the Sucking-bottle of the sons of Phebus to solace and refresh their palats in the nights of sad Invention Let dry-brain'd Zelots spend their idle breaths my cups shall be my cordialls to restore my care-befeebled heart to the true Temper of a well-complexioned mirth My solid Braines are potent and can beare enough without the least offence to my distempered Senses or interruption of my boon companions My tongue can in the very Zenith of my Cups deliver the expressions of my composed thoughts with better sense then these my grave Reformers can their best advised prayers My Constitution is potproofe and strong enough to make a fierce encounter with the most stupendious vessell that ever sailed upon the tides of Bacchus My reason shrinks not my passion burns not His Judgement O But my soule I heare a threatning voyce that interrupts my language Woe bee to them that are mighty to drinke Wine Esa. 5. 22. Prov. 20. 1. Wine is a mocker strong drink is raging and whosoever is deceived thereby is not wise Esay 5. 11. Woe be to them that rise up early in the morning to follow strong drink that continue till night untill wine enflame them Prov. 23. 20. Be not amongst wine-bibbers 1 Cor. 5. 1. Now I have written unto you not to keep company if any that is called a brother be a drunkard with such a one no not to eate His Proofs Aug. in lib. pen Whilst the drunkard swallows wine wine swallowes him God disregards him Angels despise him Men deride him vertue declines him the devill destroyes him Aug. ad sac virg. Drunkennesse is the mother of all evill the matter of all mischiefe the wel-spring of all vices the trouble of the senses the tempest of the tongue the shipwracke of chastity the consumption of time a voluntary madnesse the corruption of manners the distemper of the body and the destruction of the soul His Soliloquy MY soule it is the voice of God digested into a judgment There is no kicking against Pricks or arguing against a divine Truth Pleadest thou Custome Custome in finne multiplies it Pleadest thou society Society in the offence aggravates the punishment Pleadest thou help to invention Woe be to that barennesse that wants such shouers Pleadest thou strength to beare much wine Woe to those that are mighty to drinke strong drinke My soule thou hast sinned against thy Creator in abusing that creature hee made to serve thee Thou hast sinned against the creature in turning it to the Creators dishonour Thou hast sinned against thy self in making thy comfort thy confusion How many want that blessing thou hast turn'd into a curse How many thirst whilst thou surfeitest What satisfaction wilt thou give to the Creator to the Creature to thy selfe against all whom thou hast transgrest To thy selfe by a sober life to the Creature by a right use to thy Creator by a true repentance the way to all which is Prayer and Thanksgiving His Prayer HOw truly then O God this heavie woe belongs to this my boasted sin How many judgments are comprised and abstracted in this woe and all for mee even me O God the miserable subject of thy eternall wrath Even mee O Lord the marke whereat the shafts of thy displeasure levell Lord I was a sinner in my first conception and in sinne hath my mother brought me forth I was no sooner but I was a slave to sin and all my life is nothing but the practise and the trade of high rebellion I have turn'd thy blessings into thy dishonor and all thy graces into wantonnesse Yet hast thou been my God even from the very wombe and didst sustaine mee when I hung upon my mothers breast Thou hast washed mee O Lord from my pollution but like a Swine I have returned to my mire Thou hast glaunced into my breast the blessed motions of thy holy Spirit but I have quenched them with the springtides of my born corruption I have vomited up my filthinesse before thee and like a dog have I returned to my vomit Be mercifull O God unto me have mercy on me O thou son of David I cannot O Lord expect the childrens bread yet suffer mee to lick the crums that fall beneath their table I that have so oft abused the greatest of thy blessings am not worthy of the meanest of thy favors Look look upon me according to the goodnesse of thy mercy and not according to the greatnesse of my offences Give me O God a sober heart and a lawfull moderation in the enjoyment of thy Creatures Reclaim my appetite from unseasonable delights lest I turn thy blessings into a curse In all my dejections be thou my comfort and let my rejoycing be onely in thee Propose to mine eyes the evilnesse of my days and make mee carefull to redeem my time Wean me from the pleasure of vain society and let my companions bee such as feare thee Forgive all such as have been partners in my sinne and