bone If but thy Hat in Him part thou hast none M. L. 20. The second false putting on of Christ THis farther is of Christ a false assumption Thinke it not well it 's but a meere presumption When forth Religion as a cloake we weare But downe we lay 't soone when at home we are In Shops we will not keepe it nor in house We will not haue it on It hangs too loose But brush it rub it make it cleane and fine This must be borne abroad Then wee 'le be seene To weare it but at home it is too good By this thou hypocrite is vnderstood How thou abroad a Connert wilt professe Thy selfe to be which art in truth naughtlesse Yea to their Gownes to their indignity Some Clarks haue sayd lie there Divinitie In midst of my house with a perfect heart Saith David I will walke But loe thou art A wretch at home and in thy private Chamber Which mooveth wicked men the good to slaunder Saint Peter to the conuert Iewes thus sayd Seeing you are a holy Nation made And a peculiar people walke in sight Of Gentills like to those are brought to light From out of darkenes who before were not A people but as men of God forgot Walke in the Law though you from law are free And doe you not abuse your libertie Nor vse it as a cloake to sinne but keepe Your selues within Christs fold like faithfull sheepe As they their liberty a cloake to sinne Might not put on So only to be seene Weare not thy Saviour Certainely i f thou Be not the same thou dost to others shew Hee le strip thee naked so the Nations shall See thou of His no member weart at all He that at home is one abroad another Is not adorn d with Christ with Sathan rather M. L. 21. The third false putting on of Christ THere is a third which haue not truely taken And put on Christ such whom the Lord doth slackers Of these externall comfort 's heere below These are like travailers that sarre doe goe And being sure to meete with many a storme They put on Hoods and Coates and throughly arme Themselues for Cold and Raine But warme and faire They cast of all for loue of open ayre And merrily they passe their time away But otherwise it prooues a dolefull day Consider now God takes away thy wealth Thy goods and peradventure too thy health O! Then thou vow'st if God will theee restore Thou wilt Him better serue then heere-to-fore Most grievously thou mourn'st for what is past And now to God thou'lt come in all the hast He heares thy vowes and granteth thy request But what vse mak'st thou since thou were distre'st Some I haue knowne haue worse become by farre Then e're in all their liues before they weare When as afflictions are not sanctified And better thee t' is signe thou art not tri'd For one of Gods for who belong to God He as a father betters with his Rod. Be thou the same in thy prosperity Which thou hast vow'd to be in misery Nor only as a Coate thy Christ put on But Storme or Calme Him weare thy soule vpon This which one Wittily writ may heereto be alluded Aegrotat Doemon monachus tunc esse volebat Convaluit Doemon Doemon vt ante fuit The Divell was sicke The Divell a Monke would bee The Divell was well The Divell a Monke was bee M. L. 22. The benefit of keeping the Sabboth A Stronomers by their high skill doe finde The sunne doth light the skyes of every kinde And by the brightnes of his beames conuayes Power to the Clouds to cast on vs their rayes By whose faire lustre we haue light to goe About our workes or travell to and fro The truth whereof in Mystery to say Applyâ—â— to this sence I am sure I may Take the Sunne for Suns-day or day of rest Or Sabbath day or Lords day which is best To call it for the Lord the same did hallow And blest that day and blest those men that follow This his ensample And least we forget To doe so to it a Memento set Saying Remember thou keepe this to me Then in thy six dayes I will prosper thee The Iewes spake false gainst Christ of God 's not hee That on the Sabbath takes such libertie But true it is of thee who e're thou art That sette'st not that day for God a part It is but equall in seav en to take one Who might haue all requir'd and spar'd vs none If any send his servant farre away To a strange Country and him charging say I giue thee six dayes for thy vse and pleasure And food and cloathing and sufficient treasure To spend and will maintaine thee Only this One day in seaven spend in my services Wholly apart If notwithstanding he On that day doing his owne worke will be His Master may in justice with disgrace Both turne him from his service and his place The Sunn 's the Suns-day Skyes thy six dayes see Sunne lightneth them and Suns-day prospereth thee M. M. 23. The opposition of sinne and grace IN great and common Wells for every man Such as is neere the Burse in Amsterdan There are two Buckets fastned to a chaine The easier downe to sway and vp againe One being alost the tother then is vnder Necessity doth force them thus asunder When one is empty t' other straight doth fill They ne're are both aboue one 's vnder still Like to these Buckets hanging thus a part Is grace and sinne in every mortalls heart Seest thou a man is given much to sweare That man t' is sure hath not the gift of prayer And see'st thou one to wrath that 's much inclind That man hath not a meeke and quiet mind The Scripture saith in Amos you may reade Can two together walke not well agreede There 's mortall Enmity twixt sinne and grace The one the other striveth to deface If the strong man keeps house himselfe hee 'le fence In quiet still a stronger driues him thence When the Soule garnish't is and swept from sinne Then comes Gods spirit and forthwith enters in When the hearts empt'ed quite and quit of grace Then enters streight the Divell and he takes place Soone as Gods Arke to Dagons temple came The Idoll falls and brake to Ashdods shame Consider this who loue'st in sinne to liue Yet hop'st in heaven thy portion God will giue The Iron chaine compells one Bucket low And forceth still the other vp to goe So sinne and grace Gods justice doth command Nor in one heaven nor in one heart may stand M. D. 24. The Bridle of the Wicked THe greedy Dogge whose nature is to praie On sheepe or fowle and whatso'ere he may Come ne're he 's ravening at but marke it when The Cudgells o're his head he trembles then And dares not once to satisfie his lust Well knowing else what punishment he must Seuerely vndergoe which him withholds That otherwise would worry roosts heards folds This is
