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A47081	Mercy triumphing over judgement or, A warning for Sabbath-breakers Published for Gods glory and the benefit of all true Christians. By me Thomas Jones, of the City of Hereford. Who for prophaning the Lords Day was [m]ost miraculously strucken by the hand of God, and ut[te]rly depriv'd of all my senses, for the space of 4 years; [an]d now by his great mercy (upon my hearty repen[ta]nce) being perfectly restored to my former health, I [w]as moved to set forth this ensuing relation, as a testi[m]ony of my thankfulnesse to God for his fatherly [ch]astisement; and that all others by my example, may [b]e deterred from so hainous an offence as Sabbath-breaking.	Jones, Thomas, of Hereford.	1641 (1641)	Wing J993A; ESTC S103195	21,118	49

MERCY TRIUMPHING OVER ●UDGEMENT OR A WARNING FOR SABBATH-BREAKERS Published for Gods glory and the benefit of all true Christians BY me Thomas Jones Of the City of Hereford Who for prophaning the Lords Day was ●o t miraculously strucken by the hand of God and ut●…ly depriv'd of all my senses for the space of 4 years ●…d now by his great mercy upon my hearty repen●●nce being perfectly restored to my former health I as moved to set forth this ensuing Relation as a testi●ony of my thankfulnesse to God for his fatherly ●●astisement and that all others by my example may ●e deterred from so hainous an offence as Sabbath-●reaking 1 Cor. 10.11 Now all these things happened for examples Therefore remember that yee keepe holy the Sabbath day Exod. 20.8 London Printed by E. P. for Iohn Wright the Younger dwelling 〈…〉 Goe little Booke present thy selfe Cum Privilegio THE PROLOGUE BEloved Christians before I was punished for my sins I followed mine owne wayes but now I desire to keepe the commandements of my God therefore I will first relate unto ●u in Prose the manner of my chastisement and what I con●eive to be the cause wherefore I was afflicted Vpon the Lords ●ay or Sabbath called Whitsunday in the yeare 1624. I disobayed the Lord and violated that great day in Cursing Swearing Drinking and keeping of bad company making an Alehouse or a worse place my chiefest Sanctuary all that day from which time my memory was taking from me for seaven weekes that I could never since remember any thing I did ●eing eight dayes after that offence committed in perfect health and cannot conceive how I spent the next Lords day but on Trinity-monday riding to a wedding my horse slumbled in a plaine greene way and cast me from off his backe upon a stone where as I am enformed was scarce another stone to be seene for halfe a mile thence was I carried home to the Priory of Brecknock as dead and lay as one languishing for a weeke having a Physitian and a Chyrurgion with me but could not agree where the fracture was for outwardly there was no wound to be seene neverthelesse the Sirgeon conceiving where the fracture was and that I might dye within three dayes if the braine had not vent immediatly made an incision in the Temples on the right side of my head and cutting all the Veine in that place I bled by report six or seaven quarts of blood before the veines stopt bleeding yet at the seaven weekes end I was almost recovered of that desperate wound and my memory came to me againe but how when or where I was thus chastised I know not nor whether I felt any paine when I was so grievously wounded and cured I could not nor can I remember onely my violating or prophaning the Lords day before declared I did and doe as yet remember which made me demand of the Surgeon and others that were about me at the seaven weekes end how long it was since Whitsuntide And being commanded in a dreame to give an account of the Talent which was given me since I repented for violating the Lords day I have made bold to present these my endeavours to your charitable censures not doubting but if the rest of my Talent were manifest to the world it would be pleasing to God and man most beneficiall and usefull for this Kingdome and fit for all young Clearkes Schollers and Artificers who understand not the Latine Tongue which I wanted my selfe before my Lord and Master corrected me To the VVorshipfull and worthily honoured HERBRT PRISE Esquire one of the Queenes Majesties Gentlemen Sewers To his Vertuous Religious and Zealous Wife the Lady Goditha Prise heretofore one of the maids of her Majesties privy Chamber and to their onely Child Mistresse Henriete Maria Prise one of her Majesties GOD Daughters MOst blessed three one God Divinity Protect thy number sacred Trinity To whom I prostrate here thy gift my will Grant them O Lord the peace of Conscience still True honours grace thou knowst I as a Bird Escapt the Foulers snare when death was fear'd My braines being chrusht my Temples crackt I fled From thence and by a blessed Angell led The Spirit of grace my faith my hope reviv'd And for these seaventeene yeares hath me repriv'd From death to shew the world Gods gift this Story That Sabbath-Breakers might behold my glory And Gods elect may see the reason why I was so plung'd in dreadfull misery The truth it