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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A13438	Differing worships, or, The oddes, betweene some knights service and God's Or Tom Nash his ghost, (the old Martin queller) newly rous'd, and is come to chide and take order with nonconformists, schismatiques, separatists, and scandalous libellers. VVherein their abusive opinions are manifested, their jeeres mildly retorted, and their unmannerly manners admonished. By Iohn Taylor.	Taylor, John, 1580-1653.	1640 (1640)	STC 23746; ESTC S118199	14,023	34

world From Wrong to Injury Shee 's daily hurl'd From Scylla to Charibdis flung and tost And did not grace preserve her shee were lost And yet Both those that thus doe her oppose One 'gainst the other are inveterate foes Yet both agreed maliciously entic'st Like Herod joyn'd with Pilate to kill Christ 'T was our sinnes kill'd him as my faith avowes And shall we rend and teare his sacred Spouse The Church I meane O impious shame of shames Unworthy are all such of Christian names The Ceremonies of our Church are three Which neat and decent and convenient bee Kneeling was one which I have treated on The other two I le not be long upon The Crosse in Baptisme that most Christian Signe 'Gainst which these seeming Christians doe repine About some seven and thirty yeares agone When blest King Iames did grace Great Britains Throne The first yeare over England that he reign'd Canons and Constitutions were ordain'd Wherein this Ceremony they derive From the true Church that is call'd Primitive For then the Ethnicks and the faithlesse Iewes Did both th' Apostles and the rest abuse Because they did beleeve and preach Christ dy'd And suffring on a Crosse was crucifi'd 'Mongst mis-beleevers all Christians were then Derided and esteem'd the scorne of men The Christians deeming all the world as drosse T' expresse their constant faith profest the Crosse The Iewes did mock the Christians and againe The Christians gloried in the Jewes disdaine The scornes of men not daunted them awhit The Crosse their comfort they rejoyc'd in it They lov'd the Crosse and triumph'd in the same And for the Crosse were never fear'd with shame Since then the Greeke and Latine Church combinde With great applause and one consent of minde That at Baptizings every Church and Nation Should Signe all Christned in each Congregation With that most Christian Badge to shew that we From world flesh fiend and sinfull lusts must flee And under our Redeemers Banner fight 'Gainst sinne the Devill and the worlds delight These reasons plainly doe demonstrate this This Ceremony now no new thing is Nor yet from Rome did first admittance win For from th' Apostles times it did begin Yet had it come from Rome the Roman faith Was Famous through the world th' Apostle saith And those that will have nothing that was there Must neither have Gods Church his Grace nor feare The Romish Church was Right for many yeares Till 'mongst their wheat the Envious man sow'd tares Wherefore we first began to leave her quire When shee began to mingle wrong with right Shee parted not from us but we from her And we left her in all that she did Erre As farre as shee leaves Christ 't is good that we Should so farre from her Errors sundred be The Romane Church was Right but superstition Hath made her Wrong and altred her condition Her Errors not her Essence we oppose With prayers and teares we doe resist our foes And they allow our Service and our Prayers Are good and that we leave much good of theirs But let them keep what 's good Let us be glad That we have left them only in what 's bad And for the signe o' th Crosse no man that lives Doth think it vertue unto Baptisme gives 'T is but a Ceremony us'd of old Which signes Christs sheepe and lambes into his fold All Emperours and Kings who Christ professe All Potentates and Princes great or lesse Their Hatchments Armes Escoucheons every one The figure of the Crosse is formed on Their Banners Ensignes Flaggs and golden Crownes The Crosse's figures fix'd for their Renownes And by the Ball and Crosse the world may see That underneath the Crosse the world must be And by the Crosse they shew by signes externall The Christian Faith professed is supernall All Christian Coynes doe likewise Crosses beare But those put not our Puritans in feare The sight of those to them are much delicious They only unto such are superstitious They love them with such zeale and verity They 'l never part with them in charity The Crosse's use prov'd since th' Apostles time Through th' ancient practice of the Church cald Prime And in the raigne of th' Emperour Constantine All Christians that were baptiz'd had this Signe And that from thence unto these very dayes This Ceremony hath been us'd alwayes By Christians through all Christendome so grac'd So long a time with great regard embrac'd Shall any proud Scismatique impure crew Dare offer to suppresse't or call it new It addes no vertue to the Sacrament Nor is it us'd for any such intent For after Baptisme's done our Church doth use To signe with th' Crosse which wranglers doe abuse Thus 't