as'twere by chance Others in downy beds their spirits expire Some 's vitall powers may be benumd retire To th' heare those are not dead for put a glasse Thus triall 's made against their mouth and face Breath being found thereon aliue they seeme If not them to be dead doe all men deeme Death seizeth on the body Not on soule That must liue aye death can it not controule But yet the soule is dead too spiritually When as vpon its face you shall apply Christs righteousnes but it like a dead stone Breaths not thereon That man is such a one In whome's noe spirituall life nor living grace For this Divines count life in the last place And this rule 's certaine If there shew no breath No truer signe can be of life or death Therefore though I be wounded like to die I am not dead yet for the whilst that I Breath at my Christ I liue and shall liue ever I'n ghoastly breath which shewes I shall die never Christ is the glasse thy sinnes doe cause the sound If breath of faith then life of grace is found M. F. 11 The sacrifice of the Masse THe Law Leviticall to know's much worth For that the offices of Christ sets forth And manifestly shewes the Papists Masse A needlesse Ceremonie euer was For why They offer Christ continually Which you shall see confuted presently The Preist was one who onely was to enter Into the holy place none else might venter Where for the people he did sacrifice And they without God worshipt otherwise But might not make an offering that alone Concern'd the Priest that in to God was gone When all was done within and he come out He streight in peace dismissed all the rout Thus Christ our high Preist enter'd is within Holy of holiest offering there for sinne His merrits with an incense doth afford Sweete smellings in the nostrills of the Lord. The world 's the outward court where we remaine Whose duties are to prayse and laude Gods name Not doe the Sacrificing worke at all For Christ that same performed once for all And when himselfe He offerd vp that day All sacrifices else tooke end for aye Leaue off then Masse and such like trumperies Vnlesse Christs offring will not you suffice Who as he is that one so he 's the best Yea to this end is entr'd in that rest While Nadab and Abihu brought strange fire God cut them off in his provoked ire Then feare ye Papists while you are at Masse You be not slayne for God is as he was M. D. 12. A remedy against spirituall pride THe grasse hearbs to looke on cheares the sight So doe the flowers and fruits t is mans delight He takes great comfort and can glory much To see them greene and sprout his joy is such He thinks one well could liue by these But when He veiwes the sunne the case is alterd then For though he gaze vpon them nought he spies That seemeth pleasant or can glad his eyes Cause now a while he 's blinded though he tooke That great delight before on them to looke This is the cause why Christians are so proud Of their transcendent grace God hath bestowd For they themselues doe with themselues compare And many times with those that weaker are And see not how farre they of him come short Who knew noe guile and had in sinne no part When one shall wisely see what God desires What himselfe wants and what the Law requires Hee 's strucken blind who did before behold Such graces in himselfe he grew so bold To vaunt of them This rule to make thee humble be sure thou take and then thou shalt not stumble Vpon the Rock of thine owne haughty mind If thou 'lt see what thou wantest and what 's behind M. B. 13. Some time spent in holy duties hinder not a mans perticular calling THe Swayne that with the sweating of his browes Food to himselfe and family allowes Who Digs and Delues and mowes the Corne and Grasse And will no precious time in vaine let passe Yet whets his sythe and time to make it keene Spends daily much for thereby it is seene He cuts the Corne more smoother and a pace And rids more worke And counts it no disgrace Ost so to doe and that way further gaines Then if he vs'd in cutting greater paines So knowes the true Nathaniell Israelite By taking paines in good things his delight He looseth not by that but double gets First comfort to his soule and yet not lets His owne peculiar calling That day more He speeds then worldlings doe with labour sorr And I for my perticular can say I gaine more then Then any other day The Lords Commandement was to Israell When they did come in Canaan land to dwell All their male Children thrice should in the yeare Before the Lord of Lords goe vpt ' appeare And while they so would worship oft The land None should assay to get from out their hand But each thing prosper and succesfull proue And all occurrents turne to their behooue On Christian practises whet oft thy sythe And take 't for certaine thou and thine shall thriue M. D. 14. The way to please God in all our actions THat Archer will not ayme with both his eyes Which shooteth in a game to winn a prize But lookes with one eye narrowly to hit That pinn or marke he shootes at in the white So he that God will please serue and obey That eye must shut that vseth to survey Honours or prayse of men or worldly pelf And thus he good may purchase to himselfe Good things then for themselues must freely follow Or else Gods name aright thou canst not hallow If I should seeke to please men saith S. Paul Then were I not Gods Minister at all Who doth an heart and heart with hate detest The single eye and simple heart are best While men doe seeke