A most excellent treatise containing the way to seek heavens glory, to flie earths vanity, to feare hells horror with Godly prayers and the bell-mans summons.
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             A most excellent treatise containing the way to seek heavens glory, to flie earths vanity, to feare hells horror with Godly prayers and the bell-mans summons.
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               HEAVENS
               GLORY
               ,
               SEEKE
               IT
               .
               EARTS
               VANITIE
               ,
               FLYE
               IT
               .
               HELLS
               HORROR
               ,
               FERE
               IT
               .
            
          
        
         
           
             LONDON
             ,
             printed
             for
             Michaell
             Sparke
             .
             Ao.
          
           1638.
           
        
      
       
         
         
         
           A
           Most
           Excellent
           TREATISE
           Containing
           the
           way
           To
           seek
           
             Heavens
             Glory
          
           .
           To
           flie
           
             Earths
             Vanity
          
           To
           feare
           
             Hells
             Horror
          
           .
           With
           Godly
           Prayers
           And
           The
           Bell-Mans
           Summons
           .
        
         
           The
           third
           Edition
           by
           S.
           R.
           
        
         
           LONDON
           ,
           Printed
           by
           
             G
             M.
          
           for
           Michael
           Sparke
           Junior
           at
           the
           blew
           Bible
           in
           Greene-Arbour
           ,
           1639.
           
        
      
       
         
         
         
           To
           the
           Reader
           .
        
         
           THE
           present
           carelesse
           security
           of
           all
           men
           in
           generall
           ,
           is
           like
           unto
           our
           first
           Parents
           neglect
           of
           Gods
           sacred
           commandement
           in
           Paradice
           ,
           when
           the
           seducing
           Serpent
           no
           sooner
           perswaded
           evill
           ,
           but
           it
           was
           instantly
           put
           in
           practise
           :
           You
           shall
           die
           (
           said
           God
           )
           was
           heard
           ,
           but
           you
           shal
           not
           die
           (
           said
           the
           Divell
           )
           was
           beleeved
           .
           Our
           eares
           are
           daily
           acquainted
           with
           the
           threatnings
           of
           Gods
           denounced
           
           against
           sinners
           ,
           and
           yet
           that
           sinne
           ,
           that
           broad
           way
           path
           and
           high-way
           to
           hell
           ,
           is
           attempted
           with
           a
           delectation
           and
           pleasure
           ,
           so
           craftie
           and
           subtill
           are
           the
           baits
           and
           lures
           of
           the
           deceiver
           ,
           and
           so
           void
           of
           spirituall
           wisedome
           is
           the
           soule-murdering
           sinner
           .
           But
           if
           due
           consideration
           were
           had
           of
           the
           wages
           of
           sinne
           ,
           and
           the
           reward
           of
           unrighteousnesse
           ,
           and
           to
           what
           bitternesse
           it
           will
           turne
           in
           the
           end
           ,
           it
           would
           make
           us
           lesse
           bold
           to
           sinne
           ,
           and
           more
           fearefull
           to
           offend
           ,
           if
           wee
           would
           take
           into
           our
           company
           for
           a
           daily
           consort
           ,
           the
           pale
           memory
           of
           death
           ,
           and
           whereto
           he
           summeth
           us
           after
           this
           life
           .
           Death
           it selfe
           is
           very
           fearefull
           ,
           but
           much
           more
           terrible
           ,
           in
           regard
           of
           the
           judgement
           it
           warneth
           us
           
           unto
           .
           Imagine
           to
           see
           a
           sinner
           lie
           on
           his
           departing
           bed
           ,
           burdened
           and
           tyred
           with
           the
           grievous
           and
           heavie
           load
           of
           all
           his
           former
           trespasses
           ,
           goared
           with
           the
           sting
           and
           pricke
           of
           a
           festered
           conscience
           ,
           feeling
           the
           crampe
           of
           death
           wresting
           at
           his
           heart
           strings
           ,
           ready
           to
           make
           the
           ruthfull
           divorce
           betweene
           soule
           and
           body
           ,
           panting
           for
           breath
           ,
           and
           swimming
           in
           a
           cold
           and
           fatall
           sweat
           ,
           wearied
           with
           strugling
           against
           the
           deadly
           pangs
           :
           Oh
           how
           much
           would
           he
           give
           for
           an
           houre
           of
           repentance
           !
           at
           what
           rate
           would
           he
           value
           a
           daies
           contrition
           !
           Then
           worlds
           would
           bee
           worthlesse
           ,
           in
           respect
           of
           a
           little
           respite
           ,
           a
           short
           truce
           would
           seeme
           more
           precious
           than
           the
           treasures
           of
           Empires
           ,
           
           nothing
           would
           bee
           so
           much
           esteemed
           as
           a
           moment
           of
           time
           ,
           which
           now
           by
           moneths
           and
           yeeres
           is
           lavishly
           spent
           .
        
         
           How
           inconsolable
           were
           his
           case
           ,
           his
           friends
           being
           fled
           ,
           his
           sences
           frighted
           ,
           his
           thoughts
           amazed
           ,
           his
           memorie
           decaied
           ,
           his
           whole
           minde
           agast
           ,
           and
           no
           part
           able
           to
           performe
           that
           it
           should
           ,
           but
           onely
           his
           guiltie
           conscience
           pestered
           with
           sinne
           ,
           continually
           upbraiding
           him
           with
           bitter
           accusations
           ?
           what
           would
           hee
           thinke
           then
           (
           stripped
           out
           of
           this
           mortall
           weed
           ,
           and
           turned
           both
           out
           of
           the
           service
           and
           house-roome
           of
           this
           world
           )
           hee
           must
           passe
           before
           a
           most
           severe
           Iudge
           ,
           carrying
           in
           his
           owne
           conscience
           his
           enditement
           written
           ,
           and
           a
           
           perfect
           register
           of
           all
           his
           misdeeds
           :
           when
           he
           should
           see
           the
           Iudge
           prepared
           to
           passe
           the
           sentence
           against
           him
           ,
           and
           the
           same
           to
           bee
           his
           Vmpire
           ,
           whom
           by
           so
           many
           offences
           he
           hath
           made
           his
           enemie
           :
           VVhen
           not
           onely
           the
           divels
           ,
           but
           even
           the
           Angels
           ,
           should
           plead
           against
           him
           ,
           and
           himselfe
           maugre
           his
           will
           ,
           bee
           his
           owne
           sharpest
           appeacher
           :
           VVhat
           were
           to
           be
           done
           in
           these
           dreadfull
           exigents
           ?
        
         
           VVhen
           hee
           saw
           that
           gastly
           dungeon
           and
           huge
           gulfe
           of
           hell
           ,
           breaking
           out
           with
           fearefull
           flames
           ,
           the
           weeping
           ,
           hou●ing
           ,
           and
           gnashing
           of
           teeth
           ,
           the
           rage
           of
           all
           those
           hellish
           monsters
           ,
           the
           horrour
           of
           the
           place
           ,
           the
           rigour
           of
           the
           paine
           ,
           the
           terrour
           of
           the
           
           company
           ,
           and
           the
           eternitie
           of
           all
           those
           punishments
           .
           Would
           you
           thinke
           them
           wise
           that
           would
           daily
           in
           so
           weighty
           matters
           ,
           and
           idlely
           play
           away
           the
           time
           allotted
           them
           to
           prevent
           these
           intollerable
           calamities
           ?
           Would
           you
           then
           account
           it
           secure
           ,
           to
           nurse
           in
           your
           bosome
           so
           many
           ougly
           Serpents
           as
           sinnes
           are
           ,
           or
           to
           foster
           in
           your
           soule
           so
           many
           malicious
           accusers
           ,
           as
           mortall
           faults
           are
           ?
        
         
           Would
           you
           not
           then
           thinke
           one
           life
           too
           little
           to
           repent
           for
           so
           many
           iniquities
           ,
           everie
           one
           whereof
           were
           enough
           to
           cast
           you
           into
           those
           everlasting
           and
           unspeakeable
           torments
           ?
           Why
           then
           doe
           wee
           not
           (
           at
           the
           least
           )
           devote
           that
           small
           remnant
           of
           
           these
           our
           latter
           dayes
           ,
           to
           the
           making
           an
           attonement
           with
           God
           ,
           that
           our
           consciences
           may
           be
           free
           from
           this
           eternall
           danger
           ?
           Who
           would
           relie
           the
           everlasting
           affaires
           of
           the
           life
           to
           come
           upon
           the
           gliding
           slipperinesse
           ,
           and
           running
           streame
           of
           our
           uncertaine
           life
           ?
        
         
           It
           is
           a
           preposterous
           pollicie
           (
           in
           any
           wise
           conceit
           )
           to
           fight
           against
           God
           till
           our
           weapons
           bee
           blunted
           ,
           our
           forces
           consumed
           ,
           our
           limmes
           impotent
           ,
           and
           our
           breath
           spent
           ;
           and
           then
           when
           wee
           fall
           for
           faintnesse
           ,
           and
           have
           fought
           our selves
           almost
           dead
           ,
           to
           presume
           on
           his
           mercy
           .
           It
           were
           a
           strange
           peece
           of
           Art
           ,
           and
           a
           very
           exorbitant
           course
           ,
           while
           the
           Ship
           is
           sound
           ,
           the
           Pylot
           well
           ,
           the
           Marriners
           strong
           ,
           the
           gale
           favourable
           ,
           and
           the
           Sea
           calme
           ,
           
           to
           lie
           idle
           at
           rode
           :
           and
           when
           the
           Ship
           leakes
           ,
           the
           Pylot
           were
           sicke
           ,
           the
           Marriners
           faint
           ,
           the
           stormes
           boysterous
           ,
           and
           the
           Sea
           turmoyled
           with
           surges
           ,
           to
           launch
           forth
           for
           a
           voyage
           into
           a
           farre
           Countrey
           :
           yet
           such
           is
           the
           skill
           of
           our
           evening
           repenters
           ,
           who
           though
           in
           the
           soundnesse
           of
           health
           ,
           and
           in
           the
           perfect
           use
           of
           reason
           ,
           they
           cannot
           resolve
           to
           weigh
           the
           ankers
           that
           withhold
           them
           from
           God
           ,
           neverthelesse
           ,
           feed
           themselves
           with
           a
           strong
           perswasion
           ,
           that
           when
           their
           sences
           are
           astonied
           ,
           their
           wits
           distracted
           ,
           their
           understanding
           dusked
           ,
           and
           both
           body
           and
           minde
           racked
           and
           tormented
           with
           the
           throbs
           and
           gripes
           of
           a
           mortall
           sicknesse
           ,
           then
           will
           they
           thinke
           of
           the
           weightiest
           matters
           ,
           ad
           become
           Saints
           ,
           when
           