turn their hearts to the obedience of thy laws Open their eares to the reproofs of the wise and make them powerfull in reformation Allay that lust which my intemperance hath inflam'd and cleanse my affections with the grace of thy good Spirit make me thankfull for the strength of my body that I may for the time to come return it to the advantage of thy glory The Swearers Apologie VVIll Boanarges never cease And will these Plague-denouncers never leave to thunder judgements in my trembling eare Nothing but plagues Nothing but judgements Nothing but damnation What have I done to make my case desperate And what have they not done to make my soul despaire Have I set up false Gods like the Egyptians or have I bowed before them like the Israelites Have I violated the Sabbath like the Libertines Or like cursed Cham have I discovered my Fathers nakednesse Have I imbrued my hands in blood like Barabbas Or like Absolon defiled my fathers bed Have I like Jacob supplanted my elder brother Or like Ahab intruded into Nabals vineyard Have I born false witnesse like the wanton Elders Or like David coveted Vriahs wife Have I not given tithes of all I have Or hath my purse been hidebound to my hungry brother Hath not my life beene blamelesse before men and my demeanor unreprovable before the world Have I not hated Vice with a perfect hatred and countenanc'd Vertue with a due respect What meane these strict observers of my life to ransack every action to carp at every word and with their sharp censorious tongues to sentence every frailty with damnation Is there no allowance to humanity No grains to flesh and blood Are we all Angels Has mortality no priviledge to supersede it from the utmost punishment of a little necessary frailty Come come my soul let not these judgement-thunderers fright thee Let not these qualmes of their exuberous zeal disturbe thee Thou hast not cursed like Shimei nor rail'd like Rabshekah nor lied like Ananias nor slander'd like thy
thee not yet let common reason perswade thee to love him above a trifle that loved thee above his life And thou that hast so often denied him denie thy selfe for ever and he will own thee repent and hee 'l pardon thee pray to him and he will heare thee His Prayer O God whose glory is the end of my creation and whose free mercy is the cause of my redemption that gavest thy Sonne thy onely Sonne to die for me who else had perished in the common deluge of thy wrath What shall I render for so great a mercy What thankfulnesse shall I returne â—or so infinite a love Alas the most that I can do is nothing the best that I can present is worse then nothing sinne Lord if I yeeld my body for a sacrifice I offer nothing but a lumpe of filth and loathsome putrefaction or if I give my soul in contribution I yeeld thee nothing but thy Image quite defaced and polluted with my lusts or if I spend the strength of the whole man and with both heart and tongue confesse and magnifie thy Name how can the praises of my sinfull lips that breath from such a sink be pleasing to thee But Lord since thou art pleased in thy well-pleasing Son to accept the poverty of my weak endeavours send downe thy holy Spirit into my heart clense it from the filth of my corruptions and make it fit to praise thee Lord open thou my mouth and my lips shall shew forth thy praise Put a new song into my mouth and I will praise thee and confesse thee all day long I will not hide thy goodnesse in my mouth but will be showing forth thy truth and thy salvation Let thy praises be my honour and let thy goodnesse be the subject of my undaunted Song Let neither reputation wealth nor life be pretious to me in comparison with thee Let not the worlds derision daunt mee nor examples of infirmity deject me Give mee courage and wisedome to stand for thy honour O make mee worthy able and willing to suffer for thy Name Lord teach me to deny my selfe and to resist the motions of my owne corruptions create in mee O God a single heart that I may love the Lord Jesus in sincerity remember not O Lord the sinnes of my feare and pardon the hypocrisie of my self-love Wash me from the staines and guilt of this my hainous offence and deliver me from this fearfull judgement thou hast threatned in thy Word Convince all the Arguments of my unsanctified wit whereby I have become an advocate to my sinne Grant that my life may adorâ—e my profession and make my tongue an instrument of thy glory Assist me O God that I may praise thy goodnesse and declare thy wonders among the children of men Strengthen my faith that it may trust Thee and let my works so shine that men may praise thee That my heart beleeving unto righteousnesse and my tongue confessing to salvation I may be acknowledg'd