the loue of men to gaine They saile of that and loose the Lord the maine The Lord with him Corrivall will haue noue But who alone Him loues is blest alone O let my heart be in thy statutes sound That shame may not my soule or face confound The Lord all creatures for mans vse did make But for himselfe vouch safed man to take Sith so 's Gods minde let man to God surrender Himselfe and leaving all God only tender And when these two shall meet My profit ease Gods glory will Let this downe to their pease The while Gods glory mans selfe th' eye shut quite Disclaimst thy selfe in all Thou 'st hit the white M. S. 15. The cause why wicked men die either suddenly sullenly or desperately THe Parents to their Children wont each night To deale out some convenient jnch of light That seemelier they might to their rest resort Who fall parchance to wrangle or to sport And so their peece of candle vainly wast Which being out themselues in bed they cast They know not how one runns in at the feete Another hawles
in that they might see In Christ alone stands that spirituall food Which must not of these signes be vnderstood For bread is bread even after Consecration The worke being done for Christs Commemoration If to remember Him then hee 's not their Thus Rings for absent friends we vse to weare Now this bread consecrate nor common is To me for it inwraps high Mysteries So of this seale that little wax is more Than all the rest in the wax chandlers store The bread's the same and wax the same that 's sould But by this seale I all my lands doe hold And by this bread my title is made sure In God to heaven and life that aye shall dure The bread's the evidence but not possession And to affirme it more it is transgression The Bush doth shew within are Wines to sell So shewes the bread in Christ doth fulnes dwell M. V. 29. The Ruine of spirituall comfort THe Country Hinde from feild to feild doth goe And heere and there seekes narrowly if so That he perhaps may sewell get for fire Who when he finds some Log doth much admire His hap and that vp-taking beares a while On 's necke to the next gate or combrousstyle Where hauing once consulted with his sloth Counting his way to carry it hee 's loth So farre as home But fond the paines refuses And so the good thereof vnwisely looses Examine now when some learn'd Minister Would giue thee signes if then thy selfe thou stir Not vp and think'st O I will these make sure For they will yeild me comforts long to dure But trialls being many and thou loft To muse vpon them vsually and oft Loosest that comfort had which bin retayn'd Thou hadst thy coldnes lost and zeale hadst gayn'd The stony ground and worldly heart Gods word Receiue sometimes with gladnes in the Lord As Gospell testifies but er'e the end Giue or'e and to their former wayes descend Thy heart once wrought on t' is thy greater sinne If thou that course dost not continue in That sonne which did his Sire deny yet went Into the Vineyeard was not so much shent As he who said immediately I 'le goe But soone recanted his first speaches fro What gaynes the man that finds the wood which might Him cherrish in a cold and frosty night If home he bring it not I doe enquire And warme him well therewith beeing set on fire So I to thee this question thus may frame What doft thou gayne by hearing of that same That might reviue thy soule in troublous state If Gods Word hearing thou forgetst it streight Nought gaynes that man no profit thou shalt find Which hear'st Gods word and keep'st is not in mind M. F. 30. The equality of Iustification by Christ PInks Barks or Boats driven by wind or oare To ferry passengers from shore to shore They take in all both halt and blind and lame Yong old of any qualitie or name Who being there embarkt one cannot boast G ainst t'other thus I 'le come to yonder coast Sooner then thou for I am lusty strong Able to hast and like to travell long I can far speaking to another stride But thou art lame He cannot thus deride Him why They 're in the Ship and that doth carry Each one alike If they therein doe tarry They are not brought to th' port by their owne power The Ship beares all all arriue at one hower Christ is this Ship all his are shipt in him In whom all his elect to heav'n must swim Art thou within boord there Then though thou say I am by him sore foyld from day to day Wounded I haue my soule no hope haue I To goe to heaven I must despaire and die Yet art thou well Another sayes I 'me blind And never can the way to heaven find O were I with the faith of Abraham blest I might assure my selfe to goe to rest If I as Samuell could obedient be In after dayes none evill I should see There is a Christian he can well command His owne corruption but I cannot stand If I could doe as he does then t' were well At Christs right hand he shall sit where pleasures dwell Feare not good Christian t' is not anye's merit Can saue him nor thy sinns thee disinherit Of that blest state if thou of this be sure Thou art in Christ Reioyce thou art secure For as a Ship both weake and strong doth beare Together to the haven free from feare So Christ the Christian soules true Ship doth land All his Elect in heaven at his right hand M. W. 31. Tobacco THe Indian weed withered quite Greene at noone cut downe at night Shewes thy decay all flesh is hay Thus thinke then drinke Tobacco The Pipe that is so lilly white Shewes thee to be a mortall weight And even such gone with a touch Thus thinke then drinke Tobacco And when the smoake ascends on high Thinke thou behold'st the vanity Of worldly stuffe gone with a puffe Thus thinke then drinke Tobacco And when the Pipe grows foule within Thinke on thy soule defil'd with sinne And then the fire it doth require Thus thinke then drinke Tobacco The ashes that are left behind May serue to put thee still in minde That vnto dust returne thou must Thus thinke then drinke Tobacco Answered by G. W. thus Thus thinke drinke no Tobacco FINIS