           they
           are
           scarse
           able
           to
           behave
           themselves
           like
           reasonable
           creatures
           ?
           being
           then
           presumed
           to
           bee
           lesse
           then
           men
           :
           for
           how
           can
           he
           that
           is
           assaulted
           with
           an
           unsetled
           conscience
           ,
           distrained
           with
           the
           wringing
           fits
           of
           his
           dying
           flesh
           ,
           maimed
           in
           all
           his
           abilities
           ,
           and
           circled
           in
           with
           so
           many
           encombrances
           ,
           be
           thought
           of
           due
           discretion
           to
           dispose
           of
           his
           chiefest
           jewell
           ,
           which
           is
           his
           soule
           ?
           No
           ,
           no
           ,
           they
           that
           will
           loyter
           in
           seed
           time
           ,
           and
           begin
           then
           to
           sow
           when
           others
           begin
           to
           reape
           :
           they
           that
           will
           riot
           out
           their
           health
           ,
           and
           cast
           their
           accounts
           when
           they
           can
           scarsely
           speake
           :
           they
           that
           will
           slumber
           out
           the
           day
           ,
           and
           enter
           their
           journey
           when
           the
           light
           doth
           faile
           them
           ,
           let
           them
           blame
           their
           owne
           folly
           ,
           if
           they
           die
           
           in
           debt
           ,
           and
           eternall
           beggerie
           ,
           and
           fall
           headlong
           into
           the
           lapse
           of
           endlesse
           perdition
           .
        
         
           Great
           cause
           have
           wee
           then
           to
           have
           an
           hourely
           watchfull
           care
           over
           our
           soule
           ,
           being
           so
           dangerous
           assaulted
           and
           environed
           :
           most
           instantly
           entreating
           the
           divine
           Majesty
           to
           be
           our
           assured
           defence
           ,
           and
           let
           us
           passe
           the
           day
           in
           mourning
           ,
           the
           night
           in
           watching
           and
           weeping
           ,
           and
           our
           whole
           time
           in
           plainefull
           lamenting
           ,
           falling
           downe
           upon
           the
           ground
           humbled
           in
           sackcloth
           and
           ashes
           ,
           having
           lost
           the
           garment
           of
           Christ
           ,
           that
           hee
           may
           receive
           what
           the
           persecuting
           enemy
           would
           have
           spoyled
           every
           short
           sigh
           will
           not
           bee
           sufficient
           satisfaction
           ,
           nor
           every
           knocke
           a
           warrant
           to
           getin
           .
           Many
           shall
           cry
           Lord
           ,
           
           Lord
           ,
           and
           shall
           not
           be
           accepted
           :
           the
           foolish
           Virgins
           did
           knocke
           ,
           but
           were
           not
           admitted
           :
           Judas
           had
           some
           sorrow
           ,
           and
           yet
           died
           desperate
           .
           Foreslow
           not
           (
           saith
           the
           Holy
           Ghost
           )
           to
           be
           converted
           unto
           God
           ,
           and
           make
           not
           a
           daily
           lingering
           of
           thy
           repaire
           unto
           him
           :
           for
           thou
           shalt
           finde
           the
           suddennesse
           of
           his
           wrath
           and
           revenge
           not
           slacke
           to
           destroy
           sinners
           .
           For
           which
           cause
           ,
           let
           no
           man
           sojourne
           long
           in
           sinfull
           security
           ,
           or
           post
           over
           his
           repentance
           untill
           feare
           enforce
           him
           to
           it
           ,
           but
           let
           us
           frame
           our
           premises
           as
           we
           would
           finde
           our
           conclusion
           ,
           endeavouring
           to
           live
           as
           we
           are
           desirous
           to
           die
           :
           let
           us
           not
           offer
           the
           maine
           crop
           to
           the
           Divell
           ,
           and
           set
           God
           to
           gleane
           the
           reproofe
           of
           his
           harvest
           :
           let
           us
           not
           gorge
           the
           Divell
           
           with
           our
           fairest
           fruits
           ,
           and
           turne
           God
           to
           the
           filthy
           scraps
           of
           his
           leavings
           :
           but
           let
           us
           truly
           dedicate
           both
           soule
           and
           body
           to
           his
           service
           ,
           whose
           right
           they
           are
           ,
           and
           whose
           service
           they
           owe
           ;
           that
           so
           in
           the
           evening
           of
           our
           life
           we
           may
           retire
           to
           a
           Christian
           rest
           ,
           closing
           up
           the
           day
           of
           our
           life
           with
           a
           cleare
           sunne-set
           ,
           that
           leaving
           all
           darknesse
           behind
           us
           ,
           we
           may
           carry
           in
           our
           consciences
           the
           light
           of
           grace
           :
           and
           so
           escaping
           the
           horrour
           of
           an
           eternall
           night
           ,
           passe
           from
           a
           mortall
           day
           ,
           to
           an
           everlasting
           morrow
           .
        
         
           
             Thine
             in
             Christ
             Jesus
             ,
             Samuell
             Rowland
             .
          
        
      
       
         
         
           
             STrike
             saile
             ,
             poore
             soule
             ,
             in
             sins
             tempestuous
             tide
             ,
          
           
             That
             runst
             to
             ruine
             and
             eternall
             wracke
             :
          
           
             Thy
             course
             from
             heaven
             is
             exceeding
             wide
             ,
          
           
             Hels
             gulfe
             thou
             ent'rest
             ,
             if
             grace
             guide
             not
             backe
             :
          
           
             Satan
             is
             Pilot
             in
             this
             navigation
             ,
          
           
             The
             Ocean
             ,
             Vanity
             ,
             The
             Rocke
             ,
             damnation
             .
          
        
         
           
             VVarre
             with
             the
             Dragon
             ,
             and
             his
             whole
             alliance
             ,
          
           
             Renounce
             his
             league
             ,
             intends
             thy
             utter
             losse
             ;
          
           
           
             Take
             in
             sinnes
             flag
             of
             truce
             ,
             set
             out
             defiance
             ,
          
           
             Display
             Christs
             ensigne
             with
             the
             bloudy
             crosse
             :
          
           
             Against
             a
             Faith-proofe
             armed
             Christian
             Knight
             ,
          
           
             The
             hellish
             coward
             dares
             not
             mannage
             fight
             .
          
        
         
           
             Resist
             him
             then
             ,
             if
             thou
             wilt
             victor
             be
             ,
          
           
             For
             so
             he
             flies
             ,
             and
             is
             disanimate
             ;
          
           
             His
             fiery
             darts
             can
             have
             no
             force
             at
             thee
             ,
          
           
             The
             shield
             of
             faith
             doth
             all
             their
             points
             rebate
             :
          
           
             He
             conquers
             none
             to
             his
             infernall
             den
             ,
          
           
             But
             yeelding
             slaves
             ,
             that
             wage
             not
             fight
             like
             men
             .
          
        
         
           
           
             Those
             in
             the
             dungeon
             of
             eternall
             darke
             ,
          
           
             He
             hath
             enthralled
             everlasting
             date
             ,
          
           
             Branded
             with
             Reprobations
             cole-blacke
             marke
             ,
          
           
             Within
             the
             never-opening
             ramd
             up
             gate
             :
          
           
             Where
             Dives
             rates
             one
             drop
             of
             water
             more
          
           
             Than
             any
             crowne
             that
             ever
             Monarch
             wore
             .
          
        
         
           
             Where
             furies
             haunt
             the
             hearttorne
             wretch
             ,
             despaire
             ,
          
           
             Where
             clamours
             cease
             not
             ,
             teeth
             are
             ever
             gnashing
             ,
          
           
             Where
             wrath
             and
             vengeance
             sit
             in
             horrors
             chaire
             ,
          
           
             Where
             quenchlesse
             flames
             of
             sulphur
             fire
             be
             flashing
             ,
          
           
           
             Where
             damned
             soules
             blaspheme
             God
             in
             despight
             ,
          
           
             Where
             utter
             darknesse
             stands
             remov'd
             from
             light
             .
          
        
         
           
             Where
             plagues
             inviron
             ,
             torments
             compasse
             round
             ,
          
           
             Where
             anguish
             rores
             in
             never
             stinted
             sorrow
             ,
          
           
             Where
             woe
             ,
             woe
             ,
             woe
             ,
             is
             every
             voices
             sound
             ,
          
           
             Where
             night
             eternall
             never
             yeelds
             tomorrow
             :
          
           
             VVhere
             damned
             tortures
             dreadfull
             shall
             persever
             ,
          
           
             So
             long
             as
             God
             is
             God
             ,
             So
             long
             is
             ever
             .
          
        
      
    
     
       
         
           
             
               
               
                 Heavens
                 Glory
                 .
              
               
                 
                   WHo
                   loves
                   this
                   life
                   ,
                   from
                   love
                   his
                   love
                   doth
                   erre
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   chusing
                   drosse
                   ,
                   rich
                   treasure
                   doth
                   denie
                   ,
                
                 
                   Leaving
                   the
                   pearle
                   ,
                   Christs
                   counsels
                   to
                   preferre
                   ,
                
                 
                   With
                   selling
                   all
                   we
                   have
                   ,
                   the
                   same
                   to
                   buy
                   :
                
                 
                   O
                   happy
                   soule
                   .
                   that
                   doth
                   disburse
                   a
                   summe
                   ,
                
                 
                   To
                   gaine
                   a
                   kingdome
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   Such
                   trafficke
                   may
                   be
                   tearmed
                   heavenly
                   thrift
                   ,
                
                 
                 
                   Such
                   venter
                   hath
                   no
                   hazard
                   to
                   disswade
                
                 
                   Immortall
                   purchase
                   ,
                   with
                   a
                   mortall
                   gift
                   ,
                
                 
                   The
                   greatest
                   gaine
                   that
                   ever
                   Merchant
                   made
                   :
                
                 
                   To
                   get
                   a
                   crowne
                   where
                   Saints
                   and
                   Angels
                   sing
                   ,
                
                 
                   For
                   laying
                   out
                   a
                   base
                   and
                   earthly
                   thing
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   To
                   taste
                   the
                   joyes
                   no
                   humane
                   knowledge
                   knowes
                   ,
                
                 
                   To
                   heare
                   the
                   tunes
                   of
                   the
                   coelestiall
                   quires
                   ,
                
                 
                   T'
                   attaine
                   heav'ns
                   sweet
                   and
                   mildest
                   calme
                   repose
                   ,
                
                 
                   To
                   see
                   Gods
                   face
                   the
                   summe
                   of
                   good
                   desires
                   .
                