by thee here and glorified by thee in the Kingdome of glory The Worldly Mans Verdour FOr ought J see the case is even the same with him that prayes and him that does not pray with him that sweares and him that feares an oâ—th I see no difference if any those that they call the wicked have the advantage Their crops are even as faire their flocks as numerous as theirs that weare the ground with their religious knees and fast their bodies to a skelliton nay in the use of blessings which only makes them so they farre exceed they terme me reprobate and stile me unregenerate 'T is true I eate my labours with a jolly heart drinke frolick cups sweeten my paines with time-beguiling sports make the best advantage of my owne pray when I thinke on 't sweare when they urge me hear Sermons at my leasure follow the lusts of my owne eyes and take the pleasure of my own wayes and yet God be thanked my Barnes are furnisht my sheep stand sound my Cattle strong for labour my pastures rich and flourishing my body healthfull and my bags are full whilst they that are so pure and make such conscience of their wayes that run to Sermons figge to Lectures pray thrice a day by the houre hold faith and trâ—th prophane and drinking healths a sinne do often finde leane harvests easie flocks and emptie purses Let them be godly that can live on Aire and Faith and eaten up by Zeale can whine themselves into an Hospiâ—all or blesse their lips with charitable scrapps If godlinesse have this reward to have short meals for long prayers weake estates for strong faiths and good consciences upon such bad conditions let them boast of their pennyworths and let me be wicked still and take my chance as falls Let me have judgement to discover a profitable Farme and wit to take it at an easie Rent and Gold to stock it in a liberall manner and skill to manage it to my best advantage and luck to finde a good encrease and providence to husband wisely what I gaine I seek no further and I wish no more Husbandry and Religion are two severall occupations and look two severall wayes and he is the onely wise man can reconcile them His Withering BUt stay my soule I fear thy reckoning failes thee If thou hast judgement to discover wit to bargaine Gold to employ skill to manage providence to dispose canst thou command the Clouds to drop or if a wet season meet thy Harvest and with open sluces overwhelme thy hopes canst thou let downe the floodgates and stop the watry Flux Canst thou command the Sunne to shine Canst thou forbid the Mildewes or controll the breath of the Malignant East Is not this Gods sole Prerogative And hath not that God said When the workers of iniquity doe flourish it is that they shall bee destroyed for ever Psal. 92. 13. Job 21. 7. Wherefore do the wicked live become old ye are mighty in power 8. Their seed is establisht in their sight and their off-spring before their eyes 9. Their houses are safe from fear neither is the wrath of God upon them 10. Their Bull gendereth and faileth not their Cow calveth and casteth not her Calfe 21. They send forth their little ones like a flock and their children daunce 12. They take the Timbrell and the Harp and rejoyce at the sound of the Organ 13. They spend their dayes in wealth and in a moment they go downe to the Grave His Proofs Nil in Paraenes Wee be to him that pursues empty and fading pleasures because in a short time he fats and pampers himself as a Calf to the slaughter Bernard There is no misery more true and reall then false and counterfeit pleasure Hierom. It 's not onely difficult but impossible to have heaven here and hereafter To live in sensuall lusts and to attain spirituall blisse to passe from one paradise to another to be a mirrour of felicity in both worlds to shine with glorious rayes
come who will both bring to light the hidden things of darknesse and wil make manifest the counsell of the heart Rom. 14. 13. Let us not therefore judge one another any more but judge this rather that no man put a stumbling blocke or an accusation to fall in his brothers way Psal. 50. 