doth declare at large and how Upon repentance God doth mercy show This gift is his which humbly I present In hope you 'l please t' accept the good intent Of him who praise Your honoured dayes May Zealous be Eternallie His life is yours While heart endures THOMAS JONES Anagram Herbert Prise her ripe Brest An Acrostick on his name An Acrostick on his Anagram in the last words of these Lines invented by the Author H He made his mothers brest full ripe in Her Ever she hopes her ripe brest will not Erre Religious Zeale within her brest doth Raigne Brest ripe in him all vice he doth Refraine Enrich his heart most wise his Faith In crease Ripe is his Brest his Soule the Heav'ns would Please The she ripe brest her Piety Exceeds Parting her Zeale to him in him it Breeds Rule Lord his heart and make his fortunes Rise In all respects before great Monarchs Eyes Send him true health true wealth and let him See Each sev'rall good descendeth downe from Thee H E E R R B R E I R P T E P B R R I E S S E T The Capitalls beginning shewes his name Those in the ends declares his Anagram Goditha Prise Praise thy God An Acrostick on her name An Acrostick on her Anagram G Great Mountaines stoope let Cedars have the Praise O're Hills o're Dales Gods glory they doe Raise Deepe Seas and Flouds the Sunne doth oft Annoy In ev'ry place the Sun 's the Cedars Joy Then Praise thy God brave Cedar truly Send Him thy best sap his blessings hath no End All blessed pow'rs whose Patience man doth Try Powre down your grace on her Praise God on Hye Rare Cedar blest Gods Heav'nly shade Intreat Immortall Tree most blest most high most Great Spread forth and Praise thy God thou art his Owne Extoll his name who sends all blessings Downe P O R D A I J T S H E A T P H R I I G S O E D The Capitalls beginning shewes her name Those at the ends declares her Anagram Anagram Henriete Maria Prise I remaine the aspirer An Acrostick on her name H Here is that Cedars Branch whose name aspire Exalted by a Queene what Subject higher Now Praise thy God sweet branches Roote againe Rejoyce in him his love doth still remaine I saith the Lord will powre on them my grace Even I will shield this Branch in ev'ry place Th' immortall life that comes in ev'ry bud Encrease her strength and feed her with thy

blood E N R I E T E   M Maintaine this Branch aspiring with thy love And blesse her Dayes make her a Turtle Dove Regard the Zeale of this young Branthers Steke Increase their Faith they are thy sheepe thy Flocke All joyfull Trees and Plants about them grow Palme Trees and Cedars unto them shall Bowe Rare vines shall twist about this Branch a Tree In Time but then a Cedar she shall bee Sweet vertuous lovely comely to behold Each sprig and leafe shall be of beaten Gold A R I A P R I S E To all true Christians REAERS and others SIth Schollers Toads and Spiders doe commend I hope a Trades-mans Mite cannot offend Such venomous creatures Christians loath or hate But this my Mite may prove more fortunate Yet Toads and Spiders serve God in their kind And doth his will whereto they are assign'd Each creeping thing 's ordain'd by Gods decree All things were made for man in some degree The Poyson which makes vermine breake or swell Most precious is Physitians best can tell Yet though they loathsome are to mortall eyes Within this world their shame and sorrow dyes But man who sins on earth continually Death shall not end his shame nor misery Then doth his woe begin for whom I pray Although they scorne and hate what now I say Then shall he know that God caus'd me to write The Sabbaths praise his gift or Trades-mans Mite Then shall proud gallants wish would they had bin As weake as I or vermine void of sin Sin 's therefore worse then death then Hell the Devil And of all sin Pride is the greatest evil Pride makes men hate and loath and scorne the poor Yet shall a Trades-mans Mite strike every door Open therefore and let instruction in Observe Gods day with zeale abandon sin Then in this world thou shalt begin true joy For Death and Hell Christ Jesus did destroy Though Reprobates this Mite doth discommend The gift of God my faith shall have no end Before I declare the manner of that fearefull Acciden● which I conceive happened to me for prophaning the Sabbath of the Lord my God I will recite unto you the first Verses tha● ever I made which is the gift of God bestowed on me since h● Chastisement contayning a Dialogue betweene my Soule an● Body And in the end of this Pamphlet you shall see the Praye● which I made when I was deprived of my speech and Sences An Acrostick Elegie on my brothers name made at th● Newes of his death my descent my owne and wives Anagrams her descent an Acrostick on her name made on th● words she spake on her Death-bed I lamentted her death an● concluded with a thanksgiving and Prayer in Verse To which Booke I have added an Antidot f●r troubled Soule● or the fruit of repentance which a friend delivered unto me sin● I was recovered of my numnesse The Authors first beginning to make Verses which straine came naturally to him since his affliction A Dialogue betweene his Soule and Bodie