                 
                   Which
                   by
                   his
                   glorious
                   Saints
                   is
                   howerly
                   eyde
                   ,
                
                 
                 
                   Let
                   sight
                   with
                   seeing
                   ,
                   never
                   satisfide
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   Sod
                   as
                   he
                   is
                   ,
                   sight
                   beyond
                   estimate
                   ,
                
                 
                   Which
                   Angel
                   tongues
                   are
                   unt
                   aught
                   to
                   discover
                   ,
                
                 
                   Whose
                   splendor
                   doth
                   The
                   heavens
                   illustrate
                   ,
                
                 
                   Vnto
                   which
                   sight
                   each
                   sight
                   becomes
                   a
                   lover
                   :
                
                 
                   Whom
                   all
                   the
                   glorious
                   court
                   of
                   heaven
                   laud
                   ,
                
                 
                   With
                   praises
                   of
                   eternities
                   applaud
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   There
                   where
                   no
                   teares
                   are
                   to
                   interpret
                   griefes
                   ,
                
                 
                   For
                   any
                   sighes
                   ,
                   heart
                   dolours
                   to
                   expound
                   ,
                
                 
                 
                   There
                   where
                   no
                   treasure
                   is
                   surpris'd
                   by
                   theeves
                   ,
                
                 
                   Nor
                   any
                   voice
                   that
                   speakes
                   with
                   sorrowes
                   sound
                   .
                
                 
                   No
                   use
                   of
                   passions
                   ,
                   no
                   distempered
                   thought
                   ,
                
                 
                   No
                   spot
                   of
                   sinne
                   ,
                   no
                   deed
                   of
                   errour
                   wrought
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   The
                   native
                   home
                   of
                   pilgrime
                   soules
                   abode
                   ,
                
                 
                   Rest's
                   habitation
                   ,
                   joyes
                   true
                   residence
                   ,
                
                 
                   Ierusalem's
                   new
                   Citie
                   built
                   by
                   God
                   ,
                
                 
                   Form'd
                   by
                   the
                   hands
                   of
                   his
                   owne
                   excellence
                   ;
                
                 
                   With
                   gold
                   pav'd
                   streets
                   ,
                   the
                   wals
                   of
                   precious
                   stone
                   ,
                
                 
                   VVhere
                   all
                   sound
                   praise
                   to
                   him
                   sits
                   on
                   the
                   throne
                   .
                
              
            
             
               
               
                 HEAVENS
                 Glory
                 ,
                 EARTHS
                 Vanitie
                 ,
                 and
                 HELLS
                 Torments
                 .
                 Of
                 the
                 Glory
                 of
                 the
                 blessed
                 Saints
                 in
                 Heaven
                 .
              
               
                 TO
                 the
                 end
                 there
                 might
                 want
                 nothing
                 to
                 stirre
                 up
                 our
                 mindes
                 to
                 ver●e
                 ,
                 after
                 the
                 paines
                 which
                 Almighty
                 
                 God
                 threatneth
                 to
                 the
                 wicked
                 ,
                 he
                 doth
                 also
                 set
                 before
                 us
                 the
                 reward
                 of
                 the
                 good
                 :
                 which
                 is
                 ,
                 that
                 glory
                 and
                 everlasting
                 life
                 which
                 the
                 blessed
                 Saints
                 doe
                 enjoy
                 in
                 Heaven
                 ,
                 whereby
                 he
                 doth
                 very
                 mightily
                 allure
                 us
                 to
                 the
                 love
                 of
                 the
                 same
                 .
                 But
                 what
                 manner
                 of
                 thing
                 this
                 reward
                 ;
                 and
                 what
                 this
                 life
                 is
                 ,
                 there
                 is
                 no
                 tongue
                 ,
                 neither
                 of
                 Angels
                 nor
                 of
                 men
                 ,
                 that
                 is
                 sufficient
                 to
                 expresse
                 it
                 .
                 Howbeit
                 ,
                 that
                 wee
                 may
                 have
                 some
                 kinde
                 of
                 savour
                 and
                 knowledge
                 thereof
                 ,
                 I
                 intend
                 here
                 to
                 rehearse
                 even
                 word
                 for
                 word
                 what
                 S.
                 Augustine
                 saith
                 in
                 one
                 of
                 his
                 meditations
                 ,
                 speaking
                 o●
                 the
                 life
                 everlasting
                 (
                 ensuing
                 thi●
                 transitorie
                 time
                 )
                 and
                 of
                 the
                 
                 joyes
                 of
                 the
                 blessed
                 Saints
                 in
                 Heaven
                 .
                 O
                 life
                 (
                 saith
                 he
                 )
                 prepared
                 by
                 Almighty
                 God
                 for
                 his
                 friends
                 ,
                 a
                 blessed
                 life
                 ,
                 a
                 secure
                 life
                 ,
                 a
                 quiet
                 life
                 ,
                 a
                 beautifull
                 life
                 ,
                 a
                 cleane
                 life
                 ,
                 a
                 chast
                 life
                 ,
                 a
                 holy
                 life
                 ;
                 a
                 life
                 that
                 knoweth
                 no
                 death
                 ,
                 a
                 life
                 without
                 sadnesse
                 ,
                 without
                 labour
                 ,
                 without
                 griefe
                 ,
                 without
                 trouble
                 ,
                 without
                 corruption
                 ,
                 without
                 feare
                 ,
                 without
                 variety
                 ,
                 without
                 alteration
                 ;
                 a
                 life
                 replenished
                 with
                 all
                 beautie
                 and
                 dignity
                 ;
                 where
                 there
                 is
                 neither
                 enemy
                 that
                 can
                 offend
                 ,
                 nor
                 delight
                 that
                 can
                 annoy
                 ,
                 where
                 love
                 is
                 perfect
                 ,
                 and
                 no
                 feare
                 at
                 all
                 ,
                 where
                 the
                 day
                 is
                 everlasting
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 spirit
                 of
                 all
                 is
                 one
                 ;
                 where
                 Almighty
                 God
                 is
                 seene
                 face
                 to
                 face
                 ,
                 who
                 is
                 the
                 onely
                 
                 meate
                 whereupon
                 they
                 feed
                 without
                 loathsomenesse
                 :
                 it
                 delighteth
                 mee
                 to
                 consider
                 thy
                 brightnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 thy
                 treasures
                 doe
                 rejoyce
                 my
                 longing
                 heart
                 .
                 The
                 more
                 I
                 consider
                 thee
                 ,
                 the
                 more
                 I
                 am
                 striken
                 in
                 love
                 with
                 thee
                 .
                 The
                 great
                 desire
                 I
                 have
                 of
                 thee
                 ,
                 doth
                 wonderfully
                 delight
                 me
                 ,
                 and
                 no
                 lesse
                 pleasure
                 is
                 it
                 to
                 me
                 ,
                 to
                 keepe
                 thee
                 in
                 my
                 remembrance
                 .
                 O
                 life
                 most
                 happy
                 ,
                 O
                 kingdome
                 truly
                 blessed
                 ,
                 wherein
                 there
                 is
                 no
                 death
                 nor
                 end
                 ,
                 neither
                 yet
                 succession
                 of
                 time
                 ,
                 where
                 the
                 day
                 continuing
                 evermore
                 without
                 night
                 ,
                 knoweth
                 not
                 any
                 mutation
                 ;
                 where
                 the
                 victorious
                 Conqueror
                 being
                 joyned
                 with
                 those
                 everlasting
                 quires
                 of
                 Angels
                 ,
                 and
                 having
                 
                 his
                 head
                 crowned
                 with
                 a
                 garland
                 of
                 glory
                 ,
                 singeth
                 unto
                 Almighty
                 God
                 one
                 of
                 the
                 songs
                 of
                 Sion
                 .
                 Oh
                 happy
                 ,
                 yea
                 ,
                 and
                 most
                 happy
                 should
                 my
                 soule
                 be
                 ,
                 if
                 when
                 the
                 race
                 of
                 this
                 my
                 pilgrimage
                 is
                 ended
                 ,
                 I
                 might
                 bee
                 worthy
                 to
                 see
                 thy
                 glory
                 ,
                 thy
                 blessednesse
                 ,
                 thy
                 beauty
                 ,
                 the
                 wals
                 and
                 gates
                 of
                 thy
                 Citie
                 ,
                 thy
                 streets
                 ,
                 thy
                 lodgings
                 ,
                 thy
                 noble
                 Citizens
                 ,
                 and
                 thine
                 omnipotent
                 King
                 in
                 his
                 most
                 glorious
                 Majestie
                 .
                 The
                 stones
                 of
                 thy
                 wals
                 are
                 precious
                 ,
                 thy
                 gates
                 are
                 adorned
                 with
                 bright
                 pearles
                 ,
                 thy
                 streets
                 are
                 of
                 very
                 fine
                 excellent
                 gold
                 ,
                 in
                 which
                 there
                 never
                 faile
                 perpetuall
                 praises
                 ;
                 thy
                 houses
                 are
                 paved
                 with
                 rich
                 stones
                 ,
                 wrought
                 throughout
                 
