bone If but thy Hat in Him part thou hast none M. L. 20. The second false putting on of Christ THis farther is of Christ a false assumption Thinke it not well it 's but a meere presumption When forth Religion as a cloake we weare But downe we lay 't soone when at home we are In Shops we will not keepe it nor in house We will not haue it on It hangs too loose But brush it rub it make it cleane and fine This must be borne abroad Then wee 'le be seene To weare it but at home it is too good By this thou hypocrite is vnderstood How thou abroad a Connert wilt professe Thy selfe to be which art in truth naughtlesse Yea to their Gownes to their indignity Some Clarks haue sayd lie there Divinitie In midst of my house with a perfect heart Saith David I will walke But loe thou art A wretch at home and in thy private Chamber Which mooveth wicked men the good to slaunder Saint Peter to the conuert Iewes thus sayd Seeing you are a holy Nation made And a peculiar people walke in sight Of Gentills like to those are brought to light From out of darkenes who before were not A people but as men of God forgot Walke in the Law though you from law are free And doe you not abuse your libertie Nor vse it as a cloake to sinne but keepe Your selues within Christs fold like faithfull sheepe As they their liberty a cloake to sinne Might not put on So only to be seene Weare not thy Saviour Certainely i f thou Be not the same thou dost to others shew Hee le strip thee naked so the Nations shall See thou of His no member weart at all He that at home is one abroad another Is not adorn d with Christ with Sathan rather M. L. 21. The third false putting on of Christ THere is a third which haue not truely taken And put on Christ such whom the Lord doth slackers Of these externall comfort 's heere below These are like travailers that sarre doe goe And being sure to meete with many a storme They put on Hoods and Coates and throughly arme Themselues for Cold and Raine But warme and faire They cast of all for loue of open ayre And merrily they passe their time away But otherwise it prooues a dolefull day Consider now God takes away thy wealth Thy goods and peradventure too thy health O! Then thou vow'st if God will theee restore Thou wilt Him better serue then heere-to-fore Most grievously thou mourn'st for what is past And now to God thou'lt come in all the hast He heares thy vowes and granteth thy request But what vse mak'st thou since thou were distre'st Some I haue knowne haue worse become by farre Then e're in all their liues before they weare When as afflictions are not sanctified And better thee t' is signe thou art not tri'd For one of Gods for who belong to God He as a father betters with his Rod. Be thou the same in thy prosperity Which thou hast vow'd to be in misery Nor only as a Coate thy Christ put on But Storme or Calme Him weare thy soule vpon This which one Wittily writ may heereto be alluded Aegrotat Doemon monachus tunc esse volebat Convaluit Doemon Doemon vt ante fuit The Divell was sicke The Divell a Monke would bee The Divell was well The Divell a Monke was bee M. L. 22. The benefit of keeping the Sabboth A Stronomers by their high skill doe finde The sunne doth light the skyes of every kinde And by the brightnes of his beames conuayes Power to the Clouds to cast on vs their rayes By whose faire lustre we haue light to goe About our workes or travell to and fro The truth whereof in Mystery to say Applyâ—â— to this sence I am sure I may Take the Sunne for Suns-day or day of rest Or Sabbath day or Lords day which is best To call it for the Lord the same did hallow And blest that day and blest those men that follow This his ensample And least we forget To doe so to it a Memento set Saying Remember thou keepe this to me Then in thy six dayes I will prosper thee The Iewes spake false gainst Christ of God 's not hee That on the Sabbath takes such libertie But true it is of thee who e're thou art That sette'st not that day for God a part It is but equall in seav en to take one Who might haue all requir'd and spar'd vs none If any send his servant farre away To a strange Country and him charging say I giue thee six dayes for thy vse and pleasure And food and cloathing and sufficient treasure To spend and will maintaine thee Only this One day in seaven spend in my services Wholly apart If notwithstanding he On that day doing his owne worke will be His Master may in justice with disgrace Both turne him from his service and his place The Sunn 's the Suns-day Skyes thy six dayes see Sunne lightneth them and Suns-day prospereth thee M. M. 23. The opposition of sinne and grace IN great and common Wells for every man Such as is neere the Burse in Amsterdan There are two Buckets fastned to a chaine The easier downe to sway and vp againe One being alost the tother then is vnder Necessity doth force them thus asunder When one is empty t' other straight doth fill They ne're are both aboue one 's vnder still Like to these Buckets hanging thus a part Is grace and sinne in every mortalls heart Seest thou a man is given much to sweare That man t' is sure hath not the gift of prayer And see'st thou one to wrath that 's much inclind That man hath