6. God is judge himselfe His Proofs St. Augustine Apparant and notorious iniquities ought both to be reproved and condemned but we should never judge such things as we understand not nor can certainly know whether they be done with a good or evill intent St. Augustine When thou knowest not apparantly judge charitably because it 's better to thinke well of the wicked then by frequent censuring to suspect an innocent man guilty of an offence St. Augustine The vnrighteous Iudge shall bee justly condemned His Soliloquy HAs thy brother O my soul a beam in his eye And hast thou no moat in thine Clear thy owne and thou wilt see the better to cleanse his If a Theife bee in his Candle blow it noâ— out lest thou wrong the flame but if thy snuffers be of Gold snuffe it Has he offended thee Forgive him Hath he trespassâ—d against the Congregation Reprove him Hath he sinned against God Pray for him O my soule how uncharitable hast thou been How Pharisaically hast thou judg'd Being sick of the Iaundies how hast thou censur'd another yellow And with blotted fingers made his blurre the greater How has the pride of thine owne heart blinded thee toward thy selfe How quick sighted to another Thy brother has slipt but thou hast fallen and hast blancht thy owne impiety with the publishing his sin Like a Flie thou stingest his sores and feed'st on his corruptions Iesus came eating and drinking and was judg'd a glutton Iohn came fasting and was challengâ—d with a devill Iudge not my soule lest thou be judged maligne not thy brother lest God laugh at thy destruction Wouldst thou escape the punishment judge thy selfe Wouldst thou avoid the sin humble thy selfe His Prayer O God that art the onely searcher of the Reines to whom the secreâ—s of the heart of man are only known to whom alone the judgement of our thoughts our words deeds belong and to whose sentence we must stand or fall I a presumptuous sinner that have thrust into thy place and boldly have presumed to execute thy office do here as humbly confesse the insolence of mine attempt and with a sorrowfull heart repent me of my doings and though my convinced conscience can look for nothing from thy wrathfull hand but the same measure which I measured to another yet in the confidence of that mercy which thou hast promised to all those that truly and unfainedly beleeve I am become an humble sutor for thy gratious pardon Lord if thou search me but with a favourable eye I shall appeare much more unrighteous in thy sight then this my uncharitably condemned brother did in mine O looke not therefore Lord upon me as I am lest thou abhor me but through the merits of my blessed Saviour cast a gratious eye upon me Let his humilitie satisfie for my presumption and let his meritorious sufferings answer for my vile uncharitablenesse let not the voice of my offence provoke thee with a stronger cry then the language of his Intercession Remove from me O God all spirituall pride and make me little in my own conceit Lord light me to my selfe that by thy light I may discerne how dark I am Lighten that darknesse by thy holy Spirit that I may search into my own corruptions And since O God all gifts and graces are but nothing and nothing can be acceptable in thy sight without charity quicken the dulnesse of my faint affections that I may love my brother as I ought Soften my marble heart that it may melt at his infirmities Make me carefull in the examination of my owne wayes and most severe against my owne offences Pull out the beam out of mine owne eye that I may see clearly and reprove wisely Take from me O Lord all grudging envy and malice that my seasonable reproofs may win my brother Preserve my heart from all censorious thoughts and keep my tongue from striking at his name Grant that I make right use of his Infirmities and read good Lessons in his failings that loving him in thee and thee in him according to thy command wee may both bee united in thee as members of thee that thou mayest receive honour from our communion here and we eternall glory from thee hereafter in the world to come The Liars Fallacies NAy if Religion be so strict a Law to binde my tongue to the necessity of a truth on all occasions at all times and in all places the gate is too strait for me to enter Or if the generall rules of down-right truth will admit no â—ew exceptions farewell all honest mirth farewell all trading farewell the whole converse betwixt man and man If alwayes to speak punctuall truth bee the true Symptomes of a blessed soule Tom Tell troth has a happy time and fooles and children are the only men If truth sit Regent in what faithfull breast shall secrets finde repose What kingdome can be safe What Common wealth can be secure What warre can be successefull What Stratagem can prosper if bloody times should force Religion to shroud it selfe beneath my rooâ—e upon demand shall my false truth betray it Or shall my brothers life or shall my owne be seis'd upon through the cruell truth of my down-right confession or rather not be secured by a faire officious lie shall the righteous Favorite of Egypts Tyrant by vertue of a loud lie sweeten out his joy and heigthen up his soft affection with the Antiperistasis of teares and may I not prevaricate with a sullen truth to save a brothers life from a bloodthirsty hand shall Iacob and his too indulgent mother conspire in a lie to purchase a