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A77323	The distressed merchant. And the prisoners comfort in distresse. When he was a prisoner in London, in chap. 49. the reader may take notice of, I. His observations of many passages in prison, during his being there. II. The severall humours and carriages of his fellow prisoners. III. His advice to them, and to some of his and their kin, and unkind friends. IV. Gods singular care and providence over all distressed prisoners, that put their trust in him in all afflictions. / Written by William Bagwell merchant.; Merchant distressed	W. B. (William Bagwell), b. 1593?	1645 (1645)	Wing B437; Thomason E265_1; ESTC R212434	98,537	136

which With other rare conceits that some bewitch f Brave images and pictures of some Saints And Angels which they say heare their complaints Crosses guilded with gold beset with stones And Relicks whereof some are dead mens bones And some are teeth heads armes and other parts Of Saints dismembred which grieves not their hearts To see what monsters they of some Saints make At which the wiser sort their heads doe shake One Saint at severall places had three heads Sixe armes another and a third foure leggs There was a Saint in England we are told That had more teeth then two hogs-heads could hold g Such lying fopperies Papists maintaine h As meerly are devis'd by their owne braine A man would wonder in this age to see What strange disorder'd orders now there be Ordained in the Church of Rome whereby That Church is much enrich'd but the Country And Kingdomes that are subject thereunto Are much impoverish'd some they quite undoe So many Sects there are both high and low Of Clergie-men which they themselves scarce know i The lofty Cardinalls proud and ambitious The Jesuites k which are every where seditious l The domineering Bishops which have cures The lazie Monks m that are meere Epicures The drunken Priests n who eat their breaden Gods o The lecherous Friers who whip Nuns with rods The Capuchins who weare to shirts and goe By two and two a are hypocrites we know And divers other Orders from Rome sent With unchaste Nuns make up the b Rabblement These Popish Clergie are c forbid to marry d And yet from common whores cannot long tarry e Their reines must needs be purg'd by maids or wives Else they 'll be sick and endanger their lives It is more lawfull for a Priest to have Ten Concubines then one wife ne're so brave This f Devillish doctrine is taught unto those That are apt Schollers whom their Master knowes They likewise doe on certaine dayes g forbid Flesh to be eaten and yet they instead Of flesh may eat of other things their fill With dainty Cakes and sweet-meates if they will And sev'rall sorts of wine of pleasant taste This is the manner of the Popish Fast If thou such fasting dayes could'st here observe Though thou fast often yet thou need'st not starve But what a wicked custome have those got h That in a strange tongue pray which they know not Yet ignorant Papists pray as they are taught Although their prayers God knowes are starke naught For when they understand not what they say They doe but prate a Parrat may so pray i The forme and substance of their prayer 's such As doth the Lord dishonour very much k For to some Saints they pray and cannot tell Whether those Saints in heav'n be or in hell Whether true Saints or Popish Saints l they faile That to them pray 't will nothing them availe Yet when this Popish crew want helpe they then Pray to those Saints which were but mortall men The Virgin Mary m she 's more call'd upon Then Christ n her Saviour the o chiefe corner stone a Angels that are Gods servants as Saints be They worship for their Church doth so agree b Carv'd Images and pictures on the wall Crosses Relicks and other things withall c That have no life yet d they like beasts doe creepe And crawle to them sometimes i' th open street e And when they are thus prostrate then they cry Unto those Idols their wants to supply So soone as people dye their f soules doe goe To heaven or hell the word of God saith so Yet those ungodly Papists have invented A place besides hell where soules are tormented That place of Purgatory where they say The soules must needs be g purg'd before that day They are deliver'd thence therefore they make For those soules prayers which lye in that lake Thus those that are in thy religion bred In vaine doe pray for their friends which are dead Beleeve me if a Purgatory be On earth 't is here thou canst not chuse but see This place will thee so purge thou need'st not care To be purged againe thou know'st not where The Romish Church like Pharisies