not a meeke and quiet mind The Scripture saith in Amos you may reade Can two together walke not well agreede There 's mortall Enmity twixt sinne and grace The one the other striveth to deface If the strong man keeps house himselfe hee 'le fence In quiet still a stronger driues him thence When the Soule garnish't is and swept from sinne Then comes Gods spirit and forthwith enters in When the hearts empt'ed quite and quit of grace Then enters streight the Divell and he takes place Soone as Gods Arke to Dagons temple came The Idoll falls and brake to Ashdods shame Consider this who loue'st in sinne to liue Yet hop'st in heaven thy portion God will giue The Iron chaine compells one Bucket low And forceth still the other vp to goe So sinne and grace Gods justice doth command Nor in one heaven nor in one heart may stand M. D. 24. The Bridle of the Wicked THe greedy Dogge whose nature is to praie On sheepe or fowle and whatso'ere he may Come ne're he 's ravening at but marke it when The Cudgells o're his head he trembles then And dares not once to satisfie his lust Well knowing else what punishment he must Seuerely vndergoe which him withholds That otherwise would worry roosts heards folds This is
as'twere by chance Others in downy beds their spirits expire Some 's vitall powers may be benumd retire To th' heare those are not dead for put a glasse Thus triall 's made against their mouth and face Breath being found thereon aliue they seeme If not them to be dead doe all men deeme Death seizeth on the body Not on soule That must liue aye death can it not controule But yet the soule is dead too spiritually When as vpon its face you shall apply Christs righteousnes but it like a dead stone Breaths not thereon That man is such a one In whome's noe spirituall life nor living grace For this Divines count life in the last place And this rule 's certaine If there shew no breath No truer signe can be of life or death Therefore though I be wounded like to die I am not dead yet for the whilst that I Breath at my Christ I liue and shall liue ever I'n ghoastly breath which shewes I shall die never Christ is the glasse thy sinnes doe cause the sound If breath of faith then life of grace is found M. F. 11 The sacrifice of the Masse THe Law Leviticall to know's much worth For that the offices of Christ sets forth And manifestly shewes the Papists Masse A needlesse Ceremonie euer was For why They offer Christ continually Which you shall see confuted presently The Preist was one who onely was to enter Into the holy place none else might venter Where for the people he did sacrifice And they without God worshipt otherwise But might not make an offering that alone Concern'd the Priest that in to God was gone When all was done within and he come out He streight in peace dismissed all the rout Thus Christ our high Preist enter'd is within Holy of holiest offering there for sinne His merrits with an incense doth afford Sweete smellings in the nostrills of the Lord. The world 's the outward court where we remaine Whose duties are to prayse and laude Gods name Not doe the Sacrificing worke at all For Christ that same performed once for all And when himselfe He offerd vp that day All sacrifices else tooke end for aye Leaue off then Masse and such like trumperies Vnlesse Christs offring will not you suffice Who as he is that one so he 's the best Yea to this end is entr'd in that rest While Nadab and Abihu brought strange fire God cut them off in his provoked ire Then feare ye Papists while you are at Masse You be not slayne for God is as he was M. D. 12. A remedy against spirituall pride THe grasse hearbs to looke on cheares the sight So doe the flowers and fruits t is mans delight He takes great comfort and can glory much To see them greene and sprout his joy is such He thinks one well could liue by these But when He veiwes the sunne the case is alterd then For though he gaze vpon them nought he spies That seemeth pleasant or can glad his eyes Cause now a while he 's blinded though he tooke That great delight before on them to looke This is the cause why Christians are so proud Of their transcendent grace God hath bestowd For they themselues doe with themselues compare And many times with those that weaker are And see not how farre they of him come short Who knew noe guile and had in sinne no part When one shall wisely see what God desires What himselfe wants and what the Law requires Hee 's strucken blind who did before behold Such graces in himselfe he grew so bold To vaunt of them This rule to make thee humble be sure thou take and then thou shalt not stumble Vpon the Rock of thine owne haughty mind If thou 'lt see what thou wantest and what 's behind M. B. 13. Some time spent in holy duties hinder not a mans perticular calling THe Swayne that with the sweating of his browes Food to himselfe and family allowes Who Digs and Delues and mowes the Corne and Grasse And will no precious time in vaine let passe Yet whets his sythe and time to make it keene Spends daily much for thereby it is seene He cuts the Corne more smoother and a pace And rids more worke And counts it no disgrace Ost so to doe and that way further gaines Then if he