waste Which all that know and trust therein do know the gaine they taste By faith they purged are from sinne in his sweete blood Though now the Pope do tell to vs a tale of Robin hood Who comes with peltinge pardons now and stinkinge Bulles of lead To Pardon sinne and would cause vs vnder our féete to tread The bloud of Christ that heauenly Lamb a prety Iuglinge cast But God froÌ„ Heauen with vengeance hot this Monster vile will blast Yea he will breake the crewe of all the Popish brood That hope to haue a Golden day to shed more Martyrs bloud Yea Christ wil swage the gréedy thirst of cruell carelesse Cain Which persecute his members still and put his Saincts to paine He will not leaue his Churche to languish in distresse Though he permit some Tirants still hir Children to oppresse But as a faithfull husband sure he doth his Church regard And at the last amidst his wrath his foes will sure reward Yea he will breake the Iawes of Antichrist so wood â–ª Which gréedely his Woluish thirst doth quench with-Martyrs bloud When OG and ZEON sought to spoile the Israelites I finde A Ieptha for to shield his flocke the mightie God assinde When that Phelistia sought with Israell to striue A Sampson God did rayse at last to denne his foes to driue When Ahab did displease the Lord and Iesabell his Quéene Whose hauocke to oppresse his Saincts full greedely was seene He waxed wroth and plagued hir in his most furious moode She brake hir necke the dogges at last did lap hir gilty bloud When â—abins Captaine Cisera did sore oppresse Gods fold God raysed a Debora we read to make his harte full cold When that Assyria annoide Samaria in deede God by his power fought for them and from their foes them fréede When Oliphemus did assault Bethulia I finde A valiant Iudith vnto them the mighty God assingd When that Antiochus did extort the people of the Lorde And sought for to distroy them cleane by force of bloudy sworde God raise a Machabeus then his flocke Elect to shield Thus vnto his oppressed Church God comfort still doth yéeld And what haue these his foes vnplagued gonne away No Cysera lost his life I read in Tent where hid he lay And Oliphernus lost his head by Iudiths valiant hand Thus God doth fight for Sions health you Foes may vnderstand What was not Haman hanged on the trée he did prepare To hange the Iewes why then I red some Papists to beware Antiochus was plagued sore in Chariot where he lay The wormes did drop out of his flesh as you can not denay The Bible forth doth show a number such as these Which plagued were because the Lord they did so sore displease For which som Papistes looke and therof make great boast And then as late they did be sure the faithfull they will roast Then rigor should haue rule where mercy now doth raigne And fier and faggots should not faile your Masse for to maintaine You long to haue your Holy water and holy bread againe Ye long to haue your little round God in Pix for to remaine You long to haue a popish priest to sing a pelting Masse Ye wish to haue the Churche againe abused as it was But God your longing can depose though long therfore ye looke Your Golden day may chaunce to cause Your neckes to stand a crooke And therfore leaue your whispering you that daily gape for newes Take heede all ye that do Paules Church in order such abuse Repent amend and call for grace while God doth lend you time Embrace the truth and skorne it not least vengeance plague your crime And ye that stand in doubt my freindes cast all your doubts away And vnto Gods eternall truth trust as your only stay For if ye stray from Christe and vnto Sathan cleaue He will when you haue greatest neede in daunger still you leaue For who so doth forsake the Lord for feare of worldly losse And thinketh skorne vpon his backe to take his Maisters Crosse. Is far vnmeete to haue a place with Christ in Heauen aboue As plainly he in his Gospell at large doth show and proue And now ye that do raunge at large like Papists stoute and bolde In many a place of London sure when tidinges straunge are tolde Refraine your tounges beware heÌ„ceforth what you do speake and saie For God regards his little Fold we haue the Golden daie His Gospell pure is truely taught and Preachers ready are To vs out of his holy Lawe our dewties to declare The Sacraments are ministred as Christe to vs hath tought Wherein we learne what he for vs by his deare death hath wrought For as we eate materiall Bread and Drinke materiall Wine So spiritually we feede by Faith on Christes fleshe deuine And so we drinke his precious Bloud to cheare our Soules with all Not grosly as you Papists saie with outward teeth Carnall But Spiritually by Faith vpon his Flesh we féede And so we Drincke his precious Bloud to comfort vs in deede Then haue we not a Golden daye the Lord prolonge the same That in his feare henceforth we may practise our liues to frame And so be thankfull to our God for these his giftes of grace That he may still behold our daies with his most louyng face That all our wordes déedes henceforth may learne so to accorde That we with harts vnfained may still liue and Laude the Lorde And next our gracious Queene so Honour and obaye That England may be freed still from Papists Golden daye Which vnto those that feare the Lord and loue