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A47473	Distressed Sion relieved, or, The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness wherein are discovered the grand causes of the churches trouble and misery under the late dismal dispensation : with a compleat history of, and lamentation for those renowned worthies that fell in England by popish rage and cruelty, from the year 1680 to 1688 ... / by Benjamin Keach ...	Keach, Benjamin, 1640-1704.	1689 (1689)	Wing K60; ESTC R21274	76,467	223

1. Sion 2. Her Children 3. the Beast and Where overthrown 4 The two Witnesses Rising 5. Pope and Jesuit 6. Enemies of the Church all Flying 7. Angels destroying them Distressed Sion RELIEVED OR The Garment of Praise for the Spirit of Heaviness Wherein are Discovered the Grand Causes of the Churches Trouble and Misery under the late Dismal Dispensation With a Compleat History of and Lamentation for those Renowned Worthies that fell in England by Popilh Rage and Cruelty from the Year 1680 to 1688. Together with an Account of the late Admirable and Stupendious Providence which hath wrought such a sudden and Wonderful Deliverance for this Nation and Gods Sion therein Humbly Dedicated to their Present Majesties By Benjamin Keach Author of a Book called Sion in Distress or the Groans of the True Protestant Church Licensed and Entred according to Order LONDON Printed for Nath. Crouch at the Bell in the Poultrey near Cheapside 1689. To their Most Excellent Majesties William and Mary by the Grace of God King and Queen of England c. Dread Soveraigns May it please your Majesties MOST graciously to cast your Princely Eyes And to accept of this small worthless Mite From one whose Soul 's enamour'd with the sight Of seeing you brought to Great Britains Throne Which Angels do delight to look upon Methinks I see the Cherubs clap their wings Singing sweet Anthems to the King of Kings That such a King and Queen are set on high In glorious Power and Soveraign Majesty No marvel 't is since by Angelick Power You 're both preserved to this happy hour For sure he 's blind who can't discern most clear T was by Heavens Conduct you were both brought here Such a stupendious Providence before Was never known and never may no more Be seen again in this Great Northern Isle Which fills our hearts with joy makes us smile What a distressed and for lorn estate Was this now glorious Kingdom in of late Poor England alas did bleeding lye For many years inslav'd by Tyranny And Sion too was in the same condition Weeping with bitter groans and deep contrition Let me a little freely now dilate Upon Great Britains miserable state When first on her you cast your Royal look And her Salvation likewise undertook A glorious Enterprize which Heaven did bless With such amazing and admir'd success Sick sick as heart can hold the Kingdom lies Filling each corner with her mournful cryes Sometimes she burns as when a Fever heats Anon Despair brings cold and clammy sweats No rest she gains or if she do she dreams Of Massacres Fires Blood and direful Theams She no Physicians finds Bold Empiricks Are from St. Omers sent to try their tricks Who wicked crafty counsel take together To poyson her 't was this that brought them hither Nay hold says Petre we 'l first let her blood That 's fit for her and will do us most good Her Blood 's infected so corrupt I see Naught else can cure her Northern Heresie But let us first prescribe a Golden Pill To ease her that she may suspect no ill But may conclude we choice Physicians be The Pill that they prepar'd was Liberty Curiously gilt it was and tasted well But when 't was down she in t ' an Ague fell Then these State-Mountebanks do her assure Jesuits-Powder will effect the cure Yet still she 's sick and seiz'd with stronger fits Which made most think these Drs. all were Cheats Their Physick was of such a composition It made the Body Politick in confusion And many evidently did foresee 'T was to effect a direful Tragedy They did pretend to purge ill humours out That they their black Designs might bring about And th' evil humours which did lurking lie In divers parts o' th' Body grew thereby More strong and vigorous and did disturb What nature did before so strongly curb That wise Physicians made this wise conclusion T would wholly change the Bodys constitution From good to bad from healthy free and sound Would cause malignant humours to abound Ill ones no doubt it was design'd to nourish Tho' for a while some good ones it did cherish Thus may a Medicine which is safe and good As Liberty is if rightly understood When ill prepared and unduly given Prove dangerous as any under Heaven And pity 't is this universal Pill That has wrought wonders was design'd so ill But ah what shall she do th' Impostors Art Her head doth poison and corrupt her heart Must she O must she die O hear her groans Hear Sions too O hearken how she moans There is no help but from the God of Wonder 'T is he alone that 's able to bring under This Foe to Nature which is grown so