vs'd in cutting greater paines So knowes the true Nathaniell Israelite By taking paines in good things his delight He looseth not by that but double gets First comfort to his soule and yet not lets His owne peculiar calling That day more He speeds then worldlings doe with labour sorr And I for my perticular can say I gaine more then Then any other day The Lords Commandement was to Israell When they did come in Canaan land to dwell All their male Children thrice should in the yeare Before the Lord of Lords goe vpt ' appeare And while they so would worship oft The land None should assay to get from out their hand But each thing prosper and succesfull proue And all occurrents turne to their behooue On Christian practises whet oft thy sythe And take 't for certaine thou and thine shall thriue M. D. 14. The way to please God in all our actions THat Archer will not ayme with both his eyes Which shooteth in a game to winn a prize But lookes with one eye narrowly to hit That pinn or marke he shootes at in the white So he that God will please serue and obey That eye must shut that vseth to survey Honours or prayse of men or worldly pelf And thus he good may purchase to himselfe Good things then for themselues must freely follow Or else Gods name aright thou canst not hallow If I should seeke to please men saith S. Paul Then were I not Gods Minister at all Who doth an heart and heart with hate detest The single eye and simple heart are best While men doe seeke the loue of men to gaine They saile of that and loose the Lord the maine The Lord with him Corrivall will haue noue But who alone Him loues is blest alone O let my heart be in thy statutes sound That shame may not my soule or face confound The Lord all creatures for mans vse did make But for himselfe vouch safed man to take Sith so 's Gods minde let man to God surrender Himselfe and leaving all God only tender And when these two shall meet My profit ease Gods glory will Let this downe to their pease The while Gods glory mans selfe th' eye shut quite Disclaimst thy selfe in all Thou 'st hit the white M. S. 15. The cause why wicked men die either suddenly sullenly or desperately THe Parents to their Children wont each night To deale out some convenient jnch of light That seemelier they might to their rest resort Who fall parchance to wrangle or to sport And so their peece of candle vainly wast Which being out themselues in bed they cast They know not how one runns in at the feete Another hawles
the blancket for the sheete And commonly that night no rest they take Because no better vse of light they make Like to these foolish Children most men are Who though the Lord them time and health doth spare And little light of life affords them heere To serue Him still in trembling and in feare This precious time mispent to graue they goe As men bereau'd of sence they care not how But though this life 's a moment yet depends Eternity heereon which never ends Statutum est That thou as all must die And after that to Gods Tribunall hie See therefore what the prisoners doe that heare Deaths doome Noe more themselues deboist they beare But pensiuely tow'rd execution goe Take patterne then by them and doe thou so Doe not the Candle of thy life extinguish Before thou grace pursue and sinne relinquish Least thou cry lockt in sable bed of Hell To late Ah had I life now I 'de line well M. D. 16. The impediments of Christian conversation THe Citizens for most part Hacknies hire And none so soone as they their horses tier Which riseth hence With full career they Ride And in their Innes the beasts to th' Rack are tied Meateles vndrest yet are they switcht and spurrd If on their way they haue a whit demurrd But cause they provender with-hold them from They grow vnable through to bring them home Like vnto these are some those Christians sad Who looke not on the Gospell which makes glad But on the Rigour of the Law their eyne Doe fix and on their faults their soules to pine Considering not what Christ for them hath payd And what is beate vpon so oft and sayd Reioyce ye Righteous and againe Reioyce And ye of perfect heart life vp your voyce Those seest thou not But tiest thee to the Rack Of the lawes Curses which doe make thee slacke Thy pace vnto thy home in heaven attending And so before thy time thy zeale hath ending When Sampson dranck that mistick spring amaine His spirits refresht and he reviu'd againe Vnto the house of David opened is A fountaine for their fowle vncleanesses A proclamation's made Ho he that will Come wine to buy without price Take your fill Who hath no power and 's faint He maketh strong And strength vnto the strengthlesse doth prolong As Eagles mount to heaven So shall they flee And in that walke or race vnwearied be Drinck then of these Rich promises Collection And thou shalt strengthned be vnto perfection M. F. 17. The cause of ignorance in lay Papists THose Theeues that vse to pilfer hate the light And seeke by all meanes to extinguish quite What light so ere they see For that discouers Their mischeife which else in the darkenes houers Therefore before they 'le act their wickednes All light shall surely out both more and lesse Then they no consctence make but