his Ueritie Through rigor and extorted force a dismall daie would be From which Lord fende thy littel flocke and giue our foes a fall Confound those cruell Caines O Lord that for a chaunge do call And so thy truth do grafte with in our tender hart That from thy truth and Testament no daunger cause vs start Confound the rage of Rebels stout Lord be our strength and Towre As from the Turke so shield vs Lord from force of Popish powre Abate their pride which wilfull be in lingringe hope to staie Protect thy Fold defend thy Churche from Papists Golden daye Aduaunce thy Gospell still let not thy praise decaie Stretch forth thine arme shield vs still from Papists Golden daie Let all that loue thy Testament with harts vnfayned praie That neuer more in England here the Pope haue Golden daie Increase the number of thy folde thy mercie Lord displaie Prolonge amonge thy simple sheepe this happy Golden daie That we thy pasture may attaine and so thy woorde obaie That we at no time neede to feare the Papists Golden daie Come hast thy kingdome mighty God come Iesus Christ we praie That all our foes may learne and know we haue a Golden daie Our Realme Queene defend dere God with hart and minde I praie That by thy aide hir Grace may kéepe the Papists from their daie Hir health hir wealth and vitall race in mercy longe increase And graunt that Ciuill warre and strife in England still may cease Confound the pupose and deuise of all that carelesse crewe Which seeke by force for to withstand thy worde and Gospell trewe Preserue the Counsell of this Realme let thy Sprite be their staie That they their Councell may imploy to breake the Papistes daie Sende Preachers true good Lord thy Gospell to display That by their trauell they may let the Papists Golden day The Commons of this Realme defend that loue may ay abound And graunt obedience to our Queene may euer more be found That as she faithfull is hir Subiectes ay to loue So true and trustie vnto hir our hartes may euer proue Thus shall the mighty God be our Defence and stay And keepe the cruell Papists still from their longe wished day And we shall haue as God do graunt to Papists swift decay The worde of grace sincerely Preacht which is our Golden day Which to continew longe to God let vs all pray Whose glorious name be Lauded still for this our Golden day FINIS
A FRENDLY Larum or faythfull warnynge to the true harted Subiectes of England Discoueryng the Actes and malicious myndes of those obstinate and rebellious Papists that hope as they terme it to haue theyr Golden day By I. Phil. ¶ Imprinted at London in Fleetstreete by William How for Rycharde Iohnes To the moste vertuous and gratious Ladie Katherin Duches of Suffolke Iohn Phillip wisheth continuall health of body and minde from God the father of our Lorde Iesus Christe Amen NOt vtterly ignorant most gratious Lady of your many and sundrie vertues whiche sufficientlye are made open and manifest to the louers of Gods sincere Catholique Gospel as otherwise ardent and zealous desier that your noble hearte doth possesse in wishyng the conuersion of those that are enemies not onely to Gods veritie but also to the fauourers of the same which who so euer he â—e that shall enter in these poyntes into deepe earnest consyderation of minde with him selfe shal not only be moued to be thankfull therefore to God the giuer of al good thinges but also be prouoked and stirred day by day to pray that God as he by his vnspekeable prouidence hath framed so good a gift in your most gratious breast and to illumine your eyes with his deuine knowledge wherby your person is and can be able thereby to discerne falshood from truth light from darkensse pure religion from vnwritten verities and Gods Euangely from mens tradicions so he may increase and multiplie the same in so noble a heart that you may perseuer and go forward therin to the glory of God the aduauncement of his worde and the comfort and consolation both of your gratious body and minde that when Christ shall come to iudge you may participate as felow Heire with him that eternall and Heauenly kyngedome purchased with his deare heart bloud where he hath layde vp in store for all that faithfully and earnestly beleeue on his most holy name immortall and iâ—corruptible Crownes of euerlasting life the whiche are allotted to his beloued and adopted sonnes in his bloud Knowyng therefore O vertuous Lady your Estate to be suche as scarsly I might for want of knowledge once be worthie to name so greate is the weakenesse and imbicillitie of my witte muche lesse then to wright vnto so noble a Lady as your grace is Yet incoraged by hope I am imboldened to pitche mine Anker amidst the Flouds of your vertues to builde my trauell on the foundation of your knowledge beyng perswaded that hauinge so worthie a Matrone as you are to be a sheilde to this my weake and vnskilfull labour it shal not onely be a sheild sufficient therto but cause it also to be the better regarded and esteemed In consyderation wherof I most humbly beseche your Grace to accept take the same in good parte and hereafter as God shal increase in me greater knowledge I shall with matters of greater waight and importaunce trouble your most gratious person as knoweth God who graunte you longe lyfe prosperitie