strong And hath her vital parts opprest so long All her Physicians weep and secretly Were heard to say poor England now must die Unless th' Almighty by his own right hand Work Miracles to save our sinking Land. But who 's the Instrument will rise up for her Who is the Man whom God delights to honour To bring relief when all her hopes were gone Great Sir 'T was you Jehovah fixt upon No sooner heard she your victorious Name But she reviv'd and cheerful soon became But ah the Winds were cross this made us fear We n're should have your long'd for presence here And when we heard you were upon the Seas Our hearts rejoyced yet had not perfect ease We doubted still what dangers you might meet In that most Glorious and Renowned Fleet Yet still our Prayers more fervent were and more To see your Royal Person safe on shore And all the time in England you have been What strange amazing wonders have we seen A poor sick Land divided by Christs power Made whole and all united in an hour United so as joyntly to combine To own this just and glorious design O're us long hung a black and dismal Cloud From whence we fear'd a dreadful storm of blood Yet when it brake nought but sweet dews distill This this may sure our souls with wonder fill To see a Mighty Army rais'd by Rome Some flie for fear and others Friends become To gain the Victory yet never fight This plain appears Gods hand to all mens sight Poor Sion who i' th' dust did prostrate lie Bewailing her approaching misery Began to rouse and on her feet to stand When you upon the English Shore did land She long expected in our Hemisphere A glorious Star would certainly appear And now he 's come she can't for bear to sing With Joy to welcom her desired King And as the Sun whose powerful reflection Gives to all Vegetables a resurrection Even so Gods Witnesses now raised are Whose bodies lay like dead so lately here For though it was in the cold Winter time We saw so great a change in our sharp Clime As made us cry The Winter now is gone Your powerful Rays in this our Horizon Made Flowers bud as in the early Spring And chirping Birds

in the Book of Fame When he is gone his Works shall never dye But still be Famous to Posterity C. N. Distressed Sion RELIEVED OR The Garment of Praise for the Spirit of Heaviness FOR almost Thirty years last past have I Seen Floods of Tears flowing continually From Sions Eyes whose sad distressed state With Filial Sympathy I did relate In Sixty Six a year of expectation Came no relief but still fresh Lamentation When she was told her sorrows would be o're That year produc't more sorrow than before Which caus'd me who in Prison then did lye To sigh and sob and weep most bitterly In prospect of what I saw coming on Poor Sion e're her miseries would be gone And therefore did before that year run out Foretel some things time since hath brought bo● Sions Distresses plainly did appear And still they did increase year after year Until the time the Popish Plot was known That Grand Intrigue of Bloody Babylon My Soul had then some ease I then did hope The day was come should quite o'rethrow t●● Pop● And bloody Whore That cursed Church of Rom That she would now receive her fatal Doom But all my hopes being frustrate I again In the year Eighty pour'd out Tears amain For at that time came forth a new Addition To Sions groans and sorrowful condition When I had thought poor Sions woes were gone What dismal Clouds o're spread our Horizon Just as I deem'd I spy'd the morning Light. How were we threatned with a dismal Night Of Popish Darkness this I did descry And mourn'd in Verse for England's misery But Sion's troubles I did most lament Whose Enemies were strong and insolent Which caused me in Christian Sympathy With bitter groans my grief to testifie In this sad manner ' WHat dismal vapour in so black a form ' Is this which seems Harbinger to a Storm ' What pitchy Cloud invades our starry Sky 'To stop the beamings of the Worlds great Eye ' What spreading Sables of Egyptian Night ' Would rob the Earth of its illustrious Light ' What interposing Fog obscures our Sun ' What dire Eclipse benights our Horizon ' Is England's Great and Royal Bridegroom fled ' Is its Aurora newly gone to Bed ' That scattered Clouds make such prodigious haste ' Combine in one and re-unite so fast ' Clouds that so lately dissipated were ' Do now conspire to make a darker Air. ' I mourn unpitied groan without relief ' No bounds nor measures terminate my grief ' The Sluces of mine Eyes are too too narrow 'To vent the Streams of my increasing sorrow ' Ebbs follow swelling Floods and springing Days ' Adorn the Fields which Winter dis-arrays ' All States and Things have their alternate ranges ' As Providence the Scene of Action changes ' All Revolutions hurry to and fro ' Yet rest and settlement at length do know ' But helpless I have often lookt about 'To find some ease and Soul refreshment out ' Yet can I see no prospect of relief ' But swift additions multiply my grief ' As Pilgrims wander in their great distress ' Amongst the wild rapacious Savages In pathless Desarts where the midnight howls Of hungry Wolves mixt with the screech of Owls And Ravens dismal croaks salute the Ears Of poor Erratick trembling Passengers ' So I 'm surrounded so the Beasts of prey ' Conspire to take my Life and Name away ' My glowing Soul does melt my Spirits faint ' For want of vent I 'm pregnant with complaint ' No Age nor Generation but has known ' Some part of this my just and grievous moan ' But now I 'm far more dangerously charg'd ' By bolder Foes my sorrows are enlarg'd 'A Hellish Tribe of black Avernus Crew ' Do Blood-hound like me and my Lambs pursue ' Lord Jesus come O Christ let me invoke ' Thy sacred presence to divert the stroke ' Have all my Friends forsook me Are there none 'To ease my woes Ah must I grieve alone Sion's Friend ' What doleful noise salutes my listning Ear ' What grief expressing voice is that I hear ' Methinks the accent of this dismal cry ' Issues from one in great extremity ' The shrilness of this mournful tone bespeaks 'A Womans loud and unregarded shrieks ' The more her deep and piercing sighs I heed ' The more my Heart in Sympathy does bleed ' Ah! who can find her out who can make known ' The Author of this Heart-relenting moan ' Doubtless though sorrow now has seiz'd upon her ' She is a Lady of high Birth and Honour ' Of Royal Stem extracted from above ' Nurs'd in the Chambers of the Fathers Love ' Espoused to a most Illustrious Prince ' Who over all has Just Preheminence ' Monarch of Monarchs ' Ah Sion is it thou ' Oh mourn my Soul Oh let my Spirit bow ' Let all that Love the Bridegroom sigh for grief ' For Sion weeps as if past all relief ' But why O Sion since thou art belov'd ' Of Heaven's Supream art thou so sadly mov'd ' Why with stretcht Arms dost thou implore the Skies ' Why do such streams of Tears flow from thine Eyes ' This makes me wonder Sion ' My forlorn Estate ' Is poor unpitied mean and desolate ' I long have wandred in the Wilderness ' Involv'd in trouble and in sore distress ' In Caves absconding from the horrid rage ' Of savage Beasts until this latter Age. ' Yet when I but attempted to look out ' The Monsters to destroy me searcht about ' The roaring Bloud-hounds greedy on the scent 'To kill or drive me back again are bent ' No interval of peace no rest they give ' Pronounce me cursed and not fit to live ' The cruel Dragon joineth with the Beast 'To gore my sides and spoil my Interest ' Th' old Lion Lyonness and the Lyons whelp ' With dreadful Jaws the other Beasts do help ' Dogs Bulls and Foxes Bears and Wolves agree 'To rend and tear and make a spoil of me ' I that have been so delicately bred ' My Children at the Royal Table fed ' Am now expos'd to the Infernal spight ' Of such who still in Fire and Blood delight ' Hatch Plo●s in Hell and Rome whose black desig ' Is to stab Monarchs and to undermine 'Our Ancient Laws subvert Religion and ' Bow Englands Neck to Antichrists command ' These were Fore-runners of that dismal Doom ' Of Fire and Faggot which the Whore of Rome ' Prepar'd for English Protestants and the rest ' Who won't adore the Image of the Beast ' I am the mark these Monsters aim at all ' Their Grand Intrigues were to contrive my fall ' If Friends or Strangers any favour show ' They straight conspire to work their overthrow 1678. ' Ah vile Conspiracy Ah cursed Plot ' So deeply laid How canst thou be forgot ' Th' Infernal Conclave ne're produc'd a

more some less As was their Pride Rebellion Wickedness Judge Thou graceless Wretch thou art berest of shame How dar'st thou thus deny thy proper name Christ's Church his Members never did annoy Nor Persecute and Millions thus destroy 'T is to no purpose for thee to dispute For all thy Forgeries I can confute I am thy Judge and never will pass by Thy horrid acts and Bloody Villany The time 's at hand when I 'le fullfil my word And in just fury draw my glittering Sword My frown shall make thy proud foundation quake And all the Pillars of thy House I 'le shake Dost think because I did forbear so long That I will not revenge my Childrens wrong What I resolve to do or will command No Pope nor Devil ever can withstand He that presum'd great Monarchs to depose Shall soon be tumbled down by some of those Whom he so crusht from Hell he did ascend And thither shall be flung down in the end He 'l surely fall and never rise again The hope thou hast of him is therefore vain There 's no recalling of the Sentence gone Thy Execution day approaches on Truth Most glorious Judge since this bold Whore denies Her filthy lewdness and Adulteries Let me but prove it and proclaim her shame 'T is known that I a faithful VVitness am It has been Evidenc'd by Vision clear That some strange Monster should on Earth appear Which by imperfect views did first amaze Sagacious minds when they on it did gaze Which made mens Judgments to divide asunder To see an object of unusual wonder A Woman City And a Scarlet Whore The like on Earth was never seen before A VVoman in her pompous glory