I declare that ev'ry idle word That men shall speak before the dreadful Lord Shall be computed for in that great day Of Judgment when he will their Sins display Much more shall they be to a reck'ning brought Who have such words as yours are given out Words full of Defamations and of Lies Great slanders and notorious Blasphemies For these they shall the dreadful doom receive Of the damn'd Spirits and their Torments have As they shall cleared and rewarded be For words that good are to Eternity Then when the Scribes and Pharisees had heard These stabbing truths which Jesus had declar'd Dissembling in their hearts the deadly hate They bore unto him humbly did intreat That he a Token would from Heaven give Whereby they might upon good grounds believe That the undoubted Christ of God he was Sent from him to instruct them in his Laws But Jesus who did never guess amiss Knowing they had a different end in this That notwithstanding all their fair pretence 'T was but a snare to trap his innocence That their chief cause in asking such a Sign Was but to take occasion to begin A quarrel with him which with much more ease They might commence about such things as these Than about them which in their natures are Unto the outward Senses much more near Thus said A vile and wicked People call And seek for Signs but there shall none at all But that of Jonas granted to them be Who is a true and lively Type of me For as three days and nights the Prophet lay Excluded from a life-infusing Ray Within his moving Scaly-Tomb shut fast And was by God restor'd alive at last So shall the Son of Man of heav'nly Birth Almost three days and nights within the Earth Entombed lye and then again shall rise The third day crown'd with lasting Victories And they who by this means will not be wrought And to conviction and repentance brought Nor to the preaching of my Follo'wers give A willing ear and what they teach believe Shall by the Ninivites adjudged be Because though they were in a high degree Sinful so sinful that before the Face Of the great God came up their wickedness Crying aloud on them to shower down His dreadful vengeance from his sacred Throne Yet from the Prophets freedom from his Goal The slimy Belly of the monst'rous Whale And Preaching to them they in Sack-Cloath went And did sincerely of their Sins repent Whereas against my Preaching you are now So stubborn and so stifly bent that though I am by much a greater Prophet known Than Jonas being the Eternal Son God having testify'd of me this same By a loud Voice which from the Heavens came Yet to my Resurrection you 'l not give Credit nor be perswaded to believe What my Apostles by my Spirit shall Instruct you so as to repent at all That Famous Aethiopian Queen likewise Shall up i' th' Judgment ' gainst this Nation rise And it condemn because she came from far The Wisdom of King Solomon to hear Whereas against me you have entertain'd So great displeasure that you won't be gain'd To come and be inform'd of me although To do 't you need no tedious Steps to go And sure to most of you it must be known That I am greater much than Solomon And highly him in Wisdom do surpass And therefore abler am than e're he was To give you both instructions and advice How to attain to be divinely wise His Wisdom being in such things as here Occurr'd and Natural and Humane were Not such a Wisdom as was like to mine Perfect in matters Sacred and Divine And such a Wisdom that would you but be Perswaded to embrace it heartily Would mrke you wise and so direct your feet That you at last with endless Joys should meet But as for you and likewise for the rest Of this your Nation who have been so blest With all-sufficient means to bring you to A timely Sorrow for your Sins and who Have had so many Wonders 'mong you wrought So many Fiends of the Possest cast out And yet so far have hitherto been known From walking worthy of these Mercies shown That ye the God of Love blasphemed have By whom I Work and who me Power gave That let me tell you ye are highly in A sad Condition through your wilful Sin And that your State is much more hopeless now By Satans second coming into you Than 't was before I liv'd among you here Or than it would have been if I had ne're Cast Satan out for now he 'll with him take That he may safe his regain'd Conquest make More and worse Spirits than he did before To tempt you unto Sin and make you more Wicked each day than other until he Hath you involv'd in endless Misery Many more Wonders than we here do write Jesus perform'd in his Disciples sight These are recorded that you all might know Him the Messiah which was promis'd you And that believing him