and Scribes h Preferre mens vaine Traditions like i blinde guides Before the written word of God which none But such blasphemers k doe despise alone For they l adde thereunto and m from it take That which shall make their soules in hell to quake Their great legend of n lyes is more set by Then o Gods pure word p that 's full of Majesty The q ten Commandements of God wherein r A masse of treasure 's lockt up to the brim Those Clergie have the second cleane left out And of the last made two there is no doubt s But God that gave those lawes will suddenly t Bring them to shame for their Idolatry Which sin 's against that great Commandement And that 's the reason the Counsell of Trent Would not have that once mention'd lest thereby a Their people should forbeare Idolatry Though in b Gods Law all sins are comprehended Yet have those out-law'd Clergy recommended Unto their people five Command'ments more Then e're the primitive Church heard of before Which lawes are so observ'd without excuse c As Gods Lawes now are almost out of use d That man that breakes but one Commandement Of theirs must penance doe though he repent But if he should at once breake all Gods Lawes No penance he should doe and why because e The sins against those Lawes are very small f And some such sins they count but veniall The Priest therefore no penance will enjoyne To such a sinner though he have no coine g The Lords day all true Christians sanctifie An holy rest to God our Lord on high h Which day 's appointed to read heare and pray i And no worke to be done upon that day But those prophane and wretched Papists hold k That wares on that day may be bought and sold After they have i' th morning beene at Masse l Some goe to worke and some their time doe passe m In wanton sports thus they may worke or play On that day more then any holy day Christ only hath n two Sacraments ordain'd Which in his Church shall ever be maintain'd The Church of Rome hath added thereunto Five Sacraments more which they ought not to doe The two which Christ ordain'd these men unwise Sophisticate with their ceremonies The other five they never could maintaine As Sacraments to be joyn'd with those twaine Now this corrupted Church with much envie a Adde what they list to Gods Word wrongfully The Canons of the Masse they hold equall Unto the b Gospel which is eternall This hellish doctrine they hold and so would c Have

good my friends can tell I' th Harvest time n I gather'd much and than I lost much yet God gave me my Girle Nan In those dayes o I much care had to uphold My credit which I valued more then gold The Winter season when p I had my fill Of troubles then God sent me my son Will In those dayes I was then as now I am In great distresse q and counted a lost man Great losses I sustain'd that stormy time r Which makes me now to suffer and repine s The losse of Nan thy sister was then more Grievous to me then all I lost before A tedious Winter 't is as I suppose t How long t' will last the Lord above best knowes Thus in this world have I beene u toss'd and tumbl'd Sometimes advanc'd aloft and sometimes humbl'd x The day-light of my former dayes are done The dark-night of my latter dayes are come Yet still I hope t' will not be so with thee y But that thy best dayes will hereafter be Although thy worst dayes be now for a season Yet doubtlesse thou hast so much wit and reason To thinke if thou a serve God b and thy friends please That thou hereafter may'st live more at ease c The more thou art in thy young dayes deprest The more one day will be thy joy and rest And if thou live to be a woman growne d Thou wilt rejoyce that thou so much hast knowne Thou now art with e thy friends who love thee well Give them content whilst thou with them dost dwell f Give not thy selfe at all to idlenesse g But be thou doing something more or lesse Be * modest loving and of good behaviour So shalt thou be esteem'd of and in favour h And if to goodnesse thou dost now incline Thou then art Gods deere childe as well as mine Thou then two Fathers hast be of good cheere i The one 's in heaven above k the other's here l Thy earthly father's poore and weak withall m Thy heavenly Father's rich and liberall If thou want that which I have not to give thee Goe to n thy heavenly Father hee 'le releeve thee Make thy case knowne to him the o truth declare And p tell no lyes but thereof have a care For God will never grant such their desires q The Devill is the father of all lyers Now if thou learn'st good manners every day r And carriest thy selfe well not being coy s If thou to godlinesse dost give thy minde t And wilt live vertuously then thou