is a decent and indifferent thing And from it doth no superstition spring Yet not so ' indifferent any should withstand it It must be for the King and Church command it Th' Almighty doth the Higher Powers ordaine And Kings beare not the sword for nought in vaine And seeing this command is just and good It neither ought nor must not be withstood All power proceeds from God therefore submit And scape Gods judgement in obeying it We must not dare to conster mould or fashion The Scriptures to each mans interpretation And surely the unlearned and unstable To understand hard Scriptures are unable The Lords thoughts and his wayes are his not ours And high as Heaven from Earth above our powers Where God commands weake men must not dispute And where they understand nor there be mute Then as the King is Gods Leivetenant here Obey in conscience not in slavish feare And as the Church and State with paines and cares Ordain'd good Lawes obey'd for many yeares What bold audacious spirits then are they That King Church State and Lawes thus disobey Ten millions of their braines can ne're devise A book so good as that which they despise The Common Prayer I meane if they should sit Ten thousand yeares with all their Art and witt They would prove Coxcombs all and in the end Leave it as 't is too good for them to mend These are the Crew that under faire pretences By flatt'ry cause division and offences These serve not the Lord Iesus Christ a jot They are their bellyes servants well I wot With adulating speech and faire deceit They doe the hearts of simple people cheat Contentious men that doe contention crave We nor the Church of God such custome have And thus to these crosse men I have declar'd How much of old the Crosse was in regard And though the Papists use it with abuse That cannot take away the lawfull use For though a golden Idoll be a curse That makes not God well us'd to be the worse Materiall Crosses made of wood or stone Through zeale most of them are cast downe and gone From age to age the Sires to their succession Those Crosses stood t' expresse our faiths profession But when th' abuse of them began

And whilst they dwell in houses seel'd in State Gods Houses must lye waste and desolate The consecrated Temples they 'le come in Esteeming Reverence there to be a sinne And that for holinesse there is no ods In manners 'twixt his horses house and God's But leaving this Saint-seeming holy crew Who in their braines doe strange religions brew Whose Grounds have neither Reason Root or Pith Which Patriarches were ne're acquainted with Which from the Prophets were unknowne and hid Which Christ and his Apostles did forbid Which Councels or old Fathers ne're decreed Nor from the first true Church did e're proceed If either Separatist or Schismatique Or Anabaptist Hare-brain'd Heretique From Scripture Church or Father could but show That reverently to God men should not bow In triumph then they might display their Banners And shew some reason for their want of manners To thee that read'st or hear'st these lines I send That art so stiffe in th' hams thou canst not bend Thou ought'st in feare and love bow downe thy knee To him whose Grace and Love came downe to thee Oh fall before him that hath rais'd thee up And for thy soules life drank Deaths bitter cup Thy Body prostrate that it may expresse Thy Soules intentions humble thankfulnesse As hee 's thy Maker duteous honour doe him As hee 's a Judge offended kneele unto him The Captive doom'd to hell for his offence Ought kneele to Him that did redeeme him thence Fall downe and with thy soule thy body bend And then no doubt thy prayers will ascend For though Heaven be from Earth a mighty space The most High 's neer'st the lowly with his grace An injur'd man oft-times such mercy feeles To pardon his offender when he kneeles Judge and condemne thy selfe and then the fruit Will be God will not Judgement execute For free remission of thy sinnes unholy Thou canst not in thy gesture be too lowly He that 's asham'd to worship God is then Like him that doth deny him before men Then if thy soule be touch'd with penitence Expresse it with thy bodies reverence For though God of our kneeling hath no need To blesse Humility he hath decreed And not to kneele when we Gods blessings seeke Doth shew we neither lowly are or meeke To bow thy heart true faith doth thee perswade And he that made thy heart thy knee hath made And since he hath made all and every part Hee 'le have thy knees obedience with thy Heart Hee 'le have no halfes he made and will have all And there 's no halting safe 'twixt God and Baal Beware therefore when God thou com'st before Thy rude behaviour not incense him more Thy misery bewaile upon thy knee And he from misery thy soule will free For as thou often kneel'st for daily Bread Wherewith thy earth-decaying corps is fed So forth ' Eternall Living Bread must thou Both heart and knee both soule and body bow The Prodigall with kneeling and with mourning Was grac'd and feasted at his home-returning That Christ to man Coheireship doth impart 'T is Gods abundant Love not mans desert His humble servants