to be the same You might have Life through his Eternal Name The Prayer of the Most Holy Jesus before his Apprehension Saint John 1. NOw when the great and glorious Son of Love Who for our Bliss forsook his own above Had ended his Discourse with lift up Eyes And elevated Hands to Heav'n he cryes 2. Father the hour of my Death draws on For all Mankind now glorifie thy Son That I may be enabled to go through The weighty business which I come to do 3. And as my Power doth extend to All To give Eternal Life permit the fall Of none of those whom I came down to save Let them the Merits of my Passion have 4. All thou requirest to Enthrone Men there Where Joys most perfect and Eternal are Is this to own thee as the Supreme One Thy Laws obey and to embrace thy Son 5. This I have publish'd since I came below I have not fail'd thy sacred Will to show Having now finish'd what I came for here Attend O heavenly Father to my Pray'r 6. When I have suffer'd what is due to Man Receive me up unto thy Joys again Give me that Glory which I had with Thee Before the World was from Eternity 7. As for those Men whom from their Callings thou Gav'st to attend me hear thy Will they know From thee I did receive them thine they were My Will as thine they have obey'd with care 8. Those glorious things for which I did come down I have not secret kept but made them known They have embrac'd that Message brought by me Firmly believing that I came from thee 9. For these peculiar Men to thee I pray Confirm their Faith that no Temptation may Seduce their hearts nor Terrors e're withdraw Their skilful Tongues from publishing thy Law 10. For th' impenitent I no mention make Let them the fruit of all their Sins partake For them I pray and for their constancy Who are thy Gift and who have served me 11. These I commend unto thy gracious
terribly affraid The Publication of Christ's Birth Fear not said he most joyful News I bring To you and all the World this day a King And a Redeemer's born the Christ is He To Bethle'm haste and your Salvation see Yet that you may not when you come mistake And for the Lord of Life another take Within a Stable you shall find him lye With none but Joseph and his Mother by Then with the Angel of the Lord there stood An Host of heav'nly Spirits praising God Singing this following Hymn By those above Angels Archangels to the God of Love Be glory given for this Infants Birth And to the good a lasting peace on Earth Up from the Earth unto Heav'ns radiant Throne This blessed Quire was no sooner gone But that the trembling Shepheards by consent To see what they were told to Bethle'm went Thither they came there the Child they saw Lye in the Stable on a heap of Straw With Joseph and his Wife abroad they spread What they had seen and what the Angel said And all who heard them with amazement were Seiz'd at the Story which they did declare But Mary ponder'd these things o're and o're And grew in Faith and knowledg more more Back to their Flocks the joyful Shepheards went And all the time of their returning spent In glorifying of th' Almighty's Name For all those things which he reveal'd to them The Circumcision On the eighth day after the Child was born The pious Joseph early in the Morn With his Redeemer to th' Assembly came Who Circumcised was and by the Name Of Jesus call'd as Gabriel order gave Unto the Virgin e're she did conceive And when her forty days accomplisht were According to the Law they did repair With the Messiah to Jerusalem His Presentation in the Temple Where to the Priest they both presented him For by the Law the First-born Male among The Jews unto Jehovah did belong E're since that fatal night wherein he smote Aegypts First-born and thence his Isr'el brought Two Turtle Doves she for her self did bring Although a poor yet legal Offering Unto the Lord from out the bleating Flock A Lamb she could not purchase with her Stock Within the Town of Solyma liv'd one Who just and pious was call'd Simeon Full of the Holy Ghost attending there When Isr'els Consolation would appear To him the Spirit did reveal that he Should e're he dy'd the promis'd Blessing see He by divine impulse to th' Temple came Just as the Father and his pious Dame Arriv'd with the blest Off-spring of her Womb To do for him what the strict Law did doom Where in his presence they a tender made Of their First-born and his cheap ransome paid Then in his feeble Arms old Simeon took The heav'nly Babe and thus divinely spoke Nunc Dimittis Lord let me now into the silent Grave In peace depart since with mine Eyes I have Beheld the Christ which thou hast long foretold Whom now thy People in this place behold A Light