paternall blessing in the false name and habit of a supplanted brother and shall I question to preserve the granted blessing of a life or livelihood with a harmelesse lie Come come my soul let not thy timerous conscience check at such poor things as these So long as thy officious tongue aymes at a just end a lie is no offence So long as thy perjurious lips confirme not thy untruth with an audâ—ciâ—us brow thou nâ—edst not feare The weight of the cause releeves the burthen of the Crime Is thy Center good No matter how crooked the lines of the circumference be Policie allowes it If thy journies end be heaven it matters not how full of Hell thy journey be Divinity allowes it Wilt thou condemn the Egyptian Midwives for saving the infant Israelites by so merciful a lie When martial execution is to be done wilt thou fear to kill When hunger drives thee to the gates of death wilt thou be afraid to steale When civill warres divide a Kingdome will Mercuries decline a lie No circumstances
thee the only desirable good I blush O Lord to confesse the basenesse of my life and am utterly asham'd of my own foolishnesse I have placed my affections upon the nasty Rubbish of this world and have slighted the inestimable Pearl of my Salvation I have wallowed in the mire of my inordinate desires and refused to bee washt in the streams of thy compassion I have put my confidence in the faithfulnesse of my servant and have doubted the providence of thee my gratious Father I have served unrighteous Mammon with greedinesse and have preferred drosse and dung before the pearly gates of New Jerusalem Thou hast promised to be all in all to those that fear thee and not to fail the soul that trusts in thee but I refused thy gratious offer and put my confidence in the vanity of the Creature But gratious God to whom true Repentance never comes unseasonable that findest an eare when sinners finde a tongue regard the contrition of a bleeding heart and withdraw not thy mercy from a pensive soule Give mee new thoughts O God and with thy holy Spirit new mould my desires inform my will and sanctify my affections that they may rellish thy sweetnesse with a full delight Create in me O God a spirituall sense that I may take pleasure in things that are above Give mee a contented thankfulnesse for what I have that I may neither in poverty forsake thee nor in plenty forget thee Arm me with a continuall patience that I may chearfully put my trust in thy providence Moderate my care for momentary things that I may use the world as if I used it not Let not the losse of any earthly good too much deject me lest I should sinne with my lips and charge thee foolishly Give me a charitable hand O God and fill my heart with brotherly compassion that I may chearfully exchange the corruptible treasure of this world into the incorruptible riches of the world to come and proving a faithfull steward in thy spirituall houshold I may give up my account with joy and be made partaker of thy eternall joy in the Kingdome of thy glory The Self-lovers Self-fraud GOd hath required my heart and he shall have it God hath commanded truth in the inward parts and he shall be obeyed My soule shall prayse the Lord and all that is within me and I will serve him in the strength of my desires And in common Cases the tongues profession of his Name is no lesse then necessary But when it lies upon a life upon the saving of a livelyhood upon the flat undoing of a reputation the case is altered My life is deare my faire possessions pretious and my reputation is the very Apple of mine eye To save so great a stake me thinks equivocation is but veniall if a sinne â—f the true loyalty of mine heart stands sound to my Religion and my God my well-informed Conscience tels me that in such extremities my frighted tongue may take the priviledge of a Salvo or a mentall reservation if not in the expression of a faire compliance What shall the reall breach of a holy Sabbath dedicated to Gods highest glory be tolerated for the welfare of an Oxe May that breach be set upon the score of mercy and commended above sacrifice for the savegard of an Asse And may I not dispence with a bare lippe deniall of my urg'd Religion for the necessary preservation of the threatned life of a man for the saving of the whole livelyhood and subsistence of a Christian What shall I perish for the want of â—ood and die a Martyr to that foolish conscience which forbids me to rub the eares of a little standing Corne Iacob could purchase his sick fathers blessing with a down-right lie and may I not dissemble for a life The young mans great possessions taught his timerous tongue to shrink from and decline his hearts profession and who could blame him Come if thou