and peace with the comforte and great ioy of your worthy children to his good pleasure now euer Your humble and obedient oratour Sonne of your poore seruant of longe time Iohn Phillip ¶ To the Reader I. Phillip wisheth health in Christe the giuer thereof c. CALLINGE TO MINDE Good Reader the estate of this oure myserable tyme knowing that CHRISTE in his Gospell hath geuen vs knowledge therof forewarnyng vs therfore to th' intent that our mindes should not be troubled or caried aboute as the weather Cocke is commonly with euery puffe and smal blast of Winde Let this therefore aduertise thee that thou looke not backe from that Canonicall and heauenly doctrine Which our maister Christe hath taught and confirmed as his blessed will and Testament with the price of his precious death and bloudshedding on the Crosse with which he hath sealed the same and left it vnto vs and our posterities that we and they vvhich shal come after vs might teache it vnto our Children as a law giuen by him to be obserued for euer Then sith he hath so mercyfully and louingly delt with vs shall we rewarde his good will with ingratitude or shall we in recompence of so greate benefites yelde or quit him with disdaine No rather like obedient and louynge children let vs indeuer to obey his commaundements and to show our selues followes of his worde not only in talke but in deede for deedes to confirme our profession are required not that by them vve may merit ought at all for faith and not workes are our iustificacion yet I condemne not workes for they are the fruites of faith and testefie the same sundry causes haue mooued me though vnworthy to take this labour in hande the one the mutteringe of Papistes whiche mutter there and here as oportunitie seruith their turnes strange lies and newes far distant from truth Another cause is that the mindes of many men are disquieted and brought out of frame by the vngodly meanes of suche â–ª as not only rebell against God and his worde but also agaynst the estate of this Realme our Queene and dignitie of her Crowne and so through the meanes and actions of a few vnnaturall braunches stande halfe in doubt whether they may turne to the right hande or the left this therefore may be to comfort the one to discourage and vtterly deface th' other Whiche not only purpose the ruine aud spoyle of their naturall Nourse and countrie but also as their vniust dealynges their craftie attempts and subtill pretences plainly showe and demonstrate the domage and decay of our moste gratious and excellent Princesse whose high renowne of maiestie euery true and faithful subiect as far as life and goods wil stretch â–ª ought to defeÌ„d support and maintaine as hir Maiesties person is the lawfull heire of the famous Prince Kinge Henrie the eight who was a suppresser and ouerthrower of all superstition and Idolatrie so our Delbora doth not only studie to vanquish and confounde the same but followeth the trace of hir most excellent Father a wise and prudent Salomon as did that yonge and godly Ezechias the sixt EDVVARDE hir maiesties valiant brother who â–ª as she planted the Lords Vineyarde and repayred the walles of Sion againe Till such time as our God seing our ingratefulnesse deliuered vs into the hands of the Bulles of Basan who no only defaced the buildinge substancially framed and begon but more then this gaue the greedy Boare of Rome free libertie to enter therunto whose spoiling Tuskes did spoile aud roote vp such good and godly Braunches as therin did beautifie and cause the same increase and after in their steads planted Dernell weedes and stinking Brambles which fruict was vnsauery and vnpleasaunt before GOD who for the greeuous grones the Teares and plaintes most bitterly throwne forth of his litle flocke and Churche restored vs againe from the yoke of Cruell and bloudy Pharo and in place of CYSERA or DIOCLESIAN who
their whippes prepare About the market him to scourge they prâ—st and ready are This donne vnto a stake they binde and tie this Godly wight And on the top a burninge tubbe of pitch the Papists pight So that the droppes did light a pace vpon his tender skinne This kinde of paine did Camberlaine for Christes Gospell winne Who then amidst his panges of payne did neuer more oblight To mightie God for to commend his ghost and troubled spright And oft he wisht that Antichrist might haue an vtter fall And that the truth might publisht be to ouerthrow of Baall But still these Uipers fell alas haue sought his tormentes still And iiii foote distant from the stake to show their cursed will. A fire huge they frame to compasse Camber bound Whose ardent heate about the stake constraines him to runne round Till God from HeaueÌ„ cast downe his eies his tormentes to asswage Who now no doubt doth rest in ioye most free from Papists rage Iudge ye that haue Gods feare iudge ye these Papists spight And magnifie the God of Gods for Camberlaine that wight Whose praise in spite of death shall liue and last for aye Maugre all those that wish and looke for such a Golden daye That they may burne and whip as Papists learne by skill All those that seeme for to prefer Gods Testament and will. ¶ Also the late attempted fact in Skottish zoyle and land Which cruell clownishe caitife late to practise