to those who do in Darkness dwell And the great Glory of thine Israel Joseph and Mary much surprized were At those mysterious Truths the rev'rend Seer Concerning Jesus in that place declar'd Such as before their Ears had never heard Simeons Prophecy Then Simeon blest them and to Mary said Behold this Child of thine thou lovely Maid Is for the ruine of the Ungodly sent And the redemption of the Penitent And for a Sign in Isr'el he shall stand ' Gainst whom the wicked of the World shall band That all the thoughts of men which are conceal'd Both of the good and bad may be reveal'd And thou the Mother of this blessed Son When thou behold'st their barb'rous cruelty Shalt find thy Soul with sorrow over-run Some great affliction it shall bring to thee Anna's Prophecy Into the Temple at this instant came Of Asers Tribe a Widdow who by name Was Hannah call'd who in her younger life But seven years had liv'd a married Wife Eighty and four years old this woman was A strict observer of the Jewish Laws Who duly did the Temple-Prayers frequent And every Week two days in Fasting spent She likewise thank'd the Lord and spoke of him To all who dwelt within Jerusalem Now when the Parents had the Law fulfill'd Both unto Bethlem with the blessed Child Return'd again where for a while they were Till in a Dream th' Almighty did appear To Joseph with a strict command that he Should take the Child and into Aegypt flee There they remain'd until the Tyrant's death And afterwards return'd to Nazareth In Spirit strong and Stature Jesus grew Whom God with mighty Wisdome did indue When twelve years old the blessed Jesus was His Parents who devoutly kept the Laws Of the great God the time now drawing near To celebrate the annual Passover Took this same hopeful Child along with them To keep this great Feast at Jerusalem And when the days of it accomplisht were Joseph and Mary homewards did repair With their Acquaintance and Relations who In Naz'reth did dwell or near thereto Christ's stay at Jerusalem and conferring with the Doctors Onwards they travell'd but ne're mist their Son Who in Jerus'lem staid to them unknown Until they had a whole days Journey gone Then ' mongst their Kindred and their Friends they went Inquiring for him but no news they learnt With thoughtful care for their neglect of him They back return'd unto Jerusalem After a three days search their Child they found Within the Temple Porch encompass'd round With the most noted Rabbies of the Jews Asking such things which did the Scribes amuse So that they all with wonder seised were At his wise answers and discourses there When ' midst the learned of the Jewish Land His Mother and her Husband saw him stand Th' amazed Virgin to her Son did go Jesus said she thou did'st unkindly do To raise such fears within thy Fathers mind And mine as thou did'st by thy stay behind But he reply'd the fittest place for me Is where I am know ye not I must be About my Fathers business But they could Not this mysterious Speech of his unfold However back to Nazareth he came With his ore-joyed Parents at that same Laborious Calling eighteen years he wrought Which Joseph did profess and him had taught And to their just Commands was never known To shew himself a disrespectful Son His Baptism Up to the Age of thirty years being grown He forthwith went to be Baptiz'd by John Who at the River Jordan was that time Baptizing sev'ral that did come to him But John this Office at the first did wave Until the Ever-blest such Reasons gave To have it done that in the Peoples sight He there conferr'd on him that needful Rite When lo th' Eternal Spirit from above Hov'ring descended on him as a Dove And from the Clouds at that same time was heard A thundring Voice which these same words declar'd This is my well-beloved Son in whom I
that thou shalt conceive She who is barren call'd Elizabeth Is now with Child To Zach'ry I brought down The joyful Message of a wisht-for Son Six Months with Child she 's gone with God there 's nought How strange soe're but he can bring 't about The Conception it self Behold said she the Handmaid of the Lord Be it to me according to thy Word For ever Lord thy Glorious Name be prais'd Who from a low and abject State hast rais'd And in renown exalted me above The rest of Women by this mark of Love Mary's saluting Elizabeth No sooner Gabriel had his Message done But back he flew to Heaven's Glorious Throne Up from her bended Knees the Virgin rose And straightway went to Zacharia's house Within Judeas hilly Country where She found her Cousin and saluted her The welcome Greeting did no sooner sound Within her Ears but she the Infant found To leap