                 with
                 Saphirs
                 ,
                 and
                 covered
                 about
                 with
                 massie
                 gold
                 ,
                 where
                 no
                 uncleane
                 thing
                 may
                 enter
                 ,
                 neither
                 doth
                 any
                 abide
                 there
                 that
                 is
                 defiled
                 .
                 Faire
                 and
                 beautifull
                 in
                 thy
                 delights
                 art
                 thou
                 O
                 Ierusalem
                 our
                 mother
                 ,
                 none
                 of
                 those
                 things
                 are
                 suffered
                 in
                 thee
                 ,
                 that
                 are
                 suffered
                 here
                 .
                 There
                 is
                 great
                 diversitie
                 betweene
                 thy
                 things
                 and
                 the
                 things
                 that
                 wee
                 doe
                 continually
                 see
                 in
                 this
                 life
                 .
                 In
                 thee
                 is
                 never
                 seene
                 neither
                 darkenesse
                 nor
                 night
                 ,
                 neither
                 yet
                 any
                 change
                 of
                 time
                 .
                 The
                 light
                 that
                 shineth
                 in
                 thee
                 ,
                 commeth
                 neither
                 of
                 lampes
                 ,
                 nor
                 of
                 Sunne
                 or
                 Moone
                 ,
                 nor
                 yet
                 of
                 bright
                 glittering
                 Starres
                 ,
                 but
                 God
                 that
                 proceedeth
                 of
                 God
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 light
                 that
                 commeth
                 of
                 
                 light
                 ,
                 is
                 he
                 that
                 giveth
                 clearenes
                 unto
                 thee
                 .
                 Even
                 the
                 very
                 King
                 of
                 Kings
                 himselfe
                 keepeth
                 continuall
                 residence
                 in
                 the
                 middest
                 of
                 thee
                 ,
                 compassed
                 about
                 with
                 his
                 officers
                 and
                 servants
                 .
                 There
                 doe
                 the
                 Angels
                 in
                 their
                 orders
                 and
                 Quires
                 sing
                 a
                 most
                 sweere
                 and
                 melodious
                 harmony
                 .
                 There
                 is
                 celebrated
                 a
                 perpetuall
                 solemnity
                 and
                 feast
                 with
                 every
                 one
                 of
                 them
                 that
                 cōmeth
                 thither
                 ,
                 after
                 his
                 departure
                 out
                 of
                 this
                 pilgrimage
                 .
                 There
                 be
                 the
                 orders
                 of
                 Prophets
                 ;
                 there
                 is
                 the
                 famous
                 company
                 of
                 the
                 Apostles
                 ;
                 there
                 is
                 the
                 invincible
                 army
                 of
                 Martyrs
                 ;
                 there
                 is
                 the
                 most
                 reverentassembly
                 of
                 confessors
                 ;
                 there
                 are
                 the
                 true
                 and
                 perfect
                 religious
                 persons
                 ;
                 there
                 are
                 the
                 holy
                 
                 Virgins
                 ,
                 which
                 have
                 overcome
                 both
                 the
                 pleasures
                 of
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 frailty
                 of
                 their
                 owne
                 nature
                 ;
                 there
                 are
                 the
                 young
                 men
                 and
                 young
                 women
                 ,
                 more
                 ancient
                 in
                 vertue
                 than
                 in
                 yeares
                 ;
                 there
                 are
                 the
                 sheepe
                 and
                 little
                 lambes
                 that
                 have
                 escaped
                 from
                 the
                 Wolves
                 ,
                 and
                 from
                 the
                 deceitfull
                 snares
                 of
                 this
                 life
                 ,
                 and
                 therefore
                 doe
                 now
                 keepe
                 a
                 perpetuall
                 feast
                 ,
                 each
                 one
                 in
                 his
                 place
                 ,
                 all
                 alike
                 in
                 joy
                 ,
                 though
                 different
                 in
                 degree
                 .
                 There
                 Charity
                 raigneth
                 in
                 her
                 full
                 perfection
                 ,
                 for
                 unto
                 them
                 God
                 is
                 all
                 in
                 all
                 ,
                 whom
                 they
                 behold
                 without
                 end
                 ,
                 in
                 whose
                 love
                 they
                 bee
                 all
                 continually
                 inflamed
                 ,
                 whom
                 they
                 doe
                 alwaies
                 love
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 loving
                 doe
                 praise
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 in
                 praising
                 ,
                 doe
                 love
                 ,
                 and
                 all
                 their
                 exercises
                 consist
                 in
                 praises
                 ,
                 without
                 wearinesse
                 ,
                 and
                 without
                 travell
                 .
                 O
                 happie
                 were
                 I
                 ,
                 yea
                 ,
                 and
                 very
                 happy
                 indeed
                 ,
                 if
                 at
                 what
                 time
                 I
                 shall
                 bee
                 loosed
                 out
                 of
                 the
                 prison
                 of
                 this
                 wretched
                 body
                 ,
                 I
                 might
                 be
                 thought
                 worthy
                 to
                 heare
                 those
                 songs
                 of
                 that
                 heavenly
                 melody
                 ,
                 sung
                 in
                 the
                 praise
                 of
                 the
                 everlasting
                 King
                 ,
                 by
                 all
                 the
                 Citizens
                 of
                 that
                 so
                 noble
                 Citie
                 .
                 Happie
                 were
                 I
                 ,
                 and
                 very
                 happie
                 ,
                 if
                 I
                 might
                 obtaine
                 a
                 roome
                 among
                 the
                 Chaplaines
                 of
                 that
                 Chappell
                 ,
                 and
                 wait
                 for
                 my
                 turne
                 also
                 to
                 sing
                 my
                 Hallelujah
                 .
                 If
                 I
                 might
                 bee
                 neare
                 to
                 my
                 King
                 ,
                 my
                 God
                 ,
                 my
                 Lord
                 ,
                 and
                 see
                 him
                 in
                 his
                 glory
                 ,
                 even
                 as
                 he
                 
                 hath
                 promised
                 me
                 ,
                 when
                 he
                 said
                 :
                 O
                 Father
                 ,
                 this
                 is
                 my
                 last
                 determinate
                 will
                 ,
                 that
                 all
                 those
                 that
                 thou
                 hast
                 given
                 unto
                 me
                 ,
                 may
                 be
                 with
                 me
                 ,
                 and
                 see
                 the
                 glory
                 which
                 I
                 had
                 with
                 thee
                 before
                 the
                 world
                 was
                 created
                 .
                 Hetherto
                 are
                 the
                 words
                 of
                 S.
                 Augustine
                 .
                 Now
                 tell
                 me
                 (
                 Christian
                 brother
                 )
                 what
                 a
                 day
                 of
                 glorious
                 shine
                 shall
                 that
                 be
                 unto
                 thee
                 (
                 if
                 thou
                 lead
                 thy
                 life
                 in
                 Gods
                 feare
                 )
                 when
                 after
                 the
                 course
                 of
                 this
                 pilgrimage
                 ,
                 thou
                 shalt
                 passe
                 from
                 death
                 to
                 immortality
                 ;
                 and
                 in
                 that
                 passage
                 ,
                 when
                 others
                 shall
                 beginne
                 to
                 feare
                 ,
                 thou
                 shalt
                 beginne
                 to
                 rejoyce
                 ,
                 and
                 lift
                 up
                 thy
                 head
                 ,
                 because
                 the
                 day
                 of
                 thy
                 deliverance
                 is
                 at
                 hand
                 .
                 Come
                 forth
                 a
                 little
                 (
                 saith
                 S.
                 Ierome
                 unto
                 the
                 Virgine
                 
                 Eustochia
                 )
                 out
                 of
                 the
                 prison
                 of
                 this
                 body
                 ,
                 and
                 when
                 thou
                 art
                 before
                 the
                 gate
                 of
                 this
                 Tabernacle
                 ,
                 set
                 before
                 thy
                 eyes
                 the
                 reward
                 that
                 thou
                 hopest
                 to
                 have
                 for
                 thy
                 present
                 labours
                 .
                 Tell
                 me
                 ,
                 what
                 a
                 day
                 shall
                 that
                 bee
                 ,
                 when
                 our
                 Lord
                 himselfe
                 with
                 all
                 his
                 Saints
                 ,
                 shall
                 come
                 and
                 meete
                 thee
                 in
                 the
                 way
                 ,
                 saying
                 unto
                 thee
                 :
                 
                   Arise
                   and
                   make
                   hast
                   O
                   my
                   beloved
                   ,
                   my
                   delight
                   ,
                   and
                   my
                   Turtle
                   dove
                   ,
                   for
                   now
                   the
                   VVinter
                   is
                   past
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   tempestuous
                   waters
                   are
                   ceased
                   ,
                   the
                   flowers
                   doe
                   beginne
                   to
                   appeare
                   in
                   our
                   land
                   .
                   Cant.
                
                 2.
                 
                 How
                 great
                 joy
                 shall
                 thy
                 soule
                 then
                 receive
                 ,
                 when
                 it
                 shall
                 be
                 at
                 that
                 time
                 presented
                 before
                 the
                 Throne
                 of
                 the
                 most
                 blessed
                 Trinity
                 ,
                 by
                 the
                 hands
                 of
                 the
                 holy
                 
                 Angels
                 ,
                 and
                 when
                 shall
                 be
                 declared
                 thy
                 good
                 workes
                 ,
                 and
                 what
                 crosses
                 ,
                 tribulations
                 ,
                 and
                 injuries
                 thou
                 hast
                 suffered
                 for
                 Gods
                 sake
                 .
                 Acts
                 9.
                 