The Argument I Lay amaz'd when as I seem'd as dead I thought my Soule was from my Body fled The wings did take and through the Clouds did sore Which made me faint then God I did implore To view my dolefull wretched ghastly plight Most weake as dead I seem'd in mortalls sight Then 't was Gods will we should discourse in Verse ●n these plaine tearmes which now I will rehearse THE DIALOGUE SOVLE I Like a Pilgrime wandred to and fro Twixt heav'n earth still crost by mans dread fo To heaven I fled where blessed Soules remaine The spirit from thence did send me backe againe To earth to thee from whom amaz'd I fled When gapsing on the ground thou layst as dead Then he who doth by feare his servants prove Sent me againe to testifie his love BODY VVElcome sweet soule thrice welcome unto me We liv'd as one I thought we did agree I wept I mournd since you did me disdaine As dead I liv'd which caus'd me to complaine A sudden death I ever thought a curse But your departure made mine seeme far worse Yet senselesse did I live I felt no paine Nor know I when or how I did complaine SOVLE VVHen from earth's Center I did mount on high The damned Fiend pursu'd me instantly And there proclam'd what sins I did commit Which made me quake and feare and tremble Yet My faith my hope and feare together strave Faith hope embrac'd but feare no rest could have Then did my chiefe commander this decree That I should redescend to earth in thee BODY GOds justice is severe yet mercy found Me out when I lay tumbling on the ground And then I thought th' immortall spirit said Christ dy'd for him sad soule be not afraid Returne returne let nothing thee dismay Christ is thy life thy health thy helpe thy stay The Trine that 's blest likewise those words he spake When death perforce would thy possession take SOVLE THy faith thy hope hath sent me backe with joy Abandon feare Christ will our Foes destroy Thy faith God saw thy hope thy heart thy zeale When at his feet I humbly did appeale His sacred spirit shew'd thee then his will Cause on his mercy thou dependedst still Now see behold his love hath sent me backe To thee his grace therefore we shall not lacke BODY AS heav'n bright Sun doth cleare the misti'st morn So doth my soule refresh my heart forlorne As heav'nly dewes the parched earth doe cherish So doth my soule my heart who thought to perish As Cynthias beames makes cleare the sable night So bright my soule doth shine to me most light As heav'n and earth obeys our God the chiefe So would my heart his will be done in briefe SOVLE THy haplesse fall a happy chance did prove Thy faith thy hope hath gaind thy Saviours love That suddaine fearefull spectacle most strange Declares thy faith which scornes for feare to change God turneth griefe and feare to happy ends Most happy they who on his aid depends Such is thy faith thy griefe thy feare also Which shewes Gods love and mercy after wo. BODY LO where Gods dreadfull streame did runne there grows Faith hope zeale his mercy it o' reflows My shield is Christ the Trinity I praise Whose love and mercy hath prolong'd my dayes With ardent zeale I will on God depend Sweet soule revive my sorrows here shall end Let mutuall love in us againe be seene More strong more firme then heretofore hath beene SOVLE ALthough thy foule fraile spotted sins did draw Gods direfull wrath on thee observe his Law Th' Apostle Paul Christs Gospel did deny The Prophet Ionas thought from God to flye Yet God in mercy did their sins forgive And they eternally with him shall live Therefore O Lord keepe us from Satans clawes And hunger starve his guts and greedy jawes SOVLE and BODY HEre on the earth againe in one we live Heav'ns grant we may no more offend nor grieve Blest

markt what fearefull sin Our fore-fathers did too too much runne in Gods mighty wrath they often did provoke Yet soone it vanisht as the Airy smoake But most severe he hath beene unto those Who did his Sabbath breake when they might choose Witnesse the man who for a small offence On Gods blest day death was his recompence He onely gathered sticks to serve his need But from neglect or sloth it did proceed God seaven dayes did make and did exempt But one for his owne use now in contempt If man abuse his Sabbath which he blest And from his worldly labours will not rest Or if we lewdly spend the Sabbath day Or carelessely his sacred will obey Or if that day our duties we neglect For that offence wee may the like expect But he that gathered sticks and I have bin Thus plagu'd that others may abhorre that sin Praysed be God for it though I have beene Ere since perplext in mind yet hath he seene Me dayly on my knees for mercy praving And with repentant teares alwayes am saying O Lord my God my faith my hope encrease My weake petitions grant when thou shalt please Yet all those faculties which I enjoy'd For seven yeares the Lord my God annoy'd But I with faith and hope did alwayes pray Unto him still whose mercy doth o'resway His justice great for in all ages past Gods dreadfull wrath did but a moment last And his chastisement which in mercy fall The greater blessings doe attend them