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ID	Title	Author	Corrected Date of Publication (TCP Date of Publication)	STC	Words	Pages
B01789	Verses, presented to his masters in the ward of St. Giles's Cripplegate, within the Freedom. / By William Briscoe, bell-man.	Briscoe, William.	1667 (1667)	Wing B4760; Interim Tract Supplement Guide C.20.f.4[226]	1,008	1

VERSES Presented to his Masters in the Ward of St. Giles's Cripplegate within the Freedom By William Briscoe Bell-man On Christmass Day CHristmass is come The great Cathedral Feast Christmass the day of Labour not of Rest On which the Word and Workman of Creation Came not to rest but work for our Salvation He came according to Prophetick Truth To work to be in labour from His youth Descending to a Manger from his Throne He came to do our bus'ness not his own Another for Christmass Day VVIth Angels man now sing with chearful voice More cause hast thou than Angels to rejoice The Peace proclaim'd this morn is for thy sake For thee did God our human nature take To gain his lost-sheep-man of Grace bereft Whil'st Ninety Nine he in the Desert left For St. Stephen's Day BLessed St. Stephen whom the faithless Jews Did apprehend and falsly him accuse For speaking Truth he Stoned was to death And for his Deaths-men pray'd to his last breath Being th' first Martyr as true Story saith That ever suffer'd for the Christian Faith For St. John's Day St. John who was sirnamed The Divine Having set forth his Gospel most Sublime In boiling Oyl confirm'd the Truth he wrote Where John receiv'd a Martyrs Crown in Vote Of whom we read no other Martyrdom What if John stay said Christ until I come For Innocents Day THE Bethlem-Babes this day receiv'd their Harms The Soldiers cut them from their Mothers arms Herod commands it and it must be done So to cut off the Worlds Salvation Nothing could move nor melt the Tyrant's eyes Not the Babes Innnocence nor Mothers cries But Herod's curs'd Design God did prevent And Christ for safety was to Egypt sent On the late unhappy Fire in the City GOds's heavy Scourge laid late upon the City What Eye beheld it but with tears of pity How fast the Fire the Houses did unframe And stately Streets were lickt up by the flame The formidable warning of whose Rod Make us use penitent means to move our God To put his Sword of Indignation up Lest all be made to taste of the same Cup. Lord who vouchsafed'st with miraculous speed To free thy Servants here in time of need From th' all-deserving-fury of thy wrath Which on our Neighbours heavy lighted hath Though 't is acknowledg'd we as faulty were Whom thou hast spar'd as those that suffer'd there All Praise for this thy special Mercy done Be to thy Name so long as Ages run London has drunk of Sorrow's Cup so deep That now for Ages She is laid to sleep But in regard that underneath the Cope She was the Phoenix-City there is hope Our Children may survive to see the day When from th' Old Phoenix-City London may A new proceed London made new agen A penitent Habitation for new men LONDON Printed Decemb. the 24th in the Year MDC LX.VII