                 S.
                 Luke
                 writeth
                 ,
                 That
                 when
                 holy
                 Tabitha
                 ,
                 the
                 great
                 almes
                 giver
                 was
                 dead
                 ,
                 all
                 the
                 Widdowes
                 and
                 poore
                 folke
                 came
                 about
                 the
                 Apostle
                 S.
                 Peter
                 ,
                 shewing
                 unto
                 him
                 the
                 garments
                 which
                 shee
                 had
                 given
                 them
                 :
                 wherewith
                 the
                 Apostle
                 being
                 moved
                 ,
                 made
                 his
                 prayer
                 unto
                 Almighty
                 God
                 for
                 that
                 so
                 mercifull
                 a
                 woman
                 ,
                 and
                 by
                 his
                 prayers
                 he
                 raised
                 her
                 againe
                 to
                 life
                 .
                 Now
                 what
                 a
                 gladnesse
                 will
                 it
                 be
                 to
                 thy
                 soule
                 ,
                 when
                 in
                 the
                 middest
                 of
                 those
                 blessed
                 spirits
                 thou
                 shalt
                 bee
                 placed
                 ,
                 with
                 remembrance
                 of
                 thy
                 almes-deeds
                 ,
                 
                 thy
                 prayers
                 and
                 fastings
                 ,
                 the
                 innocency
                 of
                 thy
                 life
                 ,
                 thy
                 suffering
                 of
                 wrongs
                 and
                 injuries
                 ,
                 thy
                 patience
                 in
                 afflictions
                 ,
                 thy
                 temperance
                 in
                 diet
                 ,
                 with
                 all
                 other
                 vertues
                 and
                 good
                 workes
                 that
                 thou
                 hast
                 done
                 in
                 all
                 thy
                 life
                 .
                 O
                 how
                 great
                 joy
                 shalt
                 thou
                 receive
                 at
                 that
                 time
                 for
                 all
                 the
                 good
                 deeds
                 that
                 thou
                 hast
                 wrought
                 ;
                 how
                 clearely
                 then
                 shalt
                 thou
                 understand
                 the
                 value
                 and
                 the
                 excellencie
                 of
                 vertue
                 .
                 There
                 the
                 obedient
                 man
                 shall
                 talke
                 of
                 victories
                 ;
                 there
                 vertue
                 shall
                 receive
                 her
                 reward
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 good
                 honoured
                 according
                 to
                 their
                 merit
                 .
                 Moreover
                 ,
                 vvhat
                 a
                 pleasure
                 vvill
                 it
                 bee
                 unto
                 thee
                 ,
                 when
                 thou
                 shalt
                 see
                 thy selfe
                 to
                 bee
                 in
                 that
                 
                 sure
                 haven
                 ,
                 and
                 shalt
                 looke
                 back
                 upon
                 the
                 course
                 of
                 thy
                 navigation
                 which
                 thou
                 hast
                 sailed
                 here
                 in
                 this
                 life
                 :
                 when
                 thou
                 shalt
                 remember
                 the
                 tempests
                 wherein
                 thou
                 hast
                 beene
                 tossed
                 ,
                 the
                 straits
                 through
                 which
                 thou
                 hast
                 passed
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 dangers
                 of
                 theeves
                 and
                 pyrats
                 ,
                 from
                 whom
                 thou
                 hast
                 escaped
                 .
                 There
                 is
                 the
                 place
                 where
                 they
                 shall
                 sing
                 the
                 song
                 of
                 the
                 Prophet
                 ,
                 which
                 saith
                 ,
                 
                   Had
                   it
                   not
                   beene
                   that
                   our
                   Lord
                   had
                   beene
                   mine
                   helper
                   ,
                   it
                   could
                   not
                   be
                   but
                   my
                   soule
                   had
                   gone
                   into
                   hell
                   .
                
                 Especially
                 ,
                 when
                 from
                 thence
                 thou
                 shalt
                 behold
                 so
                 many
                 sins
                 as
                 are
                 committed
                 every
                 houre
                 in
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 so
                 many
                 soules
                 as
                 doe
                 descend
                 every
                 day
                 into
                 hell
                 ,
                 and
                 how
                 it
                 hath
                 pleased
                 
                 Almighty
                 God
                 ,
                 that
                 among
                 such
                 a
                 multitude
                 of
                 damned
                 persons
                 ,
                 thou
                 shouldst
                 be
                 of
                 the
                 number
                 of
                 his
                 elect
                 ,
                 and
                 one
                 of
                 those
                 to
                 whom
                 he
                 would
                 grant
                 such
                 exceeding
                 great
                 felicity
                 and
                 glory
                 .
                 Besides
                 all
                 this
                 ,
                 what
                 a
                 goodly
                 sight
                 will
                 it
                 bee
                 to
                 see
                 those
                 seats
                 filled
                 up
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 Citie
                 builded
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 wals
                 of
                 that
                 noble
                 Ierusalem
                 repaired
                 againe
                 ?
                 With
                 what
                 chearefull
                 embracings
                 shall
                 the
                 whole
                 court
                 of
                 Heaven
                 entertaine
                 them
                 ,
                 beholding
                 them
                 when
                 they
                 come
                 loaden
                 with
                 the
                 spoiles
                 of
                 their
                 vanquished
                 enemies
                 ?
                 There
                 shall
                 those
                 valiant
                 men
                 and
                 women
                 enter
                 with
                 triumph
                 ,
                 which
                 have
                 together
                 with
                 the
                 world
                 conquered
                 the
                 weakenesse
                 of
                 
                 their
                 owne
                 fraile
                 nature
                 .
                 There
                 shall
                 they
                 enter
                 which
                 have
                 suffered
                 martyrdome
                 for
                 Christs
                 sake
                 ,
                 with
                 double
                 triumph
                 over
                 the
                 flesh
                 and
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 adorned
                 with
                 all
                 coelestiall
                 glory
                 .
                 There
                 shall
                 also
                 daily
                 enter
                 many
                 young
                 men
                 and
                 children
                 ,
                 which
                 have
                 vanquished
                 the
                 tendernesse
                 of
                 their
                 young
                 yeares
                 with
                 discretion
                 and
                 vertue
                 .
                 Oh
                 ,
                 how
                 sweet
                 and
                 savorie
                 shall
                 the
                 fruit
                 of
                 vertue
                 then
                 be
                 ,
                 although
                 for
                 a
                 time
                 before
                 her
                 roots
                 seemed
                 very
                 bitter
                 :
                 sweete
                 is
                 the
                 cold
                 evening
                 after
                 the
                 hot
                 sunnie
                 day
                 ;
                 sweete
                 is
                 the
                 fountaine
                 to
                 the
                 weary
                 thirstie
                 travailer
                 ;
                 sweet
                 is
                 rest
                 and
                 sleepe
                 to
                 the
                 tired
                 servant
                 :
                 but
                 much
                 more
                 sweet
                 is
                 it
                 to
                 the
                 Saints
                 in
                 
                 Heaven
                 to
                 enjoy
                 peace
                 after
                 warre
                 ,
                 security
                 after
                 perill
                 ,
                 eternall
                 rest
                 after
                 their
                 paines
                 and
                 travels
                 :
                 for
                 then
                 are
                 the
                 warres
                 at
                 an
                 end
                 ,
                 then
                 need
                 they
                 no
                 more
                 to
                 goe
                 all
                 armed
                 ,
                 both
                 on
                 the
                 right
                 side
                 and
                 on
                 the
                 left
                 .
                 The
                 children
                 of
                 Israel
                 went
                 forth
                 armed
                 towards
                 the
                 land
                 of
                 Promise
                 ,
                 but
                 after
                 that
                 the
                 land
                 was
                 conquered
                 ,
                 they
                 laid
                 downe
                 their
                 speares
                 ,
                 and
                 cast
                 away
                 their
                 armour
                 ,
                 and
                 forgetting
                 all
                 feare
                 and
                 turmoile
                 of
                 warre
                 ,
                 each
                 one
                 under
                 the
                 shaddow
                 of
                 his
                 pavillion
                 &
                 harbour
                 enjoyed
                 the
                 fruit
                 of
                 their
                 sweete
                 peace
                 .
                 Now
                 may
                 the
                 watching
                 Prophet
                 come
                 downe
                 from
                 his
                 standing
                 ,
                 that
                 did
                 watch
                 and
                 fix
                 his
                 feete
                 upon
                 the
                 place
                 of
                 the
                 
                 Sentinell
                 :
                 There
                 is
                 no
                 more
                 feare
                 of
                 invasion
                 by
                 the
                 terrible
                 armies
                 of
                 the
                 bloody
                 enemies
                 :
                 there
                 is
                 no
                 place
                 for
                 the
                 subtill
                 crafts
                 of
                 the
                 lurking
                 viper
                 :
                 there
                 cannot
                 arive
                 the
                 deadly
                 sight
                 of
                 the
                 venomous
                 Basseliske
                 ,
                 nor
                 yet
                 shall
                 the
                 hissing
                 of
                 the
                 ancient
                 Serpent
                 be
                 heard
                 there
                 ,
                 but
                 onely
                 the
                 soft
                 breathing
                 ayre
                 of
                 the
                 Holy
                 Ghost
                 ;
                 wherein
                 is
                 beholden
                 the
                 glory
                 of
                 Almighty
                 God.
                 This
                 is
                 the
                 region
                 of
                 all
                 peace
                 ,
                 the
                 place
                 of
                 security
                 ,
                 situated
                 above
                 all
                 the
                 Elements
                 ,
                 whether
                 the
                 cloudes
                 and
                 stormie
                 winds
                 of
                 the
                 darke
                 ayre
                 cannot
                 come
                 .
                 O
                 what
                 glorious
                 things
                 have
                 beene
                 spoken
                 of
                 thee
                 ,
                 O
                 Citie
                 of
                 God.
                 Blessed
                 are
                 they
                 (
                 saith
                 holy
                 Tobias
                 )
                 that
                 
                 love
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 enjoy
                 thy
                 peace
                 .
                 O
                 my
                 soule
                 praise
                 our
                 Lord
                 ,
                 for
                 he
                 hath
                 delivered
                 Ierusalem
                 his
                 Citie
                 from
                 all
                 her
                 troubles
                 .
                 Happy
                 shall
                 I
                 be
                 ,
                 if
                 the
                 remnant
                 of
                 my
                 posterity
                 might
                 come
                 to
                 see
                 the
                 clearenesse
                 of
                 Ierusalem
                 :
                 her
                 gates
                 shall
                 be
                 wrought
                 with
                 Saphirs
                 and
                 Emeraulds
                 ,
                 and
                 all
                 the
                 circuit
                 of
                 her
                 wals
                 shall
                 bee
                 built
                 with
                 precious
                 stones
                 ,
                 her
                 streets
                 shall
                 bee
                 paved
                 with
                 white
                 and
                 polished
                 marble
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 all
                 parts
                 of
                 her
                 territories
                 shall
                 bee
                 sung
                 Hallelujah
                 .
                 O
                 joyfull
                 countrey
                 !
                 O
                 sweete
                 glory
                 !
                 O
                 blessed
                 company
                 !
                 who
                 shall
                 be
                 those
                 so
                 fortunate
                 and
                 happy
                 that
                 are
                 elected
                 for
                 thee
                 ?
                 It
                 seemeth
                 a
                 presumption
                 to
                 desire
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 I
                 will
                 not
                 live
                 