freely give thy house canst thou in conscience be denied a hiding room for thy protection The Syrian Captain he whose heart was fixt on his now firme resolv'd and true devotion reserved the house of Rimmon for his necessary attendance and yet went in peace Peter upon the rock of whose confession the Church was grounded to save his liberty with a false nay with a perjur'd tongue nay more at such a time when as the Lord of life in whose behalf he drew his sword was questioned for his innocent life denied his Master and shall I be so great an unthrift of my blood my life to lose it for a meere lippe-deniall of that Religion which now is setled and needs no blood to seale it His Retribution BUt stay my conscience checks me there 's a judgement thunders Hark He that denies me before men him will I deny before my Father which is in heaven Matth. 10. 33. 2 Tim. 3. 1 2. Know that in the latter dayes perillous times shall come For men shall be lovers of their owne selves Isai. 45. 23. I have sworn by my selfe the word is gone out of my mouth in righteousnesse and shall not returne that unto me every knee shall bow and every tongue shall sweare Rom. 10. 10. With the heart man beleeveth unto righteousnesse and with the mouth confession is made to salvation Luke 9. 26. Whosoever shall be ashamed of me and my words of him shall the Son of man be ashamed when he shall come in Glory His Proofs Augustine The love of God and the world are two different things if the love of this world dwell in thee the love of God forsakes thee renounce that and receive this it 's fit the more noble love should have the best place and acceptance Theoph. It is nâ—t enough onely to beleeve with the heart for God will have us confess with our mouth every one that confesses Christ is God shall finde Christ professing to the Father that that man is a faithfull servant but those that deny Christ shall receive that fearful doom Nescio vos I know you not His Soliloquy MY soule in such a time as this when the civill Sword is warme with slaughter and the wasting kingdom welters in her blood wouldst thou not give thy life to ransome her from ruine Is not the God of heaven and earth worth many kingdomes Is thy welfare more considerable then his glory dar'st thou deny him for thy owne owne ends that denied thee nothing for thy good Is a poore clod of earth we call Inheritance prizable with his greatnesse Or a puffe of breath we call life valuable with his honour in comparison of whom the very Angels are impure Blush O my soule at thy owne guilt He that accounted his blood his life not worth the keeping to ransome thee a wretch lost by thy own rebellion deserves he not the abatement of a lust to keep him from a new crucifying My soule if Religion binde thee not if judgements terrifie thee not if naturall affection incline
regaine a desperate debt which is as good as nothing be the fruits and sign of a bad conence God help the good Come tell not mee of griping and Oppression The world is hard and he that hopes to thrive must gripe as hard What I give I give and what I lend I lend If the way to heaven bee to turne begger upon earth let them take it that like it I know not what ye call Oppression The Law is my direction but of the two it is more profitable to oppresse then to bee opprest If debtors would bee honest and discharge our hands were bound but when their failing offends my bags they touch the Apple of my eye and I must right them His Punishment BUt hah what voice is this that whispers in mine eare The Lord will spoil the soul of the Oppressors Prov. 22. 23. Pro. 21. 22. Rob not the poor because he is poore neither oppresse the afflicted in the gates for the Lord wil plead their cause and spoile the soule of those that have spoyled him Ezek. 22. 19. The people of the land have used oppression and exercised Robbery and have vexed the poor and needy yea they have oppressed the stranger wrongfully Therefore I have poured out my indignation upon them I have consumed them with the fire of my wrath Zach. 7. 