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A03154 A Comfortable new ballad of a dreame of a sinner ... 1625 (1625) STC 1328; ESTC S1773 837 2

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A comfortable new Ballad of a Dreame of a Sinner being very 〈◊〉 troubled with the assaults of Sathan To the tune of Roger IN slumbring slléepe I lay all night alone in bed A vision very strange there came into my head Me thought the day of doome vndoubtedly was come And Christ himselfe was there to iudge both all and some My selfe was sent for there with sound of Trumpet shrill Which said All soules come heare your sentence good or ill I sate in minde amaz'd at that same sudden voyce For in mine owne good life no whit I could reioyce With panting brest I paus'd at that same sudden sight Not trusting to my selfe but to Christs mercies great I was no sooner meant but Sathan came me thought With him a role full large of all my life he brought And laid before the Lord how that I was his owne And would haue had me then my sinnes so great were growne I quaking lay with feare and wist not what to doe But in the blood of Christ I trusted still vnto Then said our Sauiour Christ foule Sathan end thy strife Looke if the sinners name be in the booke of life If he be entred there then must he needes be blest His sinnes be washt away his soule with me shall rest Then Sathan tooke the booke did leafe by leafe vnfold And there he found my name in letters limb'd with gold Then Sathan sorrowed much at that same sudden sight And said vnto the Lord thy Iudgements are not right And thus our Sauiour swéet said to him by and by Thou Sathan know'st full well that I for sinne did dye Redéeming all the world once ouerthrowne by thée And so will saue all such as truly trust in me My mortall foe was wroth that he had lost his prey Extreamely vexed was and vanisht quite away But I that thus was bill'd within that blessed booke Out of my stumbring sleepe so ioyfully awoke Still praying to the Lord that alwayes sinners may From Sathan be set frée at the last dreadfull day That after earthly toyles we may heauen ioyes attaine Here learne to liue to d 〈…〉 that we may liue againe Our noble royall King God grant him long to raigne To liue in ioy and peace the Gospell to maintaine FINIS London Printed for E. Wright