all Witnesse the Thiefe that dyed with our Saviour His faith upon the Crosse his last behaviour Made him with Jesus Christ to live for ever And with the Saints he Lauds th' Almighty giver Of Heaven and Earth of joy of Peace of Rest The onely man that at his Death was blest Now seeing in mercy God chastised me With faith I hope my life was his decree He turn'd my teares to smiles and in my sleepe The Spirit that spake true promise then did keepe For long before the time was at an end A married wife from London God did send Unto her husband who in Brecknocke liv'd Where he with sicknesse was long vext and griev'd Now in this second M●trymoniall knot Gods love and mercy shall not be forgot For when the Sick-mans meanes was almost gon It was encreast past hopes by God alone Who made his wife returne to ease his heart And from her gold most freely she did part She travail'd far and neere by day and night To gaine Physitions aid if that she might No cost she spar'd no physicke did he lacke But all in vaine for death at crusht his backe Yet God did make their love againe more strong Then ere it was which death did crosse ere long For Atropo's stole with his dierfull knife And suddainly did cut his thred of life Before his death she dream'd by her relation Unto their friends beyond mans expectation She being with child was often sicke with feare Then in a dreame her Unckle did appeare To her and to her comfort thus he said Thinke on Christ Jesus be not thou dismaid On wednesday thou shalt ease and comfort have But when she wak'd the man was in his grave In dust and ashes he was long before For he had then beene dead six yeares and more Her husband being in tomb'd within the earth Two children strove in her to have their birth Then two moneths after upon Friday night Strong throws and labour did her soule affright Yea day by day she was in mortall paine Untill that hopefull wednesday came againe The Mid-wife and her friends this counsell gave To cut her wombe that she her life might save But she replied nay God forbid that I Should rip my wombe no rather let me dye But on the wednesday morne that followed next Her griefe encreast and she was more perplext Then from her wombe a sweet girle there did spring Which did encrease her faith not feare deaths sting Yet then her throws encreas'd she had more paine Till from her wombe a dead child sprung againe Which was a boy the girle on earth did live Eleaven dayes Then Christ her soule did give To God and all her friends with one accord Did humbly praise th' eternall mighty Lord Who such a wonder on a stranger wrought The like was never seene in Wales t is thought God sav'd her life past hopes and made her know The day that his great mercy he would show To her her friends thus said she was belov'd Of God for God her faith and patience prov'd She was chastis'd to shew that she was blest God spar'd her life her faith the heavens increast Her love her care of him who caus'd her wo Doth shew her faith yet she they said must do The like no doubt Gods glory she must raise For which she lives to gaine eternall praise Cease doting Muse in vaine thou setst her forth God knowes her heart let heav'ns make knowne her worth She being restored to her health againe Among her husbands friends she did maintaine Her selfe according to her rancke and blood In modest sort during her widdow-hood She taught to sow to wash to starch to read Her love her fame in divers shires did spread From whence the Gentry did their children send To her her breeding they did still commend Her paines her care her love gave all content The heaven of heavens did know her true intent Then did she dreame againe as t was reported A Painter to her company resorted He gain'd her love to him she married was But thought that it would never come to passe When she awak't but in the morning she Did aske what Painters here in Wales might be Her friends reply'd truly we know not well But in this Towne there 's one we all can tell This night said she a Painter won my love A blacke haird man of him I did approve But now the Painter I have lost my love Is God who did my faith and patience prove Then when she was growne strong she did returne Unto that house where she began to mourne For her late husband dead but when againe She came my mother neere her did remaine Where they close neighbors for a twelve month liv'd And oft discours'd sometimes wherefore they griev'd My mother finding her most loving courteous kind Of good conditions and a zealous mind They both were intimate and liv'd together More deare then neighbours for I knew not whether Greater affection bore unto each other Then for her kind respects unto my Mother In commendations of her blessed name I these unpolisht lines did frame Mary a Virgin God and Man did beare Who conquer'd Death for those in thraldome were And you in name and nature blest also For health unto the Virgins Son did go Your love your faith your hope in God your joy Brought you to him who did death hell destroy Then when the Spirits promise did grow neere Fresh hopes reviv'd my heart as shall appeare My senses all