all they can They steale against the lawes of God and man Those theeues are Popelings and this light the word Which they obscure and will it not afford Vnto the people least it should discry Their double dealing and their villany For when the people nought thence see or know They make them deeme what they say must be so Elisha once the blinded Syrian hoast Diverted from along the Dothan coast Into the midst of Samar's dreadfull bands Where they together by their foes strong hands Might soone haue perisht ere they were aware Thus Papists by the Pope perverted are Who suffers not the Gospell of our Christ To shine But his inventions gloomy mist Misleades them for the God of this world blinds The hearts of them and darkeneth their minds Wherefore with this ye shauclings be asham'd And Antichrists vild brood for ere be blam'd That hide from people that which should afford Them light of life to bring them to the Lord. For as a lantharne serveth shining bright In places darke so doth Gods word giue light As curst he was of old who drew astray The blind man which was going in right way So curst for ever be that man of sinne That thus doth mens damnations travell in M. D. 18. The Reprobates vtmost bounds AForraine Chapman from the Country comes To buy much wares to disburse such somes Of money as necessity doth craue And heere and there he seekes about to haue That which is good and good cheape as he can And where he lookes and likes he cheapens than And likewise mony bids and faine them would Haue at his price if possibly he could But deeming them held at too deare a rate Goes thence comes back t is gone then greiues too late To Christ the yong man comes and thus he sayn Master What shall I doe heaven to obtayne Commandements keepe saith Christ steale not ne kill These from my youth I haue observed still Replies he Then Christ one thing lack'st thou more Goe sell what e're thou hast and giue the poore And thou in heaven shalt haue abundant treasure Take vp thy crosse come follow me such measure For this ere long vpon thee I le bestow Of good as having thou would'st not forgoe At thesed epe words the man departed sad If at this price Gods Kingdome must be had He rather from his first speech will digresse Then leaue his Mammon of vnrighteousnes The Formalist or Reprobate thus farre Goes tow'rd the purchase of this heavenly ware To tast the swectnes of the word some deele And of another world the powers to feele Put rather then he all his sinns will flee At length his soule he damns Eternally And like the foolish shapman though too late Mourns that he hath lost heaven though at that fate M. C. 19. The first false putting on of Christ THe Simplest or vnmannerliestrude Clowne That meets his friend in feild or in a Towne Or farther off if any he espie He mooues his hat that must of presently If in one day a hundreth friends he meets Off goes his hat to every one he greets Like to this hat that 's oft put off and on Are such as falsly Christ rely vpon And such are they who only Christned are And being no more in Christ haue no true share These seeme to haue him on but curse drinke sweare And to dishonour God nor care nor feare This makes so many Whores and Rogues increase Because they put off Christ they never cease For sanctitie Him did they ne'r assume And therefore falsly say thy king dome come Simon the Sorcerer so far proceeded He made profession with some faith was speeded Became baptiz'd for Christ with Philip stayd And saw what workes and miracles he made Wondring thereat But Peter playne him told He was not of Christs flocke but Divels fold In gall of bitternes thou art saith he And in the bondage of iniquitie As Paul of Circumcision once did say To thee concerning Baptisme so I may The Ceremonie nothing doth availe If thou in keeping of Gods lawes dost faile Flesh of thy slesh make Christ Bone of thy
the cause some runne not out so farre In all excesse of lewdnes and doe spare To medle with grosse sinnes their confidence smites them And feare of hell within their hearts affright's them That they by no meanes dare become fo grosse T' is not for loue to good or doubt to lose Vertue Ne flesh and spirit in them striving But will and Conscience one the other driving The Will pursues what 's wickednes amaine The Conscience prickt repells it backe againe The Righteous sinns not cause he feareth God The Wicked sinns not Why He feares the Rod. Good Ioseph saith shall I commit this thing And so offend my God by trespassing Yea wicked Balaam cryed I cannot goe Beyond Gods word to doe or lesse or moe And why Because he knowes Gods Angell stands To smite him through nor can he scape his hands When Balack said what hast thou done to me I cald thee not to blesse mine enemie Balam makes answere Must I not take heedo To speake but what the Lord hath sure decreede The Dogge desires the praie but dreads the Wan Gods Iudgements driues from sinne the Wicked man M. F. 25. The right carriage of a Christian in his calling THe little Children are the parents pleasure And fitly may be cal'd their parents treasure Who please sometimes to send them to and fro 'T is their delight to see how they can goe If to his Child one say Sirrah