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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A50418	A sermon preached at the consecration of the Right Reverend Father in God, Herbert, Lord Bishop of Hereford by Jasper Mayne ...	Mayne, Jasper, 1604-1672.; Croft, Herbert, 1603-1691.	1662 (1662)	Wing M1478; ESTC R19642	22,579	52

PErlegi hanc Concionem eámque dignissimam judico quae publicam lucem aspiciat Geo. Stradling S. Th. D. Reverendi in Christo Patris Gilberti Episc. Lond. Sacellanus domest Feb. 24. Anno Salut 1661. A SERMON Preached at the CONSECRATION OF The Right Reverend Father in God Herbert Lord Bishop of Hereford By JASPER MAYNE D. D. Canon of Christ-Church and one of His Majesties Chaplains in Ordinary JOHN 20. 21. As my Father sent Me so send I You. LONDON Printed for R. Royston Bookseller to the Kings most Excellent Majesty at the Angel in Ivie-lane 1662. To the Right Reverend Father in God BRIAN Lord Bishop of Winchester Prelate of the Honourable Order of the Garter and Almoner to His Majesty My Honoured Lord THose learned Jews and Christians who have been curious to find out the reason of some Visions in the Scripture do affirme That the Bush which Moses saw unburnt in the midst of fire was an Embleme of the Israelites then in bondage to the Aegyptians who were not onely preserved in the midst of Persecutions but thrived under their Oppressions hard Tasks and heavy Burthens and grew more numerous from the politick Arts which strived to lessen and destroy them till at length God contrived them a miraculous Deliverance which with their Calamitios concluded in a Song When I look back upon our late suffering Times the saddest which I think any History hath recorded where Oppression backt with Power made the Ruine of our Church the horrid step and ladder to the Usurpation of the Crown and where the name of a Bishop was so criminal and odious as to verifie Tertullian's sad complaint of his brutish Times Nominis vocabuli rei fuimus We were made guilty of a Word and condemned for being Christians and the style was punisht with publick Sales and Sequestrations and when withall I do consider by what unlookt-for way of Providence your Order and Religion like a Treasure snatcht from shipwreck were stupendiously restored after many years Confusion Methinks that Bush which Moses saw was the Embleme of our Church kept safe by Miracle in the midst of hungry fire and the Ship in the Gospel was presented to my eyes where Christ and his Apostles were tost in an hideous Storm but he waked and stilled the Winds and put a calmness to the Sea In these dayes of publick Calamity I was curious to observe how several men behaved themselves in strugling with their dangers I saw some take for their patern the Prophet Jonas in a storm who slept securely and untroubled when his Shipwreck rolled about him I saw others so much Cowards that to preserve their wretched Fortunes they compounded with the Tempest and made a League and Friendship with the Winds nay Servilely revived the Religion of those base timorous Heathens who worshipt every thing they fear'd and sacrificed to Furies and built Altars to their Plagues I saw others of a nobler and more stout and Christian Temper whose just reward is now to shine like Stars of Honour in the Church immovably resolute to maintain their Loyalty and Conscience with the loss of their Lives as they had already with their Fortunes Yet I hope it will be no diminution of their Vertues if I say That your Lordships Carriage in these Times of Persecution was to me most remarkable who by your happy Restitution and addition of more Honour have been made a greater Bishop but not a greater Person then you were in your lowest ebbe of Fortune The payment of your Vow in your building of an Alms-house on the place where you your self so ofter sate not wanting of an Almes but weeping o're the Prospect not then pleasant to your Eye because your proper business there was to aske the passers by If ever there were sorrows like to the sorrows of this Nation Your large Bounty to the College of which I am a Member which if I should name the Summe would make the world believe you meant to found a new College and not complete an old Your dying Liberalities bequeathed to others in your Will even to your meanest Servants who were your servants in distress are things which do proclaim you a great and noble Benefactor But these are but the good deeds of your Fortune done by the Bishop of Winchester the Charities of one possest with plenty and abundance your Rents and Mannors here share with you as Co-founders and your new Almes-house might have it written on the Walls A poor Bishop vow'd this House but a great and wealthy built it That which made you truly great and reverend in my eyes was to look into your noble Heart your large and bounteous Mind where your Good Deeds now were then but Wishes and Designs You were truly great to me when I saw you in your Poverty anticipate your Almes-house and be liberal at your door and the poor people in your House now had then places at your Gate when being reduced to the last Cruse of Oyle you made the drops run to others and when there was but a handful of Meal left in the little Barrel you then dealt your Loaf to those who wanted daily bread In short when you had but two Coats left to give one to the naked when you had hardly more then one Dish to make the poor your Guests to see you walk up your Hill with not much money in your purse and return back with none but then to think of laying up Treasures in Heaven when you had so little left on Earth was a Charity which raised in me a religious Admiration and lookt something like the Miracle wrought by our Saviour in the Gospel where Multitudes were fed with two fishes and five loaves Nor may I without some Injustice to your Vertues forbear to let the world know That I never saw Afflictions born with a more serene and even temper then you did yours who in the worst of Times stood like a firme unshaken Rock in the midst of angry waves your Courage still the same unbroken or undisturbed with any sad Disasters not more publick then your owne The old Church of England still kept up in your House with all its Formes and Rites though publickly forbidden Prayers constantly and twice a day read by you for the King at a time when such Devotions were made Treason by the Tyrant and Weekly Sermons preacht before you filled with so much Loyalty and Truth as would any where else have cast the Preacher into Bonds if not sent him from his Pulpit to the place of Execution To all this your Lordships continued Kindnesses to me by which I can compute my self almost grown aged in your Favours your encouragement of my younger Studies which grew up under your Example your Rescue of me from a Shipwreck in the late undoing Times when being tost and stript of all you were the Plank to save me and threw me out a line which drew me safe to shore are Reasons sufficient to let the World