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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
A42536	The religion of a physician, or, Divine meditations upon the grand and lesser festivals, commanded to be observed in the Church of England by act of Parliament by Edmund Gayton ...	Gayton, Edmund, 1608-1666.	1663 (1663)	Wing G416; ESTC R7653	47,970	120

of that resort VVho after Christ's Ascent made Holy Court A Consistory of Votaries still staying For the Descent o' th' Holy Ghost in praying Initiate first in Iohns repentance then Consorting still with Apostollick men It was capacity enough they erre VVho think one may shoot up a Presbyter As Slips and Grafts are wont whose secret growth Not their own selves nor yet the Gard'ner know'th Unlearn'd undisciplin'd from shop or stall And start to Callings Apostolicall Fishers indeed were call'd the meanest trade But did not teach till they were able made God-taught for many yeares yet then not fit Untill inspir'd by Tongues their open'd wit Call'd to their memories those Doctrines which Their Master taught in Parabolick speech Then so enlightned gifted by the God Of VVisdome who on their obtuse braines rode As at the First Creation Formes were struck Out of Opacous Chaos and that Muck. VVhat could they not unfold what Mysteries Of deepest Knowledge could not these Twelve Keys Unlock which could Heaven-doores or shut or loose So with new gifts their old names they did lose But now a Cobler in existency And not translated to Divinity Nor able to translate 'cause of a trade Mean as was Peter's will a Priest be made And venture at a Pulpit very blew Not from Saint Peters Chaire but from Saint Hugh Preparatory knowledge was requir'd Ev'n in those Twelve which after were inspir'd VVhen first sent forth with neither Scrip nor Shooes They did but onely carry the good newes Of a Redeemer come and blesse the place VVith peace not yet accomplisht with full Grace Time did produce that Consummation And in the interim this great thing done A new Apostle chosen Iudas Seat VVas this day fill'd the number made compleat Not all alike in order then no need Of this high day's solemnizating deed One from inferiour order is promoted And to succeed by holy lot is voted If equall all th' election had been vain Seventy as good as Twelve no Chorah's train Are amongst these nor no Church-Leveller No self-exalting filthy Presbyter And yet the Congregation is all Holy But Priests and Deacons under these rule solely The Forms of Iew-Church-government remaine The Offices not Names they doe retain Then welcome to thy high Investiture Sacred Matthias may thy Rites endure May a succession of such Pastors be For ever in thy Churches Hierarchie And though the Apostles Names ceas'd with their Gifts For time and custome names of Orders shifts And changeth as it pleaseth yet their pow'r Of Order-giving lasteth to this houre Corrective and directive right and all The ordinary power 's Episcopall Making of Presbyters by laying Hands Is the continu'd practice of all Lands Unless since Calvin did get up and ride And set on Bishops his foul foot of pride E're since Rebellion in the Minor flocks Hath sprung and One hath caused many Knocks Yet the abused world doth plainly see There is no peace but in this Prelacy Geneva's platformes and new fangled stuffe Will end in its long Beard and little Ruffe Whil'st the Apostolick Successors shall As did their Predecessors Martyrs fall And like Matthias Pastor of the Jews Be ruin'd by false men hir'd to accuse And sweare that blasphemy which all accord A truth that Christ was Son o' th' Living Lord. Upon the Annunciation of the Blessed Virgin NOw Israel's bereft of both her Kings And an Usurper hath command of things The promis'd Shilo comes the Sceptre rent From Iudah then is Iudah's Lion sent It is a good exchange i' th' vacancy Of a good King to have a Deity When humane Helps and God's known Deputies Are snatch'd away Himself is our supplies He does resume his Sceptres lent but then Woe to persidious and rebellious men 'T is not the breaking Seals or batt'ring Crowns Subdues the Donor he 's above the Lowns And lets them act a while to their own wills That they may see from whence spring all their Ills Injustice Murder Liberty that Word And pure Religion that can draw the sword Upon their right Protectors suffer'd are To shew the mischief of Religious war When did a pious Rebel e're come off But with his own disgrace and peoples scoff These Soveraigns Hail's and Ave's now set by Let us with