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A85318
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First, Great Britaines confession Second, Great Britaines intercession. Third, and the authours earnest desire for the Kings Majesties happy and speedy returne to his high court of Parliament.
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Cragge, John, Gent.
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1643
(1643)
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Wing F976; Thomason 669.f.6[103]; ESTC R212584
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First Great Britaines Confession Second Great Britaines Intercession Third and the Authours earnest desire for the Kings Majesties happy and speedy returne to his high Court of Parliament Great Britaines mournfull dolefull lamentation Because of sin and sinfull occupation Craving of God true righteousnesse and peace Faith hope and love unto her joyes increase VVOes me great Britain what becomes of me That have offended in so high degree By sins committed fearfull sins indeed Which makes my soule and body much to bleed I have forsaken God the God of love Well may Christ Jesus my ill deeds reprove I have forsaken God the God of peace Well may Christ Jesus fearfull woes increase I have forsaken truth peace righteousnesse By fearfull hainous sins and wickednesse I have forsaken Jesus Christ my Saviour By my most base and filthy foule behaviour I have abused Gods most holy Spirit By my refusing of Christ Jesus merit I have so much defended my ill cause That of Christ Jesus I get small applause Whereas I should in humble wise confesse My sins to God and all my wickednesse I have defended sin and sins condition That well I may be throwne into perdition I with a brazen face have fronted God I well may suffer his most fearfull rod. I have excus'd whereas I should accuse Condemne and judge my selfe for my abuse I have abus'd Gods patience by my sin Well may my sorrowes miseries begin By pride oppression I have sins committed Which in true justice scarce can be remitted If mercy plead not for my sinfull case I shall become most filthy foule and base By drinking eating riot and excesse I have committed fearfull wickednesse By swearing lying idlenesse and sloth I have offended broken faith and troth By Idoll service fearfull to behold I have offended I may be comptroll'd By great injustice I have much transgrest The poore mans cause I have not in request By wrongfull dealing bribery extortion In hell I doe deserve to have my portion By whoredome loosnesse idlenesse and ease By gaming sporting I my God displease By crisping curling pondring frizling haire I seeme a russian rude without compare By digging delving in the depth of sin Well may my sorrowes miseries begin By sins in secret and in publique done I grieved have both Father and the Son I grieved have my Gods most holy Spirit Death and destruction well may be my merit I have so prov'd my selfe base Cavalleer That I deserve to have sad whipping cheer I have so much rebell'd against my God He may full justly plague me with his rod. I have beene such an enemy to peace That well Christ Jesus may my woes increase The peace of God I slenderly regarded I for my sins may justly be rewarded With war with famine misery and woe Because my sins I will not quite forgoe By Idoll service Romish occupation I doe deserve to have no longer station By Image-worship Idoll gods adoring I from Christ Jesus basely run a whoring By swearing cursing blasphemy and lyes My fearfull oathes infected have the skies By much prophaning of Gods Sabbath day I well deserve to be cast quite away By my dishonouring of my parents deare I much deserve to have sad whipping cheare By killing slaying murdering hating wounding My fearfull sins are super much abounding By base adultery spirituall fornication By whoredomes base and soule abomination I sinned have I have offended God He wel may plague me make me feele his rod. For robbing plundring cozning cheating stealing God well may plague me for my unjust dealing For bearing witnesse false unjust untrue My wretched case my sinfull soule may rue For coveting and craving things unjust I justly suffer and I suffer must Unlesse Gods mercy doe appeare to me In Jesus Christ I shall forsaken be Good God forgive me these my sinfull crimes In mercy turne thee unto me betimes Turne me unto thee by my sins forsaking That of true joyes my soule may have partaking Grant this good God for Christ his sake thy Son Forgive my sins I have against thee done To whom with thee and blessed holy Spirit Who onely dost eternity inherit Be glory honour power thanks and praise On earth in heaven without end of dayes Amen Great Britaine prayes for pardon for remission Of sins transgressions filthy foule condition She craves Gods mercy righteousnesse truth peace Faith hope and love unto her joyes encrease I Sigh I sob I sorrow mourne lament My sins committed make me to repent My God is angry he offended is For sins transgressions for things done amisse What will become of me Great Britaines Land That have offended with so high a hand I have abus'd my God my selfe my friends By sinfull actions causing fearfull ends I am asham'd to looke God in the face Because my sins have brought me in disgrace Good Lord forgive me mine offences all My fearfull sins transgressions great and small My sins of thought my sins of word and deed Good God forgive them they still make me bleed Lord heale my griefes my wounds are festred sore My fearfull sins still make me cry and rore I much lament my filthy foule condition Which brings my soule and body to perdition Remove my sins out of thy pretious sight In sins committed thou tak'st no delight Good God passe by them pitie my distresse Forgive my sins and all my wickednesse I am become like one that is diseas'd With falling sicknesse that would faine be eas'd Who wounds his head his body and his heart And trembles quivers shakes in every part Beating and thumping with such fearfull blowes His brest his stomack belly face and browes And findes no rest untill the fit be gone Which makes him weepe his fit to think upon This is my case this is my sad disease To free me from it Lord thee let it please Thou hast the power none but thee alone Thou well canst heale my malady and mone Thou canst defend my head and members all Preserue Great Britaine that it may not fall Lord heale those members that infected are Thou in sweet mercy art without compare Speake thou the word do thou perform the deed Thy healing Spirit send to me with speed Lord spread thy mercy over thine handmaid Who hath by sins beene fearfully betraid And lyes a bleeding in most fearfull wise Lord in thy mercy doe not me despise I am a sinner I my selfe confesse And am arraign'd for sin and wickednesse To plead not guilty if I make deniall My sins cry out against me in my triall I am found guilty I my selfe submit My sins confesse Christ Jesus them remit I humbly pray thee for thy mercies sake Of thy sweet merits let my soule pertake Make well my head Lord make my body found Let no ill member in the same be found Let head and members in such wise agree That I true service may performe to thee My head my body make so perfect well That I may live in peace in safety dwell That so I