shalt finde u That though thou many things art now deny'd Yet shalt thou be hereafter satisfi'd In the meane while x consider well these things That I may from thee heare some good tidings y It will rejoyce my heart though I am here In prison where I want meanes to be cleere a Be thou my comfort now and thou shalt see I 'le be thy comforter when I am free CHAP. XII To the domineering Creditor over a poore Debtor of his in Prison THou domineering man a that art so b wise In thy conceit c why dost thou so despise d Thy Debtor which at thy suit here doth lye Where he for want of food in time may dye He hath good friends sayst thou that will not see Him lye in Prison long in misery But rather will some order take to pay His debts that he no longer here may stay Alas thou art deceiv'd t' will not appeare e That they 'le doe any thing whilst he is here f He rather fares the worse for them so that He 's like a Mouse that 's taken in a Trap g Yet thou dost boast and brag what thou hast done In laying up a poore man in prison What hast thou gotten now by doing so The h Devill for thy friend and i God thy foe k The Devill takes delight in cruelty l And God rejects him that shewes no mercy m Yet thou thy selfe having the world at will n Tak'st no pitty on him that is so ill o Thou tak'st thy pleasure p he grieves at the heart q Yet he 's Gods creature even as thou art r Yet thou beleev'st thou art better then he s Because thou hast him made subject to thee Yet when all comes to all one day thou must As well as he t be turned into dust Then who shall judge which of you is the better Whether the Creditor or the poore Debtor a Your bodies in the darke grave may be there Alike unto the wormes without compare Your soules may differ much b for they must flie Up to the c Judge of heaven and d earth on high e Where that great Judge pronounce shall to all men f Both g good and h bad their sentence just and then i The soule that hath done well heav'n shall enjoy k The soule that hath done ill God will destroy Consider this l thou that do'st domineere O're thy poore debtor whom thou hast lodg'd here For thou thy selfe m art mightily in debt Unto the Lord which thou should'st not forget n And if Christ will not for thee undertake Thy debts to pay o for his own mercie sake Then thy poore soule and body shall at last p Be into Hell that fearefull prison cast q If thou therefore wouldst mercy now obtaine r Be thou to others mercifull againe (Å¿) Come to thy poore debtor that 's in distresse t Give him his libertie and so expresse u Thy love to him that he hereafter may Be able with Gods helpe his debts to pay Thus thou may'st doe him good and thy selfe too x Wherefore delay no time this good to doe y Then doubtlesse thy great Creditor will forgive Thee all thy debts z and thou with him shalt live CHAP. XIII To the men which are Prisoners in the Hole a YOu that are Pris'ners in the Hole doe not b Despaire of helpe although it be your lot To be throng'd up together in a hole a Where you each others miserie may condole Experience you have had of b Gods goodnesse Which he to you hath shew'd c in your distresse d The Lord your helpe and comfort will be still e If you obedient are unto his will f 'T is God alone that moves mens hearts to pitty Poore pris'ners both in Country and in City g Your Benefactors he makes liberall And therefore you h should daily on him call i To blesse and sanctifie the meanes you have k To feed your bodies l and your soules to save 'T is like in former time that some of you Did not fare halfe so well as now you doe And if againe you had

g Christ hath thee redeem'd h What if thou want'st apparell now Thy body to keepe warme i Christ is thy garment put him on Hee 'le keepe thee from all harme k What if thou want'st good dyet now Thy belly to supply l Christ is thy food feed on him then m Thy soule hee 'le satisfie n What if thou want'st a dwelling place o Where thou would'st faine abide p Christ he thy dwelling hath prepar'd In heaven that 's q large and wide r What if thou want'st in thy distresse Some friends to s comfort thee t The holy Ghost the Comforter Thy Comforter will be What if u thy kindred be unkinde And doe now quite neglect thee a Thy kinsman Christ is worth them all Heare him and he 'le respect thee b What if thy name be scandaliz'd c Which makes thee sad to looke d Be merry still rejoyce because e 'T is written in Gods Booke f What if thou want'st all other things g Which worldlings doe enjoy h If thou hast Christ thou hast all things i He 's with thee night and day k What if I want my liberty And am here l shut up fast m My heart is free to run