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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A96742	Carmen eucharisticon: a private thank-oblation, exhibited to the glory of the lord of hosts, for the timely and wonderfull deliverance, vouchsafed to this nation, in the routing of a numerous Army of Irish rebells before Dublin, by the sword of his valiant servant, Michael Jones, Lieutenant-Generall for the Parliament or England. / Composed by Geo. Wither Esquire, August 29. 1649.	Wither, George, 1588-1667.	1649 (1649)	Wing W3148; Thomason E572_6; ESTC R206168	4,976	8

not their ends VVe have seen GOD in our daies VValking on in all those waies VVhich to his eternall praise VVere in former Ages trod In our joyes and when we weep In our wakings in our sleep On the Heights and in the Deep VVe have seen thy steps O GOD We have seen here where we dwell Works of thine which parallel All that ancient-stories tell Touching either Foes or Friends Yea if all Records were lost We by that which now thou dost Might collect what do we must And what each mans way attends We have seen and see we shall What to Pharoah did befall And ordained is for all VVho shall obstinate remain VVe have seen that upon such Plagues or Mercies work not much And that these two often touch On some softned hearts in vain VVe have known men once or twice VVarned yea afflicted thrice Yet habituated Vice In her posture doth abide And her Lovers without stop Prosecute their fruitlesse hope Though their Partners daily drop Down to hell on ev'ry side We have seen the pride of Kings With those much desired things Whence their vain ambition springs Scorn'd despis'd and set at nought VVe their silk their pearls their gold And their prccious Jemms behold Scattred pawned bought and sold And to shame their glory brought VVe have seen fair seeming Starrs Thither tumbled from high Sphears VVhere their vanity appears And that wisemen may dispense VVith deluding Sophistries To promote what they devise Till they put their trust in lies Through a reprobated sense VVe have seen when GOD once makes Search for Blood what hills he shakes VVhat high Cedars down he breaks And what portion he prepares For Apostates Balaamites For blood-thirsty Canaanites And self-seeking Hypocrites VVhen their sin at full appears All these things and many moe Such as these we see and know Oh! that we could mind them too And our lives thereby amend For his Mercy shown of late And which we commemorate By Commandment from the State Was vouchsafed to that end Let us therefore not suppose 'T is enough to do like those VVho make only Verball showes Of the duties in command For unlesse in deeds as well As in words our thanks we tell As unthankfully we deal As if we had curst and ban'd Yea although our Temples ring Of GODS praise though loud we sing And all those Thank-offrings bring VVhich the Formalist oblates Yet if we perform no more He our presents doth abhor As the hiring of a whore And our vain Lip-service hates If we therewith do not heed How with us GOD doth proceed And how he at every need Hears us timely when we call That to such as helplesse lie VVe may yeild the like supply VVhen to us for help they cry VVe ere long time rue it shall Yea unlesse we pity more The oppressions of the poore Then we-have done heretofore And to Justice more adhere This will prove but a delusion And all mercies in conclusion Bring upon us just confusion When such vengeance we least feare Still in selfnesse if we live Much receive but nothing give Cheare our selves and others grieve We are in the way of death And of whatsoe're esteem In our owne conceits we seem God will cast us quite from him If we settle in that path For it is for nothing lesse Then this Nations righteousnesse Or our sakes that GOD doth blesse Those designes we undertake But 't is rather from their sin Who have our opposers been Whence our Victories begin And for GOD's free mercy sake For no goodnesse of our owne Did GOD's hand the King uncrowne And pull other Tyrants downe Nor because he yet doth see That our zealous Protestations Or pretended Reformations Of our great abhominations With our practises agree But by mercie he makes way To his feare that yet we may Hear his voice while 't is to day Whereunto if we incline Maugre then all former sinnings Our late seasonable winnings Shall be pledges and beginnings Of a mercy more divine Oh now therefore let our praise Be right-walkings in his wayes And believing what he saies Let our thankfulnesse be still In true charity exprest In relieving men opprest And indeavouring our best In obedience to his will Let us prudently forbeare To wax proud or domineere When GOD for us doth appeare And with awe expresse our joy Lest if we presumptuous grow He may for our doing so Turne his anger from our Foe Or both him and us destroy We have seen the strong defeated By himself the cheater cheated Men ambitious lower seated And long-fixed Pow'rs remov'd Nay ev'n such as we reputed Things divinely constituted Are destroy'd and they confuted Who have them for such approv'd We have seen those things despised Which our Fathers highly prized And the whole earth Idolized Therefore let us now for ever Constant be to that perfection Which deserveth not rejection And renounce our vaine affection To the waies of our deceiver Let those things which GOD hath done For these Isles be thought upon Not at such set times alone As the Civill Pow'rs command But now let us all our dayes Meditate his works and waies And be mindfull of his praise Whilst there shall be Sea or Land And Oh my eternall Lord Let thy al-subduing Sword But that chiefly of thy Word Thus prevaile for evermore Make it still victorious grow Till to thee all Monarchs bow And till vengeance thou shalt throw On the Dragon and the Whore Well accept this day what wee Have in publike offred thee And this private Mite from me Which I now presume to add For in ev'ry Act of Grace Which by thee vouchsafed was Since my breathings in this place I some speciall fruits have had In the many variations Of thy works and dispensations Unto these divided Nations I have learn'd to find out thee I by them thy mind discover And I daily read thee over As my God King Father Lover And as all in all to mee I have found thee in their failings In their losings and prevailings In their joyes and their bewailings In their hardnesse and their blindnesse In their Trust and their suspitions In their false and true professions In their good and bad conditions In their love and their unkindnesse And although this Generation Yet beholds not what relation To their fall or preservation My despised Poems have Some ere long will better heed them And though few now think they need them Thou wilt give them cause to read them VVhen I shall be in my grave Oh! till then let me persever My known duties to endeavour VVith true patience howsoever Thou shalt exercise my Faith And in ev'ry strong Temptation Tryall Straight or Tribulation Mind me for my Consolation VVhat thy truthfull Spirit saith To what ever thou shalt call me Or what ever may befall me Let no Terrene-Power appale me From declaring of thy Truth Let me all my wits apply Thy great Name to magnifie VVhilst I live and when I die Let thy praise be in my mouth And when here I have compleated That for which I was created Let me thither be translated VVhere thy Saints the Lamb attend That I may in praising him There communicate with them In that everlasting Hymn VVhich will never have an end AMEN HALELUJAH FINIS