                 without
                 the
                 desire
                 of
                 thee
                 .
                 O
                 ye
                 sonnes
                 of
                 Adam
                 ,
                 a
                 race
                 of
                 men
                 ,
                 miserably
                 blinded
                 and
                 deceived
                 .
                 O
                 ye
                 scattered
                 sheepe
                 ,
                 wandring
                 out
                 of
                 your
                 right
                 way
                 ,
                 if
                 this
                 be
                 your
                 sheep-coat
                 ,
                 whether
                 goe
                 you
                 backeward
                 ?
                 What
                 meane
                 you
                 ?
                 Why
                 suffer
                 you
                 such
                 an
                 excellent
                 benefit
                 to
                 be
                 wilfully
                 lost
                 for
                 not
                 taking
                 so
                 little
                 paines
                 ?
                 What
                 wise
                 man
                 would
                 not
                 desire
                 ,
                 that
                 all
                 labour
                 &
                 paine
                 of
                 the
                 world
                 were
                 imposed
                 unto
                 him
                 ?
                 that
                 all
                 sorrowes
                 ,
                 afflictions
                 ,
                 and
                 diseases
                 were
                 even
                 powred
                 upon
                 him
                 as
                 thicke
                 as
                 haile
                 ;
                 that
                 persecutions
                 ,
                 tribulations
                 ,
                 and
                 griefes
                 ,
                 with
                 one
                 to
                 molest
                 him
                 ,
                 another
                 to
                 disquiet
                 him
                 ,
                 yea
                 ,
                 that
                 all
                 creatures
                 in
                 the
                 world
                 
                 did
                 conspire
                 against
                 him
                 ,
                 being
                 scorned
                 and
                 made
                 a
                 laughing
                 stocke
                 of
                 all
                 men
                 ;
                 and
                 that
                 his
                 whole
                 life
                 were
                 converted
                 into
                 weepings
                 and
                 lamentations
                 ;
                 so
                 that
                 in
                 the
                 next
                 life
                 hee
                 might
                 finde
                 repose
                 in
                 the
                 heavenly
                 harbor
                 of
                 eternall
                 consolation
                 ,
                 and
                 bee
                 thought
                 meet
                 to
                 have
                 a
                 place
                 among
                 that
                 blessed
                 people
                 ,
                 which
                 are
                 adorned
                 and
                 beautified
                 with
                 such
                 inestimable
                 glory
                 .
                 And
                 thou
                 ,
                 O
                 foolish
                 lover
                 of
                 this
                 miserable
                 world
                 ,
                 go
                 thy
                 way
                 ,
                 seeke
                 as
                 long
                 as
                 thou
                 wilt
                 for
                 honours
                 and
                 promotions
                 ,
                 build
                 sumptuous
                 houses
                 and
                 pallaces
                 ,
                 purchase
                 lands
                 and
                 possessions
                 ,
                 inlarge
                 thy
                 territories
                 and
                 dominions
                 ,
                 yea
                 ,
                 command
                 if
                 thou
                 wilt
                 the
                 whole
                 
                 world
                 ,
                 yet
                 shalt
                 thou
                 never
                 be
                 so
                 great
                 as
                 the
                 least
                 of
                 all
                 the
                 servants
                 of
                 Almighty
                 God
                 ,
                 who
                 shall
                 receive
                 that
                 treasure
                 which
                 this
                 world
                 cannot
                 give
                 ,
                 and
                 shall
                 enjoy
                 that
                 felicity
                 ,
                 which
                 shall
                 endure
                 for
                 evermore
                 ,
                 when
                 thou
                 with
                 thy
                 pompe
                 and
                 riches
                 ,
                 shall
                 beare
                 the
                 rich
                 glutton
                 company
                 ,
                 whose
                 buriall
                 is
                 in
                 the
                 deepe
                 vault
                 of
                 hell
                 :
                 but
                 the
                 devout
                 spirituall
                 man
                 shall
                 bee
                 carried
                 by
                 the
                 holy
                 Angels
                 with
                 poore
                 Lazarus
                 into
                 Abrahams
                 bosome
                 ,
                 a
                 place
                 of
                 perpetuall
                 rest
                 ,
                 joy
                 ,
                 solace
                 ,
                 and
                 eternall
                 happinesse
                 .
              
               
                 
                 
                   Of
                   the
                   benefits
                   which
                   our
                   Lord
                   promiseth
                   to
                   give
                   in
                   this
                   present
                   life
                   ;
                   to
                   such
                   as
                   live
                   a
                   just
                   and
                   godly
                   life
                   .
                
                 
                   PEradventure
                   thou
                   wilt
                   now
                   say
                   ,
                   that
                   all
                   these
                   things
                   before
                   rehearsed
                   ,
                   bee
                   rewards
                   and
                   punishments
                   onely
                   for
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   :
                   and
                   that
                   thou
                   desirest
                   to
                   see
                   something
                   in
                   this
                   present
                   life
                   ,
                   because
                   our
                   mindes
                   are
                   wont
                   to
                   be
                   moved
                   very
                   much
                   with
                   the
                   sight
                   of
                   things
                   present
                   .
                   To
                   satisfie
                   
                   thee
                   herein
                   ,
                   I
                   will
                   also
                   explaine
                   unto
                   thee
                   what
                   may
                   answer
                   thy
                   desire
                   .
                   For
                   although
                   our
                   Lord
                   doe
                   reserve
                   the
                   best
                   wine
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   delicate
                   dishes
                   of
                   most
                   delight
                   ,
                   untill
                   the
                   end
                   of
                   the
                   banket
                   ,
                   yet
                   he
                   suffereth
                   not
                   his
                   friends
                   to
                   bee
                   utterly
                   destitute
                   of
                   meate
                   and
                   drinke
                   in
                   this
                   tedious
                   voyage
                   :
                   for
                   hee
                   knoweth
                   very
                   well
                   ,
                   that
                   they
                   could
                   not
                   otherwise
                   hold
                   out
                   in
                   their
                   journey
                   .
                   And
                   therefore
                   when
                   he
                   said
                   unto
                   Abraham
                   ,
                   Feare
                   not
                   Abraham
                   ,
                   for
                   I
                   am
                   thy
                   defender
                   ,
                   and
                   thy
                   reward
                   shall
                   be
                   exceeding
                   great
                   :
                   By
                   these
                   words
                   he
                   promised
                   two
                   things
                   ,
                   the
                   one
                   for
                   the
                   time
                   present
                   ,
                   that
                   was
                   ,
                   to
                   be
                   his
                   safeguard
                   and
                   defence
                   in
                   all
                   such
                   things
                   as
                   
                   may
                   happen
                   in
                   this
                   life
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   for
                   the
                   time
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   and
                   that
                   is
                   ,
                   the
                   reward
                   of
                   glory
                   which
                   is
                   reserved
                   for
                   the
                   next
                   life
                   .
                   But
                   how
                   great
                   the
                   first
                   promise
                   is
                   ,
                   and
                   how
                   many
                   kinds
                   of
                   benefits
                   and
                   favours
                   are
                   therein
                   included
                   ,
                   no
                   man
                   is
                   able
                   to
                   understand
                   ,
                   but
                   onely
                   he
                   ,
                   that
                   hath
                   with
                   great
                   diligence
                   read
                   the
                   holy
                   Scriptures
                   ,
                   wherein
                   no
                   one
                   thing
                   is
                   more
                   often
                   repeated
                   and
                   set
                   forth
                   ,
                   than
                   the
                   greatnesse
                   of
                   the
                   favours
                   ,
                   benefits
                   ,
                   and
                   priviledges
                   ,
                   which
                   Almighty
                   God
                   promiseth
                   unto
                   his
                   friends
                   in
                   this
                   life
                   .
                   Hearken
                   what
                   Salomon
                   saith
                   in
                   the
                   third
                   Chapter
                   of
                   his
                   Proverbs
                   ,
                   as
                   touching
                   this
                   matter
                   .
                   
                     Blessed
                     is
                     that
                     man
                     that
                     findeth
                     wisedome
                     ,
                  
                   
                   
                     for
                     it
                     is
                     better
                     to
                     have
                     it
                     ,
                     than
                     all
                     the
                     treasures
                     of
                     Silver
                     and
                     Gold
                     ,
                     be
                     they
                     never
                     so
                     excellent
                     and
                     precious
                     :
                     and
                     it
                     is
                     more
                     worth
                     than
                     all
                     the
                     riches
                     of
                     the
                     world
                     ,
                     and
                     whatsoever
                     mans
                     heart
                     is
                     able
                     to
                     desire
                     ,
                     is
                     not
                     comparable
                     unto
                     it
                     .
                     The
                     length
                     of
                     daies
                     are
                     at
                     her
                     right
                     hand
                     ,
                     and
                     riches
                     and
                     glorie
                     at
                     her
                     left
                     .
                     Her
                     waies
                     be
                     pleasant
                     ,
                     and
                     all
                     her
                     passages
                     bee
                     quiet
                     ;
                     shee
                     is
                     a
                     tree
                     of
                     life
                     to
                     all
                     those
                     that
                     have
                     obtained
                     her
                     ;
                     and
                     hee
                     that
                     shall
                     have
                     her
                     in
                     continuall
                     possession
                     ,
                     shall
                     bee
                     blessed
                     .
                     Keepe
                     therefore
                     (
                     O
                     my
                     sonne
                     )
                     the
                     lawes
                     of
                     Almighty
                     God
                     ,
                     and
                     his
                     counsell
                     ,
                     for
                     they
                     shall
                     be
                     as
                     life
                     to
                     thy
                     soule
                     ,
                     and
                     sweetnesse
                     to
                     thy
                     taste
                     ▪
                     Then
                     shalt
                     theu
                     walke
                     safely
                     in
                     thy
                     waies
                     ,
                     and
                     thy
                     feet
                     shall
                     no
                  
                   
                   
                     finde
                     any
                     stumbling
                     blockes
                     .
                     If
                     thou
                     sleep
                     ,
                     thou
                     shalt
                     have
                     no
                     cause
                     to
                     feare
                     :
                     and
                     if
                     thou
                     take
                     thy
                     rest
                     ,
                     thy
                     sleepe
                     shall
                     bee
                     quiet
                     .
                  