Angels Mary gratify Though this great Salutation so divine Is not allow'd so much as in a Sign The Day indeed as it referres to Rent Is not put down by Mayor nor Parliament Let 's keep it as we may for Mary's Son This day proclaim'd was the Redemption The Apolutr●sis the generall Pay Which solv'd the world of a smart reck'ning day Surety and Payment too is this day's boon Security and satisfaction For Surety's as in Lawes Municipall Are in chief Debtors and oblig'd for all Bound for what they ne're drank as we use say And yet the Judge enforceth them to pay Our summs of sin were high and not to be Discharg'd but by a Surety that was free God did engage in 's person to defray What all the world could not conjunctim pay Obedience for us which we could not do And Death too that we might not undergo The merit of his Person was above Our Debt he supererogates in love Then for his sake no single person hate Who beares Christ's name as you have done of late Nor suffer the memoriall of her day By beardless Ministers be swept away Who in a senseless zeale some years since run Down both our Lady's Day and her Great Son And got a name unto his action due By Common Council being styl'd a Jew On Saint Marks Day FIrst Bishop Mark of Alexandria And Patriarch of that ancient See this day Is dedicate unto thy memory Which doth confirm the sacred Hierarchy An argument invincible from whom And Antioch we derive and not from Rome Yet when the Latian Empire after ten Bloody Phlebotomies of martyr'd men Began to nauseate blood and being fill'd With such sad sights did honour what they kill'd And the Spread Eagle to the Cross gave way The Ensign which an Angel did display To fighting Constantine the Emperour Being then the sole most Christian Governour And Rome the Mistress of the World that See Above the rest had the precedencie Not so from the beginning 't was but meet The Seat o' th' Empire and the Churches Seat Or Chaire Apostolick should be together The sacred Power of calling Synods thither Over its subject Priests for unity And Order made the Roman chiefest See Thither appeales of grieved Churches came And thence the Fountain of that Bishops fame For bodies Oecumenicall without A head would be but monstrous without doubt Read the degrees and ranks the structure made By which Church-government in Saint Paul is laid Apostles some Evangelists some Pastors Some Preachers sub supra all not Masters That had confusion been 't was fit the best Of bodies should with the best form be blest Christ is the Head by Joynts and Sinews all

the joyfull matter you may guess Glory to God good will to men t' Earth peace When such a Song shall ever more be heard Or when such Choristers 't is to be fear'd The Saints are black and of another tone Hatred to men War and Destruction Upon the Sons o' th' Earth and yet they cry All 's done to the glory of God on High Away then Sheepherds to the humble place And kiss his feet view your sweet Saviours face What Glory shines about the Babe the Hay And Straw all on a fire make no such day The Beasts affrighted with such flames here gaze And run about the Infant as it blaze What need we care where us our Mothers lay A Manger is Gods Incunabula Mary incircled with a glorious Light Is in a cloud her self her thoughts in night Deliver'd of a Son but not of Doubt Her heart was joy'd but yet was pierc'd throughout Certain 't is hers uncertain how 't is hers Shee does believe 'fore Reason Faith preferrs The births of all men do depend upon Their Mothers here the Mother trusts the Son Whose Incarnation to himself was known And Mary Mothers it Father there 's none Upon S. Stephen the Proto-martyr HOw shall I write thy Legend who am all Extremely bad as bad as either Saul What though I threw no stones as Saul I had A hand in thy Lords Lords death and that 's as bad The Sins preceding present and to come Are all upon account the cursed summe And hand-writing against us which stood good Untill Christ had expung'd it with his Blood The Jewes cry'd Crucifie their voice prevailes But every Sin of mine was Goad and Nailes Mount Calvary the Stage the World the Cause And He condemn'd for our not keeping Lawes And every one that does profess that name Hath for his Badge Death Poverty and Shame While devout Stephen preaches him and spake A Poniard-Sermon made the heart to ake Like the smart penn'd Philippicks word and blow Th' eternal Life and Death of Cicero What is contriv'd his fate a Sermon friend Of truth doth th' utterer to th' Scaffold send But what should anger