within her Womb and straight her Breast With a Prophetick Spirit was possest And thus she spake Elizabeth's Exclamation Blessed art thou most lovely Maid above The rest of Women in th' Almighty's Love Blessed for ever Blessed is that Son Of the Great God within thy Virgin Zone O what a joy is it for me to see The Mother of my Lord to visit me For loe mine ears no sooner heard thy Voice But in my Womb the Infant did rejoyce Blessed art thou because thou didst believe The Angels Message it shall never grieve Thee that thy Faith was so much wrought upon For e're nine Months thou shalt bring forth this Son Then Mary said Magnificat My Soul doth praise the Lord for evermore And Spirit joyes in God my Saviour For he regarded hath the low estate Of his poor Servant and hath made her great So great that Generations henceforth shall Respect my name and highly-Blessed call For he that mighty is great things hath done For me beyond imagination His Mercy is from Age to Age on them Who serve him blessed be his Glorious Name He with his Pow'rful Arm hath to the great And proud Designers given a Defeat He from their Seats the Mighty hath put down And rais'd the humble Soul unto a Crown He hath the needy with good things supply'd But to the proud his Mercies hath deny'd He in remembrance of his promise made To Abra'm and his Seed hath now made glad And holpen Isr'el for within my Womb There lies inclos'd the promis'd Seed to come S. John's Birth Well nigh three Months within her Cousins House Remain'd the lovely new betrothed Spouse Of Joseph till she plainly did perceive Her Womb contain'd him who the World should save Then she took leave and forthwith to her home Poor and despised Nazareth did come Some few days after of a lovely Boy Eliz'beth was deliver'd to the joy Of all her Neighbours her Relations were Glad when they heard how God a Son and Heir Had given to her and had Mercy shown Making her pregnant who was barren known On the Eighth Day they all together came To Circumcise and give the Child a Name The bloody Act perform'd they voted all Him by the name of Zachary to call But when the Mother heard how they her Son Had Zachary nam'd she gave the name of John They told her none of her Relations were Call'd by that Name as ever they could hear Unto the Father they made signs to know How he would have him call'd 't should be so He made them signs to have a Book which brought Within it John unto their wonder wrote Which having done his Tongue immediately From its restraint was set at liberty And in most thankful manner the first thing Was the Almighty's praise which he did sing When they heard this who round about did dwell A reverential fear upon them fell Believing all this Child in time would prove Some mighty man whom Heaven so did love Who in the Womb and ever since hath been By God so favour'd as was never seen Old Zacharias who was musing on What Gabriel said of his and Mary's Son A sacred flame arose within his Breast And thus divinely sung the inspir'd Priest Benedictus Blest be the God of Isra'l and esteem'd Who hath his People visited and Redeem'd And rais'd within his servant Davids house A mighty King and Saviour unto us As by his holy Prophets mouths he spake Which have been since he the vast World did make That we should be delivered from all those Who are our secret or our open Foes To keep his mercy which he promised To our Fore-fathers and their num'rous Seed The Oath he swore to Abraham on this wife That he would free us from our Enemies That we securely may devote our days To do his Will and sing his worthy praise And thou my Child of the most High I know Shalt be a mighty Prophet thou shalt go Before the Christ t' instruct the World how they May him imbrace and all his Laws obey To teach them how when they have evil done Through him they may obtain Remission All through the mercy of our God whereby Christ hath to us descended from on high To give them Light who do in Blindness sit Within the Vale of Death and guide our Feet Into the path of peace which pleasant way Will lead us all to joys which ne're decay Thus sung the aged Priest unto his joy In Spirit strong and stature grew the Boy John's Education Within the Mountains of Judea he Severely past his tender Infancy There he abode until the day wherein His Ministerial Function did begin Now in the forty fourth year of his Raign The great Augustus Caesar did ordain And strictly charge that all in every Town Within the Roman Empire should set down Their Names Fortunes in those Cities where Their Ancestors were born of whom they were When this first Taxing was by Caesar made Cyrenius for his Province Syria