                   This
                   is
                   the
                   sweetnesse
                   and
                   quietnesse
                   of
                   the
                   way
                   of
                   the
                   godly
                   ,
                   but
                   the
                   waies
                   of
                   the
                   wicked
                   are
                   farre
                   different
                   ,
                   as
                   the
                   holy
                   Scripture
                   doth
                   declare
                   unto
                   us
                   .
                   The
                   paths
                   and
                   waies
                   of
                   the
                   wicked
                   (
                   saith
                   Ecclesiasticus
                   )
                   are
                   full
                   of
                   brambles
                   ,
                   and
                   at
                   the
                   end
                   of
                   their
                   journey
                   are
                   prepared
                   for
                   them
                   hell
                   ,
                   darknesse
                   ,
                   and
                   paines
                   .
                   Doest
                   thou
                   thinke
                   it
                   then
                   a
                   good
                   exchange
                   ,
                   to
                   forsake
                   the
                   waies
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   for
                   the
                   waies
                   of
                   the
                   world
                   ,
                   sith
                   there
                   is
                   so
                   great
                   difference
                   betweene
                   the
                   one
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   ,
                   not
                   onely
                   in
                   the
                   end
                   of
                   the
                   way
                   ,
                   but
                   also
                   
                   in
                   all
                   the
                   steps
                   of
                   the
                   same
                   ?
                   What
                   madnesse
                   can
                   be
                   greater
                   ,
                   than
                   to
                   choose
                   one
                   torment
                   to
                   gaine
                   another
                   by
                   ;
                   rather
                   than
                   with
                   one
                   rest
                   to
                   gaine
                   another
                   rest
                   ?
                   And
                   that
                   thou
                   maist
                   more
                   clearely
                   perceive
                   the
                   excellency
                   of
                   this
                   rest
                   ,
                   and
                   what
                   a
                   number
                   of
                   benefits
                   are
                   presently
                   incident
                   thereunto
                   ,
                   I
                   beseech
                   thee
                   hearken
                   attentively
                   even
                   what
                   Almighty
                   God
                   himselfe
                   hath
                   promised
                   by
                   his
                   Prophet
                   Esay
                   ,
                   to
                   the
                   observers
                   of
                   his
                   law
                   ,
                   in
                   a
                   manner
                   with
                   these
                   words
                   ,
                   as
                   divers
                   interpreters
                   doe
                   expound
                   them
                   .
                   When
                   thou
                   shalt
                   doe
                   (
                   saith
                   hee
                   )
                   such
                   and
                   such
                   things
                   ,
                   which
                   I
                   have
                   commanded
                   thee
                   to
                   doe
                   ,
                   there
                   shall
                   forthwith
                   appeare
                   unto
                   thee
                   
                   the
                   dawning
                   of
                   the
                   cleare
                   day
                   (
                   that
                   is
                   ,
                   the
                   sonne
                   of
                   justice
                   )
                   which
                   shall
                   drive
                   away
                   all
                   the
                   darkenesse
                   of
                   thy
                   errours
                   and
                   miseries
                   ,
                   and
                   then
                   shalt
                   thou
                   begin
                   to
                   enjoy
                   true
                   and
                   perfect
                   salvation
                   .
                   Now
                   these
                   are
                   the
                   benefits
                   which
                   Almighty
                   God
                   hath
                   promised
                   to
                   his
                   servants
                   .
                   And
                   albeit
                   some
                   of
                   them
                   bee
                   for
                   the
                   time
                   to
                   come
                   ,
                   yet
                   are
                   some
                   of
                   them
                   to
                   be
                   presently
                   received
                   in
                   this
                   life
                   :
                   as
                   ,
                   that
                   new
                   light
                   and
                   shining
                   from
                   heaven
                   ;
                   that
                   safety
                   and
                   abundance
                   of
                   all
                   good
                   things
                   ;
                   that
                   assured
                   confidence
                   and
                   trust
                   in
                   the
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ;
                   that
                   divine
                   assistance
                   in
                   all
                   our
                   Prayers
                   and
                   Petitions
                   made
                   unto
                   him
                   ;
                   that
                   peace
                   and
                   tranquility
                   of
                   conscience
                   ;
                   
                   that
                   protection
                   and
                   providence
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God.
                   All
                   these
                   are
                   the
                   gracious
                   gifts
                   and
                   favours
                   which
                   Almighty
                   God
                   hath
                   promised
                   to
                   his
                   servants
                   in
                   this
                   life
                   .
                   They
                   all
                   are
                   the
                   works
                   of
                   his
                   mercy
                   ,
                   effects
                   of
                   his
                   grace
                   ,
                   testimonies
                   of
                   his
                   love
                   ,
                   and
                   blessings
                   ,
                   which
                   he
                   of
                   his
                   fatherly
                   providence
                   extendeth
                   .
                
                 
                   To
                   be
                   short
                   ,
                   all
                   these
                   benefits
                   doe
                   the
                   godly
                   injoy
                   both
                   in
                   this
                   present
                   life
                   ,
                   and
                   in
                   the
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   :
                   and
                   of
                   all
                   these
                   are
                   the
                   ungodly
                   deprived
                   ,
                   both
                   in
                   the
                   one
                   life
                   ,
                   and
                   in
                   the
                   other
                   .
                   Whereby
                   thou
                   maist
                   easily
                   perceive
                   ,
                   what
                   difference
                   there
                   is
                   betweene
                   the
                   one
                   sort
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   ,
                   seeing
                   the
                   one
                   is
                   so
                   rich
                   in
                   graces
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   so
                   
                   poore
                   and
                   needy
                   :
                   For
                   if
                   thou
                   ponder
                   well
                   Gods
                   promised
                   blessings
                   ,
                   and
                   consider
                   the
                   state
                   and
                   condition
                   of
                   the
                   good
                   and
                   the
                   wicked
                   ,
                   thou
                   shalt
                   find
                   ,
                   that
                   the
                   one
                   sort
                   is
                   highly
                   in
                   the
                   favour
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   deepely
                   in
                   his
                   displeasure
                   :
                   the
                   one
                   be
                   his
                   friends
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   his
                   enemies
                   :
                   the
                   one
                   be
                   in
                   light
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   in
                   darkenesse
                   :
                   the
                   one
                   doe
                   enjoy
                   the
                   company
                   of
                   Angels
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   the
                   filthy
                   pleasures
                   and
                   delights
                   of
                   Swine
                   :
                   the
                   one
                   are
                   truely
                   free
                   ,
                   and
                   Lords
                   over
                   themselves
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   are
                   become
                   bond-slaves
                   unto
                   Satan
                   ,
                   and
                   unto
                   their
                   owne
                   lusts
                   and
                   appetites
                   .
                   The
                   one
                   are
                   joyfull
                   
                   with
                   the
                   witnesse
                   of
                   a
                   good
                   conscience
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   (
                   except
                   they
                   bee
                   utterly
                   blinded
                   )
                   are
                   continually
                   bitten
                   with
                   the
                   worme
                   of
                   conscience
                   ,
                   evermore
                   gnawing
                   on
                   them
                   :
                   the
                   one
                   in
                   tribulation
                   ,
                   stand
                   stedfastly
                   in
                   their
                   proper
                   place
                   ;
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   ,
                   like
                   light
                   chaffe
                   ,
                   are
                   carried
                   up
                   and
                   downe
                   with
                   every
                   blast
                   of
                   winde
                   :
                   the
                   one
                   stand
                   secure
                   and
                   firme
                   with
                   the
                   anker
                   of
                   hope
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   are
                   unstable
                   ,
                   and
                   evermore
                   yeelding
                   unto
                   the
                   assaults
                   of
                   fortune
                   :
                   the
                   prayers
                   of
                   the
                   one
                   are
                   acceptable
                   and
                   liking
                   unto
                   God
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   prayers
                   of
                   the
                   other
                   are
                   abhorred
                   and
                   accursed
                   :
                   the
                   death
                   of
                   the
                   one
                   is
                   quiet
                   ,
                   peaceable
                   and
                   precious
                   in
                   the
                   sight
                   
                   of
                   God
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   death
                   of
                   the
                   other
                   ,
                   is
                   unquiet
                   ,
                   painefull
                   ,
                   and
                   troubled
                   with
                   a
                   thousand
                   frights
                   and
                   terrours
                   :
                   To
                   conclude
                   ,
                   the
                   one
                   live
                   like
                   children
                   under
                   the
                   protection
                   and
                   defence
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   and
                   sleepe
                   sweetly
                   under
                   the
                   shaddow
                   of
                   his
                   pastorall
                   providence
                   ;
                   and
                   the
                   other
                   being
                   excluded
                   from
                   this
                   kinde
                   of
                   providence
                   ,
                   wander
                   abroad
                   as
                   straied
                   sheepe
                   ,
                   without
                   their
                   shepheard
                   and
                   Master
                   ,
                   lying
                   wide
                   open
                   to
                   all
                   the
                   perills
                   ,
                   dangers
                   ,
                   and
                   assaults
                   of
                   the
                   world
                   .
                   Seeing
                   then
                   ,
                   that
                   a
                   vertuous
                   life
                   is
                   accompanied
                   with
                   all
                   these
                   benefits
                   ,
                   what
                   is
                   the
                   cause
                   that
                   should
                   withdraw
                   thee
                   ,
                   and
                   perswade
                   thee
                   not
                   to
                   
                   embrace
                   such
                   a
                   precious
                   treasure
                   ?
                   what
                   art
                   thou
                   able
                   to
                   alledge
                   for
                   excuse
                   of
                   thy
                   great
                   negligence
                   ?
                   To
                   say
                   that
                   this
                   is
                   not
                   true
                   ,
                   it
                   cannot
                   be
                   admitted
                   ,
                   for
                   so
                   much
                   as
                   Gods
                   word
                   doth
                   avouch
                   the
                   certaintie
                   hereof
                   .
                   To
                   say
                   that
                   these
                   are
                   but
                   small
                   benefits
                   ,
                   thou
                   canst
                   not
                   ,
                   for
                   so
                   much
                   as
                   they
                   doe
                   exceede
                   all
                   that
                   mans
                   heart
                   can
                   desire
                   .
                   To
                   say
                   that
                   thou
                   art
                   an
                   enemy
                   unto
                   thy selfe
                   ,
                   and
                   that
                   thou
                   doest
                   not
                   desire
                   these
                   benefits
                   ,
                   cannot
                   be
                   ,
                   considering
                   that
                   a
                   man
                   is
                   even
                   naturally
                   a
                   friend
                   to
                   himselfe
                   ,
                   &
                   the
                   will
                   of
                   man
                   hath
                   ever
                   an
                   eye
                   to
                   his
                   owne
                   benefit
                   ,
                   which
                   is
                   the
                   very
                   object
                   or
                   mark
                   that
                   his
                   desire
                   shooteth
                   at
                   .
                   To
                   say
                   that
                   thou
                   hast
                   no
                   understanding
                   ,
                   
