known and felt by All of all sorts and though I should be silent in the rehearsing them they speak forth themselves They are a sore not to be touched yet if no hand should touch them how should they be healed Wherefore I will in the Name and Fear of God make mention of one of them and of such an one as briefly comprehends all the rest And this is The strange and dismal Withering Wasting Languishing and Dying Condition of Poor England whose common Welfare no Man now looks after or regards Oh England where are now thy Wise Men where are thy Pilots where are thy Physicians where are thy Counselors where are thy Helpers where are they that pity thee and say Alas Alas Poor England thy Husband hath rejected thee as a Wife of Whoredoms and thou art become a Widow of Sorrows thou art left as a Cottage in a Vineyard as a Lodge in a Garden of Cucumbers as a Besieged City Thy bruise is incureable and thy wound is grievous There is none left to plead thy Cause that thou mightest be bound up thou hast no healing Medicines left thee Fear and a Snare and the Pit are upon thee and to whom wilt thou stretch forth thy hands to whom wilt thou lift up thy Voice for help Thou wast lately a Rich and Flourishing Kingdom and for thy Plenty Wealth and Glory wast both the Wonder and Envy of the World Whilst thou didst enjoy the Presence of God through his Word and Ordinances whilst Iniquity was banish'd out of Publique View whilst Holiness and Righteousness Justice and Judgment Truth and Equity had their chief place in thee Thou wast a People saved by the Lord Honoured by the Lord Exalted Magnified Protected by the Lord. Thou wast the Head and not the Tail even the Glory of Kingdoms and Nations Our Land then was blessed with the precious things of Heaven with the dew and the deep that coutcheth beneath with the precious fruits brought forth by the Sun and with the precious things put forth by the Moon with the precious things of the Earth and the Fulness thereof We had plenty of Gold and of Jewels of fine Gold and our Houses were stored with Silver our Barns and Store-houses were replenished and we were plenteous in Goods in the fruit of our Cattel and in the fruit of our Ground Our Sons were as Plants grown up in their Youth our Daughters as polisht Pillars our Oxen were strong to labour and our Sheep brought forth Thousands we did eat our Bread with joy and drank our Wine with a merry heart because God accepted our Works Yea then the First-Born of the Poor did feed and the Needy did ly down in Safety for there was no breaking in nor going out nor complaining in our Streets We were a happy People that were in such a case yea much more happy because God was our Lord. And thou O London for my heart is towards thee and I am distressed for thee O London and pained at the very heart Thou wast a Joyous City whose Antiquity was of Ancient Days thou wast the Crowning City whose Merchants were Princes whose Traffiquers were the Honourable of the Earth by thy great Wisdom and by thy Traffique thou didst get thee Riches and thou didst get Gold and Silver into thy Treasuries The Harvest of the River was thy Revenue and thou wast the Mart of Nations All Nations emptied their Delicacies into thy Bosom and poured forth their pleasant things into thy Lap. And when thy Wares went forth out of thy Seas thou filledst many People thou didst enrich the Kings of the Earth with the multitude of thy Riches and of thy Merchandise Thou wast also the Mountain of God thou hadst in the midst of thee the stones of Fire Thou wast the chief High-Place the Ministers of Jesus were dear to thee and thy Arms were always open to embrace them thou didst frequent the Solemn Assemblies of the Saints with the Multitude of them that kept right Holy-Day The Out-casts of Christ were wont to dwell with thee and thou wast a Covert to them from the face of the Spoiler Many Fatherless Children had harbour and succour in thee and thou wast a Husband to the Widows It was thy Meat and Drink to feed the hungry and to cloath the naked and to visit the Prisoners of Jesus Christ Thou wast as the Vine-tree amongst the Trees of the Forest Verily a Noble Vine But why hast thou so suddenly turned into the Degenerate Plant of a Strange Vine Why of a right Seed did you so easily become strange Children whose Mouth talketh Vanity and your Right Hand is a Right Hand of Falshood Why didst thou join thy self with the Wicked and help the Ungodly Why didst thou love them that hate the Lord and didst turn thy heart and hand against them that love the Lord Thou didst reject his Ministers thou didst persecute his People thou didst hunt the steps of the Righteous that they could not go in thy Streets thou didst hawll to Prison the Assemblies of the Saints and didst make havock of the Church of Christ till there was no remedy For when the Lord saw this he was angry for he looked for Grapes from you and you brought forth wild Grapes he looked for Judgment from you but behold Oppression for Righteousness but behold a Cry Wherefore he bent his Bow against thee like an Enemy He stood with his Right Hand like an Adversary He sent a Fire into the midst of thee that could not be quenched and it hath devoured thee and brought thee to Ashes on the Earth in the sight of all them that beheld thee He hath swallowed up thy Habitations he hath thrown down in his Wrath your pleasant Dwellings your stately and beautiful Buildings He sent into thee treacherous Dealers to deal treacherously with thee and Spoilers to spoil thee whilst thou wast become a silly Dove without heart He hath brought upon thee the days that have not come on thee since thou wast a City He hath stained the Pride of thy Glory and brought into contempt all thy Honourable Persons they that did feed delicately were left desolate in the Streets they that were brought up in Silks and Scarlet embraced Dunghils they that dwelt in well built Houses were glad to shelter themselves in Booths and to crowd their heads in desolate places they are come down from their Glory to sit in Dust For thy filthiness was found in thy Skirts therefore thou wast brought down wonderfully How are thy Merchandise of Gold and Silver and Precious Stones and of Pearl and of fine Linnen and Purple and Silk thy broidered Works thy Chests of rich Apparel thy Spices and Odors thy Vessels of precious Wood of Brass and Iron and Marble thy Wine and Oil thy stately Buildings and beautiful Structures of many Generations how in three or four days are they all brought to