had To their respective Cities each one went To be enroll'd in Caesar's Government From Galilee out of Naz'reth Joseph came With Mary big with Child to Bethlehem Because they both of David's Princely Race Descended were who born was in that place It came to pass they were no sooner there But Mary found the happy time drew near Wherein she must her first born Son bring forth The Word by whom God made both Heav'n and Earth The Birth of Christ Within the Inn no room she could obtain Although she sought it o're and o're again Into the Stable she was forc'd to go Then on the ground her Knees did humbly bow And in the midst of glorious thoughts the Son Of the Most High brought forth without a groan In Swadling-Cloaths she wrapp'd her First-born Child And on the Straw she laid him in the Field Were Shepheards who by nightly turns did look Unto their innocent and wealthy Flock When lo an Angel from the glittering Throne Of the Almighty came and round them shone The daz'ling brightness of his presence made The watchful Shepheards
The joyful Mary came and did declare How she had seen the Lord and likewise what He did command but they believ'd her not When in the Ev'ning of that day they were Assembled with the Doors close shut for fear Of the malicious Jews in Jesus came They knew not how anâ—â—â—hers saâ—uted them Peace be unto you when he had so said They trembling stood most terribly affraid Concluding that it could not Jesus be But a delusion which they tâ—ere did see Yet when he show'd his Hands and wounded Side Those Marks which he receiv'd when Crucify'd The Souls rejoyc'd and all with one accord Acknowledg'd him to be their Sov'raign Lord. He therefore to confirm their Faith begun T' expound the Scriptures which had long foreshown His cruel Death and Resurrection And by his Spirit made them plainly see The full import of ev'ry Prophecy And now farewell said he yet 'fore I go The same Commission I do give to you Which I receiv'd to plant a Church I came Do ye succeed me and compleat the same Be of good comfort to assist you here I 'le send you down the blessed Comforter But here attend ye till he doth come down Then did he go and breath on ev'ry one And by so doing did his Followers fit For that unerring guide the Holy Sp'rit Which at the Feast of Pentecost came down And sate like flaming-Fire on ev'ry one He gave the Keys of Heav'ns glorious Gate Into their Hands to Excommunicate The stubborn Sinner to absolve or bind They Power had as they just cause did find But Thomas called Dydimus the Twin Who was not with them when the Lord came in Now being come they up and told him how Jesus had with them been but even now But he declar'd unless his Eyes did see And Hands did touch his Wounds he 'd faithless be When his Disciples that day sev'nights were Met at their usual Place to joyn in Pray'r The Lord of Life the second time did come They knew not how into the close-shut Room Thomas said he since you will not believe Your Fellow-Servants that I am alive Except your Hands do touch and Eyes do see Those cruel Marks bestow'd on me Behold my Wounds thy Fingers thrust into This Side of mine and be not faithless now My Lord and God! said Thomas now I know And am convin'd the very God art thou Had'st thou before believ'd what thou hast seen Thy Faith said Jesus had then nobler been Than now it is my blessing I do give To them who see me not and yet believe His Ascension Full forty days th' Eternal Son of God After he rose again on Earth abode Teaching his Followers what they ought to do To make the World his Fathers Will to know And now just ready to ascend his Throne To take possession of his purchas'd Crown He went unto Mount Olivet with them Sev'n Furlongs distant from Jerusalem Upon whose lofty Brow with Hands lift high Unto the sacred Throne of Majesty He blessed them which having done a bright And shining Cloud convey'd him from their sight Up to the glorious Seat of Bliss where He Triumphant sits to all Eternity To the Eternal Three above Father Son and Spirit of Love By all the glorious Host in Heav'n And Men on Earth be Glory giv'n On Christ's Sufferings LOrd what is Man that thou from Bliss Where Love in full perfection is Should'st send thy Son thine only One To be contemn'd and spit upon To be the abject and the scorn Of ev'ry Villain to be torn With cruel Rods to be revil'd And live as 't were a live exil'd And after all this ignomy To hang on the accursed Tree That the eternal God above Should chuse this way to show his love To such as we who do return Instead of gratitude our scorn That he his only Son should send To suffer an inglorious end And make the Innocent