goe gather Those Chips that yonder lie and bring them hither He sâ—reight way goes and seekes his lap to fill Not earing for them t' is his fathers will That he should gather them If any fall Out of his lap he vexeth not at all Nor lets he downe and cryes But what he tooke Vnto his father beares with chearefull looke What 's Wealth but Chips So should they be esteem'd Nay worse then so meere drosse in scripture deem'd And what 's our calling but the Lords command That not in Idlenes our dayes should stand If th' one be Chips and t'other to obey The Lords Command is done you well may say They are but worldlings who no other heart Doe labour for saue to get vp a part Of gayne and profit Wealth must not be sought For 't selfe nor for himselfe a man keepe ought And if perchance thou should'st great losses haue Thou must not greiue because thou could'st not saue Thy state from such disasters and more pine Then if thou had'st lost heaven and grace Divine And let thy dayes on earth vnchearesull be That crosses doe or losses follow thee Make not thy Gold thy God thy Calling more Then to fulfill Gods will and keepe His Lore And what thou hast be thou content to carry Vnto thy graue with joy craue not to tarry For wealth and pelfe of God there 's none respected For these but with these many are reiccted The poore mans poore cstare with grace is more Then rich mens rich comport and heaped store Children for losse of Chips repine not then Droope not for losse of outward things being men M. D. 26. The danger of wicked men abiding in the Church FAyre walkes and gardens richly deckt with flowers And beautified with pavements with bowers Rich men and Nobles for these pleasures care To keepe which seemely they no cost will spare And for that purpose Gardeners doe provide To see to them at every time and tide Which Gardener daily doth with industry Trim Prune and Dresse it and if he espie A Weede or Cockle with his ready hand He rootes it out It shall no longer stand The Owner of his Church and bower's the Lord Who doth at every turne and time afford A prying eye and narrow search to see If in his Garden weeds or thistles be These with his Hooke of Instice roots he out And will not let them there to grow and sprout See this thou Hypocrite that will not part With sinne but lou'st and hid'st it in thy heart Goe liue with Turkes and Heathens from the pale Of Christian people Else God will not faile Thee to cut vp and cast out for saith He I 'le honour'd be by those draw neere to me Thy sinne is double who dost beare a part In grosse transgressions yet liu'st in the heart And bosome of Gods Church Pagans offend Against one Law but thy sinne doth extend To breach of two Of grace and natures light Which in these dayes in Gods church shineth bright That light they haue without excuse shall leaue them Which thing the Iewes worse made and did deceiue them So that Gomorrah's state and sodomes land In day of Iudgement easter shall stand Then theirs and why Because to them Christ gaue Farre greater meanes then those their soules to saue As Gardeners suffer Weeds in feilds to grow Because on them they never paines bestow So heathen lands the wicked Rout may nourish But where Gods Gospell is they must not flourish M. T. 27. The New Creation A Musick Instrument though fitting strings Apt peggs and frets it hath and other things Which Instruments require Yet t' is rejected If 't bee but out of tune 's not once respected Of skilfull Masters being still the same With all the Ornaments that they can name As other Instruments which sweetly play Only that it 's not tun'd t' is naught they say Away with t. Would you know the reason why It 's out of tune 't will make noe melodie But being scrude and tun'd and new amended It soundeth pleasingly and is commended So every man that 's borne is a full creature Fraught with all humane faculties as feature And parts of body and soules powers as mind Will Conscience Memory hee 's nought behind The perfect'st Christian What can be desir'd There 's all in him that is in man requir'd Yet yeilds he not to God a pleasant sound Because he is not a new creature found But when Gods minister shall these vp screw And so doth tune and make this creature new He streight resounds Spirituall melody And in Gods eares giues heavenly harmony The Bones Ezechiell saw both dead and dry Became of vse when he did Prophesie Thou nothing art whilst thou art but meere nature Stocks Stones Beasts each one of them 's a creature And thou no more But wilt thou better be Let Gods word new transforme and fashion thee As Instruments vnlesse in tune are slighted So men except new made ne're God delighted M. D. 28. The foolishnes of Transubstantiation THe Bush that hangs at Tavern dore doth shew That there is Wine within This all men know Wee 'de count him madd who le run to that and thinke He can there-out sufficient liquour drinke And will be sucking at the Bush when true It is that hangeth there vnto the veine view Of all men passing by but to declare Vendible Wines within that house there are Such mad men Papists are which verefie That in a little Wafer hid doth lye Christs very flash While th' elements there be Hung out to Commers