here by him shall be Exalted to Eternall dignitie Wilt thou or dar'st thou thou fraile earthy clod Be fellow to th' Immortall Sonne of God Or dar'st thou stand or sit with sawcie pride To entertaine thy Saviour glorifide Dost thou not know the Great Kings Seale of Heaven Is come from thence to thee and to thee given Wherein the pardon of thy sinnes is sign'd Whereby thou may'st true peace of conscience find Whereas Christs Holy Spirit present is Wherewith his Grace doth blesse this work of his Where Bread of Life the bread doth sanctifie To all that Eat it in Humilitie Thou also in the Cup by faith may'st see His precious Blood that deign'd to die for thee Which signes and figures of Remembrance must Put us in minde that we must firmely trust His Body offred for us and his Blood Is All in All the Summe of all our Good He that Receives this and will not afford To kneele and thank so Great a Gracious Lord Is Atheist Pagan or besides his wits Unworthy of such blessed Benefits There is the figure of th' Eternall Feast And thither Grace invites thee as a Guest The Royall Robe the wedding Garment there Is set before thee for thy soule to weare The King is present Angels wait on thee And wilt thou not kneele downe and thankfull be And now some proofes I plainly will unfold How good men worship'd God in times of old When God who is for evermore I AM Did promise Isaac unto Abraham The good old man his duty knew so well That humbly bowing on his face he fell Moses did fall before the Lord and pray He would from Isr'el turne his wrath away Blest David all night on the earth did ly And fast and pray in great humility King Salomon did to this duty yeeld That though his prayer was long he praying kneeld Eliah humbly kneel'd and prayd for raine And blessed fruitfull showers he did obtaine The Leper worship'd Christ and faith procur'd That I WILL BE THOU CLEANE was said which cur'd When our Humility is of such proofe To know our selves unworthy that our roofe Christ should come under then such Grace we win That then the King of Glory doth come in The woman kneel'd and beg'd and her request Was granted and the devill dispossest The man possest with many fiends fell downe And all the Legion to the swine were throwne When Iairus kneel'd and did for favour plead His daughter was revived that was dead The woman with the bloody Issue fell And kneel'd and trembled and she was made well Among ten Lepers cur'd Grace bore such sway That one return'd and tythe of Thanks did pay Our Saviour humbly kneel'd and meekly prayd God his heavenly Father for his ayd St. Peter kneel'd and prayd unto the Lord And Dorcas was from death to life restor'd And blessed Paul with kneeling did implore That God would blesse his Church fot evermore And when from Tyrus he did make repaire He with the rest there humbly kneel'd in prayer St. Steven kneel'd and prayd with veh'ment cryes For his stone-hearted stony enemies The slave did kneele and from his Lord did get Forgivnesse for ten thousand talents debt Th' Almighty by himselfe hath sworne and vowd That every knee shall unto him be bow'd In Heaven in Earth all things beneath the same That every knee shall bowe at Iesus name The wicked and accursed fiends of Hell In feare and trembling downe before him fell In Heaven where endlesse Glories Saints doe crown The foure and twenty Elders doe fall downe And worship him that sits upon the Throne That lives for ever the blest three in one There Angels Heav'ns and all the Powers therein The chaunting Cherubin and Seraphin Continually

to grow That to those Crosses Sotts would creepe or bow For this cause chiefly they were overthrowne Abus'd from their first use were beaten downe But our Crosse us'd in Baptisme still hath beene A signe invisible yet never seene Nor doth it on the Infants face appeare That ever any Crosse was figur'd there Then what madde men are those that beare such spleene Against a thing not to be felt or seene Yet heard though hardly to be understood By many of the perverse brotherhood For of their constant faith we may despaire Who are affraid of shaddowes in the ayre And thus much for the Crosse may well suffice To give content to all except precise Now for the Surplice which is third and last Of Ceremonies which make fooles agast Such as doe prize it as a ragge of Rome An issue of the Whore of Babels wombe Such as doe hold it for their Sect more meete To suffer penance in a milk-white sheete And think it better doth affect their sight Than in the Church to see a Surplice white These Amsterdamnable opinions runne As fierce as pellets from an Elder-gunne Their witt 's lesse than their reverend beards by halfe And each of them as wise as Walthams calfe And wisedome is as thick amongst the rout As Water-grewell when the Oate-meale's out Yet they are wise enough with tooth and nayle To libell and talke nonsense rave and rayle And with a scandalous and vile intent To cast contempt upon all government Now for an answer to their cavilling Who are indeed not worth the answering Note what high names the Holy Ghost hath pend To honour such as on his Church attend For