to be An Offering for Impiety It raises wonder but 't was so Jesus did all this undergo Not by compulsion 't was his choice He suffer'd that we might rejoyce All this he did for to regain Lost Souls from an eternal pain And Jesus shall not we express Our thanks to thee for happiness Had'st thou not dy'd we had remain'd As Satans Victims ever chain'd No act of ours could e're have wrought That Reconcilement thou hast bought With thy dear Blood thou Heav'ns Rage Did'st fully with thy Death asswage Such obligations Lord should move Our stony-hearts to melt with Love And in the strictest duty bind To thee the Souls of all Man-kind CANTATE DOMINO CANTICVM NOVUM Praise the Lord up on the harp sing to the harp with a psalm of thanksgiving EIGHTEEN OF David's PSALMS PARAPHRAS'D By the same Hand LONDON Printed by R. E. for R. Bentley and M. Magnes in Russel-Street in Covent-Garden 1680. Eighteen of Davids Psalms Paraphras'd PSALM 22. MY God my God! Why am I left Helpless in my distress bereft Of that protection I have had Why are my Foes with Conquest clad I call and weep both day and night To thee my God to thee for right But O my Crys and Tears are vain There 's no redress no ease of pain All this shall not discourage me Since I do know thou just wilt be And true to ev'ry promise Thou Hast bound thy Self to me by Vow And though Thou let'st mine Enemys Insult and deaf art to my Crys Yet Lord thou holy art and still Deserv'st the praise of Israel Our Fathers they rely'd on thee Thou Lord wast their security When dangers did their Souls surround To thee they call'd and freedom found But I my Foes most deadly scorn With patience hitherto have born The vulgar and ignobler sort Do make my misery their sport In an insulting way they cry Let his Salvation now draw nigh He trusted in the Lord that he Would help him in adversity Let him stretch out his arm and save If either strength or pow'r he have But Lord their scorn and cruelty Shall not dismay or trouble me Since I have always found thine arm Able to rescue me from harm Since from the Womb I came alone Thou hast been my Salvation And from my Mothers tender Breast My God my hope wert and my rest Now be not far from me but save Permit not the triumphing Grave Insaâ—â—te as my cruel-Foes My Life untimely to enclose Redeem my Soul there 's none I know Except my God can help me now For I am close besieg'd and brought To that distress I can't get out Like as a rav'ning Lyon doth Roaring pursue with open mouth The helpless Creature that he may Affrighted fall and be his Prey So do my Foes threaten and rave To bring my Soul unto the Grave So week and feeble I am grown Wasted to nothing ev'ry bone Disjoynted from its place doth start Like Wax dissolv'd so is my Heart And as a Potsheard so my strength Is dryed up my Tongue at length Cleaves to my Jaws my earthly-Frame
Sion in Prayer to God 1. BE mindful thou of all our Woes whose Throne In Heaven is on our reproach look down 2. The Land thou gav'st us to Possess is Till'd By Heathens and our Houses with them fill'd 3. No King we have our Cities all are left As mournful Widows of their Loves bereft 4. We can't fetch Water from the Chrystal Spring Nor Fuel get unless its price we bring 5. Our Necks are with a grievous Bondage prest Wearied we are and can obtain no rest 6. We have for Bread implored Egypts Aid And a firm League with wicked Ashur made 7. Our Fathers have transgrest and are no more We their Transgressions and our own have bore 8. Servants have rul'd and had o're us command None would us free from their imperious Hand 9. We ran the hazard of our lives for Meat Because the Sword around did for us wait 10. Our Skin did black as is the Oven look Because lank-Famine rag'd in ev'ry nook 11. They forc'd the Wives in Sion and in wild And burning Lust their lovely Maids defil'd 12. They hang'd our Princes up and had no care To honour them who Priests or Aged were 13. They made the Young-Men labour at the Mill With weighty Burdens did the Children kill 14. No Law-dispensing-Elder now doth sit In Sions Gate nor 's Musick heard in it 15. The Joy and Pleasure of our Heart is fled Our Daunce we now in mournful Measures Tread 16. The State and glory of our Realm is gone Wo to us for our Sins have it undone 17. For this our Hearts are Faint our Griefs increase And for these things our Eyes ne're Weeping cease 18. But chiefly for that Sion fam'd of Old To be thy Joy is now the Foxes hold 19. But why O Lord thou sole Eternal One Who hast an everlasting settled Throne 20. Do'st thou so long forget and leave us here And to our Out-cries wilt not lend an Ear 21. Turn thou Lord and we shall turned