them Stephen you know Was no Apostle that 's no Bishop no He was a fervent Deacon had he been O' th' higher Form he 'd been the Man of Sin No Order scapes their malice no Degree Exempts the Clergie from their Tyranny If he speak truth and boldly reprehend Bishop or Deacon it shall be his end 'T is not thy Miracles or Wisdome Saint Though it convince them shall obtain a Grant They are o'recome convicted Guilt proves Rage Not onely then but now in this our Age. Look what a crew and crowd of Enemies Are rais'd against apparent Verities Which Libertines convene they will dispute And Sense and Wonders shan't a man confute Just like the enemies to David's Throne A line of wicked Combination Edom and Ishm'el Moab Hagarens Gebal and Ammon Tyre and Philistines Conspire 'gainst Iudah all so here a Nest Of Sectaries oppose the Truth profest And all in vain then to the old Designe Make a Malignant of the best Divine Blasphemer Innovator one that doth Act against God in words and the State both This will prevaile if that the people cry Iustice aloud good Stephen thou must die Thus do false cryers up o' th' Temple kill The truest Props and Churches Pillars still Upon S. John Evangelist and Apostle BElov'd Disciple pillow'd on the breast Of Christ which was a favour 'bove the rest From whence thou suck'dst sublime Divinity And soarst aloft with Eagles piercing eye Into the Mysteries of Faith To thee We owe the profound arguments whereby The Ebionites and Arrian Hereticks Socinians and their late invented tricks Are all confounded and whosoe're do fight Against Christs Incarnation or his Right In the Blest Trinity th' c Eternal Word As in a scabbard is inclos'd a sword Couch'd in the Flesh shewn thorow that shadowing veyle And 'bove the Hood the Glory did prevail It was not possible to shrowd him so But by his works his Father he must know He prov'd his Father by his wondrous Deeds Than those his Acts there need no other Creeds Believe me for my Works they 'r his own words These speak me God these speak me onely Lord. To make men eyes and legs were blind and lame It is as to create the very same To raise the dead to life redeem restore To raise himself from death what would you more More if he would have done his own self saith Could not if what he did would not gain Faith The reason of this Unbelief 't is this Men hated Light for its discoveries Mischiefs in Lanthorns lodge in Mists and clouds And flie whatsoe're their dark designs inshrowds Deluding Oracles are dumb when Truth Doth speak the Divel himself hath ne'r a mouth When that the Word Essential is in place Darkness and Light can't joyn Malice and Grace Forc'd and extort confessions may come From Devils themselves who would like men be dumb But when th' Effective Word exerts its pow'rs Both Devils and Men must then be Confessors But in his Umbrage of Divinity These combin'd parties dare affront him high Call him a VVine-bibber companion With Publicans and Sinners any one Harlots Samaritans he made no choice Rather with Poor then Pharisees rejoyce Christ was no Seperatist onely from Sin He liv'd up Love and preach'd Communion in So did his lov'd Apostle whose works show The Fountain whence those streames of love did flow How sweet his Trias of Epistles run And to his last he sang as he begun Love one another when his aged eyes By guides came to his Pulpit-offices Love one another his last text so prove Your selves to be of God to be in love So ended this Saints life for he alone Escap'd the Cross the Fire the Sword the Stone Of all the Twelve yet was the Caldron heat And the amanded Fires did streight retreat And could not hurt his Sacred Person for Long life was promis'd by his Saviour Not a No Death as was mistook so he In Patmos was an Exile then did die VVhere lies the Body of this Sacred Man Banish't to th' Isle by proud Domitian Upon the death of the Innocents LOe here a company of sucking Saints Suffring before the knowledge of their wants Their Saviours Proxies Vicar-Sacrifice Whilst He by Angels guide to Aegypt flies Aegypt the succour now of Israel Which did to its own cost them once expell Away false gods and Garden Deities No Superstition neer this cradle lies The Land is Goshen all and Light by thee And cursed Cham a greater Child doth see Then Moses or that fam'd Interpreter Made the chief Ruler from a prisonar Not so in Israel where the cruel King Slayes without mercy every sucking thing Nor spares his own young Infants but lets Rage Arm it self keen 'gainst that Innocent Age As if the Land were