abroad And shall n finde rest at last o Gods dearest children are most crost In this life ev'ry way p Because through troubles they must goe To heav'n 't is their best way q The more they suffer in this world r The more God is their friend s The more their joy in heav'n shall be t The which shall never end u Such joyes as never mortall man E're in his heart conceiv'd x The Lord to his afflicted ones Hath certainly bequeath'd y Such as beleeve this to be true z Will not at all regard a The troubles of this wicked world a Considering their reward Nay b if hell were the way to heav'n Such as the Lord doth guide c Would passe through all those fiery flames d With him there to reside e Thus God for temporall crosses gives Eternall joyes to such f As cheerfull are under the crosse g Christs love to them is much h He knowes best what is best for us i Yet some so simple be k When God corrects them for their good l Away from him they flee m A token of Gods love it is To such as can n endure All manner of afflictions here o Such are in his eyes pure Now seeing p God so loveth us q And will so love us still r Why should we not in troubles be s Obedient to his will t Take all things therefore in good part Let not thy minde be griev'd u For nothing but thy sins alone x So shalt thou be reliev'd Now y godly sorrow bringeth joy Unto thy soule I know But z worldly sorrow worketh death 'T will be thy overthrow Wherefore take heed give over quite All a doubtings and distrust Of Gods assistance in due time Because b he 's sure and just c But put thy confidence in him d His holy Word beleeve e And thou e're long shalt finde that thou f Shalt have no cause to grieve g And if on him we doe depend h We shall not need to feare i Our sorrowes he 'le turne into joy k Which we shall see most cleare And though in this place now I am Where I can get no bayle l Yet Christ will soone deliver me Out of this noysome Jayle m Then shall we have just cause to praise n The Lord for his great care o Which he hath had and still will have Of us every where p And doubt not but we shall againe With comfort live together q For after the great stormes are past Then commeth the calme weather r Be thou i' th meane time well content Attend and s wait Gods leasure t So shalt thou have thy hearts desire u And live alwayes in pleasure CHAP. XXXV To his Maid-servant WHen thou cam'st first to dwel with me About twelve yeares agoe When I in Fanchurch street did live a My cup did overflow Since which time b many have thereof Dranke freely at their pleasure So that with that c which hath been spilt There 's nothing left to measure d Those that the greatest part thereof Should have had at that time Had the least share thereof although I was then in my prime e The Cup although it empty be Yet is it whole and sound f And may againe replenish'd be And not fall to the ground g Whatso'ere God now unto me sends My minde is truly bent It to receive with thanksgiving h And be therewith content The troubles which thou know'st I have In thy time long endur'd i A purge have beene to my sick soule Which is not yet quite cur'd a This purge doubtlesse will do much good b It hath not yet done working Upon some humours ill which yet In my poore soule lye lurking c The great Physitian of our soules d Doth temper with great skill The potions which he gives to those His patients that are ill e Those that he takes in hand to cure Although they feele much paine f Shall have much ease at length and be g Restor'd to health againe In this great Doctors hands have I Beene h long and am so still i Let him doe what he please to me I 'le submit to his will When God his scourge laid first on me k I tooke it so to heart l That then my senses all from me Did for a time depart m So irksome 't was unto the flesh n So tedious to my minde o So grievous to my soule that then p No comfort I could finde A fit of melancholy great Thou know'st I likewise had q And being then with griefe o'rewhelm'd r I thereupon grew mad a The Lord then left me for a time b And gave the Devill leave To tempt me in such grievous sort That I then did conceive c My selfe to be the wretched'st man That e're liv'd on the earth d And being thus in minde distress'd e Curst the day of my birth My sins then to my sight were brought By the f Prince of the ayre g Who did endeavour what he could To bring me to despaire I then perswaded was by him h My selfe to make away i And if God had not me preserv'd It had beene done that day Such was my k wofull misery l Which seem'd to me past cure I would not for a thousand worlds The like againe endure All troubles since and those which now