be And let us have the Days we once did see 22. But thou hast cast us off thine angry look Shows that thou hast thy Sion quite forsook CONCLVSION THus hath my Pen through various Troubles past Traverst the Woes of Sion and at last Unto the end of her Complaint is come Grant that our Sion may not find her Doom In Thee we hope in Thee we Trust alone To thee we fly save us Thou Mighty One This Favour from our Princes can't be had Thou only can'st preserve and make us glad A Prayer for the Church ETernal God to whom all Knees shall bow Unto whose goodness we our Beings owe How have we all from thy Commandments Following our vain Imagination Hast thou not seen thy Mercies slighted all gone Thy Laws and Judgments in contempt to fall And heard how we with impious Mouths have said There is no God no God who hath us made I cannot Lord but tremble when I muse On these our fearful Sin nor can I chuse But burst into a sad and doleful Cry What merit we for our Impiety We here deserve to feel thy heaviest Doom And those eternal Flames i' th' World to come But thou who art an ever gracious God To anger slow unwilling with thy Rod To grieve the Sons of Men who ready art Fully to pardon the returning heart But a consuming Fire that will burn The Soul that will not be induc'd to turn Make us sincerely sorrowful for all Make us sincerely sorrowful for all Our crying Sins that for thy Vengeance call Forgive us all our secret and our known Transgressions which we against thee done And grant that we may willingly no more Provoke thy furious Wrath as heretofore And since our Hearts are in thy Hands O Lord Make them obed'ent to thy Will and Word Send into ev'ry Breast that peaceful Dove Thy holy and eternal Sp'rit of Love To rule and lead us in the way of Peace Whose end is everlasting Happiness That for the future there may not arise Amongst us baneful Animosities Be gracious to thy Church and scatter all That dayly seek and Plot to make her Fall Make them to perish in their strange device And never rise to work her Miseries But let thy Goodness and thy Mercies flow Upon her Head with her always go And since a dismal Cloud with frowning Brow Hovers o're thy despised Sion now O let thy Goodness a quick-piercing-Ray Send down and chase this direful Cloud away That it upon her may not fall and we For our Offences thereby Ruin'd be But chiefly Lord we here do thee invoke To save her from Romes hateful hellish Yoke Let not that Man of Sin wh ' exalts his Throne Above the Powers that on Earth are known Subject her to his most imperious Sway And make her to his Avarice a Prey Infat'ate his Designs and on him lay The Mischiefs purpos'd to Her day by day Cover with thy out-stretched Wings the Great And Gracious Sov'raign of our Church State In spight of those who rage and cursing stand To see the Scepter flourish in his Hand Preserve his sacred Life and make them all Who seek his Ruine by his Hand to fall Here Crown him with a long and blessed Peace And when he Dyes with endless Happiness Bless likewise those who at thy Altar serve Grant that their Lips may right'ous Truths preserve Let both their Lives and Doctrins be sincere And let them like the Stars shine bright and clear Bless all inferiour Ministers of State Fill them with wholsome Justice in the Gate Let well weigh'd Judgment from their Mouths proceed And not the name of Friend or Foe to heed Be good to all thy People ev'ry where And keep them in thy Faith and in thy Fear Convert the unconverted make us all To own one Shepheard and to know his Call Then we thy People who to thee belong From day to day will with a thankful Song Set forth thy Praise and to the World declare How great thy Goodness and thy Mercies are POEMS ON SEVERAL Occasions By the same Hand LONDON Printed by R. E. for R. Bentley and M. Magnes in Russel-Street in Covent-Garden 1680. Poems on several Occasions The Sinners Wish AH could I Lord at thy blest Hands Receive a Freedom from my Bands From killing Sins and worldly-Cares From future Torments dismal Fears Were I as certain of thy Love As Angels that enjoy 't above Beauty with her bewitching-Smiles VVhich Fetters Millions with her Wiles Should ne're embrace me in her Arms I 'de stand unconquer'd at her Charms Those wealthy Treasures of the Shoar The costly Gems the glitt'ring Oar These I 'de contemn upon this score That I might Heavens Treasures know And when I dye may thither go Say Lord the Word and 't shall be so On Lazarus rais'd Lord THe Grave obey'd Deaths Bands did fall Asunder at thy pow'rful Call And all those faithless Lookers on Beheld his Resurrection Such charming Rhet'rick's in thy Voice The Dead Revive the