their great dignity he doth afford To call them Angels in his sacred word To the Angel of the Church of Ephesus Of Smyrna Sardis and of Pergamus Of Thyatira Philadelphia And of the luke-warme Laodicea To these seaven Ministers St. Iohn did write And gave them each an Angels Epithite And heavenly Angels often did appeare In vestures white as snow bright pure and cleare Which doth denote that Church-men ought to be In Doctrine sound and in integrity Angelical white cleane and cleare unspotted Wherefore the Surplice was to them allotted To be an Emblem of pure Sanctitie And for distinction of their qualitie Whereby the ministeriall function may Be knowne and well distinguisht from the Lay. And as on White a spot is soonest seene So with Gods Ministers it still hath beene A Lay-mans crimes like little Glo-wormes glow A Church-man's like prodigious Comets show Therefore the Surplice was on good pretence Giv'n as a Robe of spotlesse Innocence To shew that though all men are sinfull fraile Pastors should be most cautious how they faile Because so many looke on them and prie And to their conversations have an eye The Surplice came from Rome I dare confesse What tho 't is not to be esteem'd the lesse Nay more it was Romes Bishop did ordaine it And yet that not a jot at all doth staine it Pope Stephen liv'd as by Record appeares Since Christ two hundred fiftie and two yeares And as his Name was Steven so his fate Was that he did Saint Stephen imitate When Decius was the Romane Emperour That Pope dy'd by that Pagan Tyrants power He for his Saviour suffred Martyrdome And he ordain'd the Surplice first in Rome Thus when the Church was in her prime perfection This vestment was ordain'd by good direction For order ornament and decencie And not for perverse Non-conformitie There were no Brethren then so out of frame To think cleane linnen was the Churches shame No they beleev'd That long white Robes in Heaven To th' everlasting blessed should be given And in that place sev'n Angels did appeare And they all pure white linnen Robes did weare Pure fine white shining linnen doth expresse The Saints most ever happie blessednesse And at the Marriage of the Lambe 't is said The Church Christs Spouse in white shall be array'd And when our Saviour graciously did shew His Glory to Iohn Iames and Peters view His face shin'd as the Sunne his cloaths as white As was the radient luster of the light Yea very white as Snow and that no Fuller Upon the earth can make so white a colour And therefore with our glorious Blest Messias Appear'd two good men Moses and Elias Thus spotlesse Innocence Immaculate In most pure white was seene in glorious State Thus Angels Saints and blest immortall Spirits Who are where all true happinesse inherits And Christ when he his three Disciples led To Tabor's Mount and was Transfigured They all wore Linnen white or like the same They did themselves in their appearance frame The Saints wore white as figures mysticall Christ as a glorious Robe Majesticall Which shewes Gods Ministers in Imitation May weare a Surplice in the Congregation For men on Earth are in the best estate Who doe the Saints in Heaven most imitate These Ceremonies Three are prov'd to be Past fifteene hundred yeares Antiquitie And they that murmure prate and call them New Are Corahs Dathans and Abirams crew 'T is falsely call'd Religion that doth cause Men to resist God's King's and Churches Lawes They being all from Gods decree deriv'd So long us'd with such charge and care contriv'd So Tolerable to be undergone So necessary easie to be done So reverend in their use discreet and neat Most decent as I did before repeat That they who 'gainst them doe revile and brawle Are in their fiery zeale Topheticall T is not Religion 'T is Divillitie T' oppose the King 'T is bad Divinitie And what a fine Church were we like to have If these companions had what they would crave Yet not to wrong their learning in a letter 'T is knowne no men can raile or libell better As if th' had learn'd of Oyster-wives to prate At th'Universitie of Bellinsgate Cain sacrific'd and Iesabel did fast Prince Absolom some silly fooles embrac'd So Iudas kis'd when as to kill he meant So Pilate wash'd yet was corruptly bent So Ananias brought his feigned gift So Satan alleag'd Scripture for a shift These were all Hypocrites and so are you Pretending Truths intending nothing true Whose glazen Arguments will bide no hammer For they are but bad Logick and worse Grammar Their suppositions false mistrusts and doubts They prove with nothing else but lyes and flouts A Good cause may be spoil'd and quite disgrac'd By indiscretion and by words misplac'd But these mens causes being bad their course And filthy language makes it much the worse And these sweet Rules and Grounds they doe professe As mighty Maxims of their holinesse Such men who in authoritie are great With Envie still are round about be set They are not only blam'd so doing ill Put for not doing all that all men will Their honours are so mixt with toyles and cares Which oft before old Age doth bring gray haires Their broken sleepes make us more soundly