tooke in hand Doth plaine discourse to me what fruites in Traitours raine As well recordes the Noble bloud Lorde Ieamie lately slaine With thundringe stroke of gunne and eger pearsinge shot A griefe to comly Courtiers sure and subiectes true God wot This Regents death is wepte with sobbes in many a place Who with the sound of iustice sought disorder to deface His truth and Noble skill in Armes was not vnknowne A pricke to those which vnto truth were heinous mortall fone But cursed be that Tiger fell that Gorgon fearce and wood Which greedely to quench his thirst did shed Lord Ieamies bloud Woe worth that Caitifes hand that made the simple morne Whose stroke of gun with heaps of ioies the Papists did adorne But so torments the mindes of those that faithfull bee That brinish streames doth show to them a dismall daie they see But yet perhaps â–ª this verlet vile which did commit this fact May Canonised be a Sainct by Pope for that his act For Cronicles discourse to me Alphonsus borne in Spaine Which did the Lore of Pope wee see by study longe maintaine Did so disdaine his brother deare Diazius by name Who then with Bucer sought to preach the woorde of life and fame That all in rage gainst reasons skill and natures skilfull Lore He sought for to conuert him still as busied euermore To hate the truth but all in vaine Diazius faithfull was And sought by truth him to allure from pelting Popish Masse And then Alphonsus fainde him self conuerted for to be And outward iesture made it play as all estates might see He seemd with tounge to speake that harte disdained quight Againste the Poape he fained then with earnest truth to fight His brother was right glad in minde and Ioyfull in his harte That Alphonse did from Papistrie to sincere truth conuarte And oft embraste him in his armes and kist his tender face Eke he with teares repentaunt seemde though doublenesse had place And faining to departe from thence a letter did endight And hierd a Slaue to beare the same to Diazius poore wight Who nothing slowe to execute his purpose and his will A hatchet brought vnder his cloake Diazius to kill And as he to peruse the same was diligent in deede The Hangman cleft into his hed while he the same did reade Then home to Rome Alphonsus fled pursuite was after made But yet the Popes most sacred Bull causde Iustice skill to fade And for this bloudy murther showne he Canonised was A Sainct such zeale hath peeuish Pope to his most wicked Masse And so this Clowne which late we heare Lord Iames with gunne did kill The Pope may hap to make a Saincte so diuelishe is his will. Iudge now the Iuglinge castes they vse iudge you the cruell trade Iudge you the cause of Ciuill strife the Pope this time hath made Whose crueltie is suche expressed euery where That vnto such as loue Gods truth right noysome is to heare Was Nero halfe so wood as are our Papists now The Turkes that heare this crueltie will not the same allow Not Phallaris so cruell was such tormentes to deuise As do our Bloudhoundes in defence of their late written lies Though Dioclesian cruell were to butcher Christes flocke Which vnto Iupiter his God for mercy would not knocke Not halfe so mercilesse was he as seeme our Papists aye For some would bite which now do bark to haue a Golden daye But whence doth springe the cause and ground of all this strife Euen from the filthy Seas of Rome in mischiefe very rife Whose wares began to smell as dunge and durtie drosse And therefore like a rauenous Wolfe the Sainctes of God doth tosse And now the time is come he sees that truth must runne his race He feares the wracke of Babilon and of his Papall place He feares his pelting pardons now no lenger will be sold And therefore striues with footh nayle his trinckets to vphold He feares his slender God his Robin in his boxe He feares no man will be so mad to call to Stoanes and Stockes He dreades a sudden chaunge may happen soone to fall Which him and his if truth runne foorth may spéedely appall And therefore sendeth forth with thundryng voyce his curse Wherewith he thinkes to staie cause his foes to speede the worse And then he stirs vp freindes and Pardon dothe them send That in his cause and quarell will by force of Armes contend Thus seekes he to obscure the truth which God will haue to raigne Yea to deuide al Kingdomes now imployed is his payne Where peace should ay remainynge be he Battayle doth procure Where loue should raigne the fruits of hate he trauels to invre As hath in Fraunce and Flaunders sure â–ª continued very songe And now into our English pale he seeketh fast to thronge And many Northen Dawes aquaynt them with his Grace And séeme to burne their Bibels pure and Masse bookes plant in place Some seeme to disanull the thinge that God and Queene allowes And seeke to prosecute apace their Popishe peltinge vowes The broode of Balaams Priestes their Coapes did soone assay And some in London then had thought to haue their Golden day When they might knocke and kneele and crutch to Masse againe When they might praie sucke the bloud of such as truth maintaine But then their hope supprest and dasht by Princesse might And both the Moone and Bull for feare had take them selues to flight And these pestiferous Priestes which Masse beganne to singe Were trussed vp