9. Execute true judgement and shew mercy campâ—ssion on every man to his brother and oppresse not the widow nor the fatherlesse nor the stranger nor the poore and let none of you imagine evill in your hearts against his brother But they refused to hearken therefore came a great wrath from the Lord of Hosts His Proofes Bernard p. 1691. We ought so to care for our selves as not to neglect the due regard of our neighbour Bern. ibid. He that is not mercifull to another shall not find mercy from God but if thou wil'st bee mercifull and compassionate thou shalt bee a benefactor to thy owne soule His Soliloquy IS it wisdom in thee O my soul to covet a happinesse or rather to account it so that is sought for with a judgement obtained with a Curse and punished with damnation And to neglect that good which is assured with a promise purchased with a blessing and rewarded with a Crowne of Glory Canst thou hold a full estate a good pennyworth which is bought with the deare price of thy Gods displeasure Tell mee what continuance can that Inheritance promise that is raised upon the ruines of thy Brother Or what mercy canst thou expect from heaven that hast denyed all mercy to thy Neighbour O my hard-hearted soul consider and relent Build not an house whose posts are subject to be rotted with a curse Consider what the God of truth hath threatned against thy cruelty Relent and turn compassionate that thou mayst be capable of his compassion on If the desire of Gold hath hardened thy heart let the tears of true Repentance mollifie it soften it with Aarons oyntment untill it become wax to take the impression of that seale which must confirme thy Pardon His Prayer BUt will my God bee now entreated Is not my crying sin too loud for pardon am I not sunk too deep into the jaws of Hell for thy strong arme to rescue Hath not the hardnesse of my heart made me uncapable of thy compassion O if my teares might wash away my sin my head should turne a living Spring Lord I have heard thee speake and am affraid the word is past and thy judgements have found me out Fearfulnesse and trembling are come upon mee and the Jaws of hell have overwhelmed mee I have oppressed thy poore and added affliction to the afflicted and the voyce of their misery is come before thee They besought mee with teares and in the anguish of their souls but I have stopt mine ears against the cry of their complaint But Lord thou walkest not the ways of man and remembrest mercy in the middest of thy wrath for thou art good and gracious and ready to forgive and plenteous in compassion to all that shall call upon thee Forgive mee O God my sins that are past and deliver me from the guilt of my Oppression Take from mee O God this heart of stone and create in my breast a heart of flesh Asswage the vehemency of my desires to the things below and satisfie my soul with the sufficiency of thy Grace Inflame my affections that I may love thee with a filiall love and incline me to relie upon thy fatherly providence Let me account godlinesse my greatest gaine and subdue in me my lusts after filthy lucre Preserve me O Lord from the vanity of self-love and plant in my affections the true love of my neighbours Endue my heart with the bowells of compassion and then reward me according to thy righteousnesse Direct mee O God in the wayes of my life and let a good Conscience be my continuall comfort Give me a willing heart to make restitution of what I have wrongfully gotten by oppression Grant me a lawfull use of all thy Creatures and a thankfull heart for all thy benefits Be mercifull to all those that groan under the burden of their owne wants and give them patience to expect thy deliverance Give me a heart that may acknowledge thy favours and fill my tongue with praise and thanksgiving that living here a new life I may become a new creature and being ingraffed in thee by the power of thy grace I may bring forth fruit to thy honour and glory The Drunkards Jubile VVHat Complement will the severer world allow to the vacant houres of frolique-hearted youth How shall their free their joviall spirits entertain their time their friends What Oyle shall bee infused into the lampe of deare society if they deny the priviledge of a civill rejoycing Cup It is the life the radicall humour of united soules whose love-digested heat even ripens and ferments the greene materialls of a plighted faith without the help whereof new married friendship fals into divorce and joyn'd acquaintance soon resolves into the first Elements of strangenesse What mean these strict Reformers thus to spend their houâ—e-glasses and bawle against our harmless Cups to call our meetings Riots and brand our civil mirth with stiles of loose Intemperance where they can sit at a sisters Feast devoure and gurmundize beyond excesse and wipe the guilt from off their marrowed mouths and cloath their surfeits in the long fustian robes of a tedious Grace Is it not much better in a faire friendly Round since youth must have a swing to steep our soule-afflicting sorrows in a chirping Cup then hazard our estates upon the abuse of providence in a foolish cast at Dice Or at a Cockpit leave our doubtfull fortunes to the mercy of unmercifull contention Or spend our wanton dayes in sacrificing costly presents to a fleshly Idoll Was not Wine given to exhilarate the drooping hearts and raise the drowzie spirits of dejected souls Is not the liberall Cup