drest And sitting on a monstrous horned B●ast Who is decyphered by Prodigious things His very Horns explain'd are Crowned Kings And then this mighty VVonder to compleat She 's placed on a seven hilled Seat She 's stil'd a VVoman and a VVhore because She once submitted to Enacted Laws As other VVomen do when they do wed A Husband and enjoy a Marriage Bed And who this Woman is shall now be known Her proper title is Great Babylon VVho in great Pomp and Royal State doth ride Excelling haughty Jezebel in pride VVho in our Modern times hath boasting been That she rules all Men as a Mighty Queen Trampling on Kings and Crowned Potentates Commanding Kingdoms Common-wealths and States Requiring Subjects blindly to obey Pressing the Beast and Horns to Kill and Slay At such a rate as that all Christendom Like Butchers bloudy Shambles are become If by this mark she is not understood Neither by Garb Beast Actions or by Blood To other ways of proof I 'le quickly come And shew this Whore to be the Church of Rome The Woman which th' Apostle John beheld Arayed in Purple and in Pomp upheld By that Blasphemous Scarlet-colour'd Beast That was with Gold and Stones of value drest Holding a cup full of abominations And black pollutions of her fornications That with great Kings Adultery commits And on a sev'n-hill'd Habitation sits The holy Angel of the Lord explains That 't is the City which so proudly reigns Over the Kings of th' Earth but all these notes And what besides the blessed Spirit quotes With Papal Rome exactly do agree She therefore must this bloudy Strumpet be If all the marks of this great Whore are given Will not meet any where so plain and even As on the Church and People I did name Then certainly she is the very same For it is evident that there is none May be so fitly stiled Babylon 'T was she that took the Word of God away And by a string of Beads taught men to pray She rob'd the Laity of the blessed Cup And spoil'd the Feast where Children came to sup At the Lords Table where they us'd to mind The blessed things their Saviour left behind She did set up her superstitious Mass As rank an Idol as yet ever was Commanding adoration to be given Of equal honour with the God of Heaven Imposing Vows unwarranted Traditions Implicit Faith and thousand superstitions Pretended Miracles apparent Lies Damnable Errors and fond Fopperies She clogs the Conscience and to make all well Boasts all her dictates are infallible Did Babylon the burning work begin Make a hot furnace Thrust Gods Worthies in This Church herein hath driven such a trade That thousands broiling Martyrs she hath made She sets the Pope above the Holy One The great Jehovah and his blessed Son. T is she declares him Universal Head 'T is she forbids the Bible to be read 'T is she that first did from the Faith depart 'T is she that wounded Sion to the Heart 'T is she hath been the occasion of all evil 'T is she advanc'd the Doctrine of the Devil 'T is she that taught her Sons to swear and lie To vouch great falshoods and plain truths deny 'T is she that did forbid the Marriage Bed Whilst her vile Clergy such ill Lives have led Was it not she that Canon did create Commanding People to abstain from Meat Which God gave licence unto all to eat That all may know we do to Rome no wrong A little Book will publish'd be ere long That will make it most evident and clear That only Papal Rome's intended here If from this charge she can her self defend Then may she make the Judg and Law her friend Or if she can produce another Tribe To whom we may this Character ascribe VVith greater clearness than we do to her VVe will consent her sentence to defer Judge Rome since thou canst not make a fair Defence And shew to all the VVorld thine Innocence 'T is very evident that all these things Have been fulfilled on Kingdoms and their Kings And now if there no other people be That did the like then thou alone art she Let thy denials trouble men no more Thou only art the bloudy Scarlet Whore Therefore in Justice I at length am come Being Long provokt to pass thy final Doom The Sentence ROME Thou hast been indicted by the Name of Mystery Babylon Mother of Harlots Scarlet-coloured Whore False Church and Pretended Spouse of Jesus Christ and thou art found Guilty of all the Horrid and Prodigious Crimes following That thou didst Apostatize from the Holy Religion of God and his Son Jesus Christ and didst advance the Pope or Man of Sin and hast Sacrilegiously attributed and given to him those Names and Titles which belong only to God and the Great Er●a●●el magnifying his Decrees in wicked Council above the Laws of God and hast made void the Laws and Constitutions of the Gospel making the Church National and forming whole Kingdoms into one Universal Church Thou hast insinuated thy self into the Courts of the Emperors Kings and Princes of the Earth perswading them to comm●t Fornication and Idolatry with th●e to the utter R●in and Destruction of many of them as well as of several Peers Noblemen others of all Ranks and Degrees