                   nor
                   taste
                   of
                   these
                   benefits
                   ,
                   it
                   will
                   not
                   serve
                   to
                   discharge
                   thine
                   offence
                   ,
                   forsomuch
                   as
                   thou
                   hast
                   the
                   faith
                   and
                   beleefe
                   thereof
                   ,
                   though
                   thou
                   hast
                   not
                   the
                   taste
                   ,
                   for
                   the
                   taste
                   is
                   lost
                   through
                   sinne
                   ,
                   but
                   not
                   the
                   faith
                   :
                   and
                   the
                   faith
                   is
                   a
                   witnesse
                   more
                   certaine
                   ,
                   more
                   secure
                   ,
                   &
                   better
                   to
                   be
                   trusted
                   ,
                   than
                   all
                   other
                   experiences
                   and
                   witnesses
                   in
                   the
                   world
                   .
                   Why
                   doest
                   thou
                   not
                   then
                   discredit
                   all
                   other
                   witnesses
                   with
                   this
                   one
                   assured
                   testimony
                   ?
                   Why
                   doest
                   thou
                   not
                   rather
                   give
                   credit
                   unto
                   faith
                   ,
                   than
                   to
                   thine
                   owne
                   opinion
                   and
                   judgement
                   ?
                   O
                   that
                   thou
                   wouldest
                   make
                   a
                   resolute
                   determination
                   ,
                   to
                   submit
                   thy selfe
                   into
                   the
                   hands
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   
                   and
                   to
                   put
                   thy
                   whole
                   trust
                   assuredly
                   in
                   him
                   How
                   soone
                   shouldest
                   thou
                   then
                   see
                   all
                   these
                   Prophesies
                   fulfilled
                   in
                   thee
                   :
                   then
                   shouldest
                   thou
                   see
                   the
                   excellency
                   of
                   these
                   divine
                   treasures
                   :
                   then
                   shouldest
                   thou
                   see
                   how
                   starke
                   blinde
                   the
                   lovers
                   of
                   this
                   world
                   are
                   ,
                   that
                   seeke
                   not
                   after
                   this
                   high
                   treasure
                   :
                   then
                   shouldest
                   thou
                   see
                   upon
                   what
                   good
                   ground
                   our
                   Saviour
                   inviteth
                   us
                   to
                   this
                   kind
                   of
                   life
                   ,
                   saying
                   ;
                   
                     Come
                     unto
                     me
                     all
                     yee
                     that
                     travell
                     ,
                     and
                     are
                     loaden
                     ,
                     and
                     I
                     will
                     refresh
                     you
                     ;
                     take
                     my
                     yoake
                     upon
                     you
                     ,
                     and
                     you
                     shall
                     finde
                     rest
                     for
                     your
                     soules
                     :
                     for
                     my
                     yoake
                     is
                     sweet
                     ,
                     and
                     my
                     burden
                     is
                     light
                     .
                  
                   Almighty
                   God
                   is
                   no
                   deceiver
                   ,
                   nor
                   false
                   promiser
                   ,
                   neither
                   yet
                   is
                   hee
                   a
                   
                   great
                   boaster
                   of
                   such
                   things
                   as
                   he
                   promiseth
                   .
                   Why
                   dost
                   thou
                   then
                   shrinke
                   backe
                   ?
                   why
                   dost
                   thou
                   refuse
                   peace
                   and
                   true
                   quietnesse
                   ?
                   why
                   dost
                   thou
                   refuse
                   the
                   gentle
                   offers
                   and
                   sweet
                   callings
                   of
                   thy
                   Pastor
                   ?
                   how
                   darest
                   thou
                   despise
                   and
                   banish
                   away
                   vertue
                   from
                   thee
                   ,
                   which
                   hath
                   such
                   prerogatives
                   and
                   priviledges
                   as
                   these
                   be
                   :
                   and
                   withall
                   ,
                   confirmed
                   and
                   signed
                   even
                   with
                   the
                   hand
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ?
                   The
                   Queene
                   of
                   Sheba
                   heard
                   far
                   lesse
                   things
                   than
                   these
                   of
                   Salomon
                   ,
                   and
                   yet
                   she
                   travelled
                   from
                   the
                   uttermost
                   parts
                   of
                   the
                   world
                   ,
                   to
                   try
                   the
                   truth
                   of
                   those
                   things
                   that
                   she
                   had
                   heard
                   .
                   And
                   why
                   doest
                   not
                   thou
                   then
                   (
                   hearing
                   such
                   notable
                   ,
                   yea
                   ,
                   and
                   so
                   certaine
                   
                   newes
                   of
                   vertue
                   )
                   adventure
                   to
                   take
                   a
                   little
                   paines
                   to
                   try
                   the
                   truth
                   and
                   sequell
                   thereof
                   ?
                   O
                   deare
                   Christian
                   brother
                   ,
                   put
                   thy
                   trust
                   in
                   Almighty
                   God
                   and
                   in
                   his
                   Word
                   ,
                   and
                   commit
                   thy selfe
                   most
                   boldly
                   without
                   all
                   feare
                   into
                   his
                   armes
                   ,
                   and
                   unloose
                   from
                   thy
                   hands
                   those
                   trifling
                   knots
                   that
                   have
                   hitherto
                   deceived
                   thee
                   ,
                   and
                   thou
                   shalt
                   finde
                   ,
                   that
                   the
                   merits
                   of
                   vertue
                   doe
                   farre
                   excell
                   her
                   fame
                   :
                   and
                   that
                   all
                   which
                   is
                   spoken
                   in
                   praise
                   of
                   her
                   ,
                   is
                   nothing
                   in
                   comparison
                   of
                   that
                   which
                   she
                   is
                   indeed
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   That
                   a
                   man
                   ought
                   not
                   to
                   deferre
                   his
                   Repentance
                   and
                   Conversion
                   unto
                   God
                   ,
                   from
                   day
                   to
                   day
                   ;
                   considering
                   he
                   hath
                   so
                   many
                   debts
                   to
                   discharge
                   ,
                   by
                   reason
                   of
                   the
                   offences
                   committed
                   in
                   his
                   sinfull
                   life
                   already
                   past
                   .
                
                 
                   NOw
                   then
                   ,
                   if
                   on
                   the
                   one
                   side
                   there
                   be
                   so
                   many
                   and
                   so
                   great
                   respects
                   ,
                   that
                   doe
                   binde
                   us
                   to
                   change
                   our
                   sinfull
                   life
                   ;
                   and
                   on
                   the
                   other
                   side
                   ,
                   we
                   have
                   not
                   any
                   sufficient
                   excuse
                   why
                   wee
                   should
                   not
                   make
                   this
                   exchange
                   .
                   
                   How
                   long
                   wilt
                   thou
                   tarry
                   ,
                   untill
                   thou
                   fully
                   resolve
                   to
                   doe
                   it
                   ?
                   Turne
                   thine
                   eyes
                   a
                   little
                   ,
                   and
                   look
                   back
                   upon
                   thy
                   life
                   past
                   ,
                   and
                   consider
                   ,
                   that
                   at
                   this
                   present
                   (
                   of
                   what
                   age
                   soever
                   thou
                   be
                   )
                   it
                   is
                   high
                   time
                   ,
                   or
                   rather
                   ,
                   the
                   time
                   well
                   nigh
                   past
                   to
                   begin
                   to
                   discharge
                   some
                   part
                   of
                   thy
                   old
                   debts
                   .
                   Consider
                   ,
                   that
                   thou
                   which
                   art
                   a
                   Christian
                   regenerated
                   in
                   the
                   water
                   of
                   holy
                   Baptisme
                   ,
                   which
                   doest
                   acknowledge
                   Almighty
                   God
                   for
                   thy
                   Father
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   Catholike
                   Church
                   for
                   thy
                   Mother
                   ,
                   whom
                   she
                   hath
                   nourished
                   with
                   the
                   milke
                   of
                   the
                   Gospell
                   ,
                   to
                   wit
                   ,
                   with
                   the
                   doctrine
                   of
                   the
                   Apostles
                   and
                   Evangelists
                   :
                   consider
                   (
                   I
                   say
                   )
                   that
                   all
                   this
                   notwithstanding
                   ,
                   thou
                   hast
                   lived
                   
                   even
                   as
                   loosely
                   and
                   dissolutely
                   ,
                   as
                   if
                   thou
                   hadst
                   beene
                   a
                   meere
                   Infidell
                   ,
                   that
                   had
                   never
                   any
                   knowledge
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God.
                   And
                   if
                   thou
                   doe
                   denie
                   this
                   ,
                   then
                   tell
                   me
                   what
                   kinde
                   of
                   sin
                   is
                   there
                   which
                   thou
                   hast
                   not
                   committed
                   ?
                   What
                   tree
                   is
                   there
                   forbidden
                   that
                   thou
                   hast
                   not
                   beholden
                   with
                   thine
                   eyes
                   ?
                   What
                   greene
                   meddow
                   is
                   there
                   ,
                   in
                   which
                   thou
                   hast
                   not
                   (
                   at
                   the
                   least
                   in
                   desire
                   )
                   feasted
                   thy
                   letcherous
                   lust
                   ?
                   what
                   thing
                   hath
                   beene
                   set
                   before
                   thine
                   eyes
                   ,
                   that
                   thou
                   hast
                   not
                   wantonly
                   desired
                   ?
                   What
                   appetite
                   hast
                   thou
                   left
                   unexecuted
                   ,
                   notwithstanding
                   that
                   thou
                   didst
                   beleeve
                   in
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   and
                   that
                   thou
                   wert
                   a
                   Christian
                   ?
                   What
                   wouldst
                   thou
                   have
                   done
                   
                   more
                   ,
                   if
                   thou
                   hadst
                   not
                   had
                   any
                   faith
                   at
                   all
                   ?
                   If
                   thou
                   hadst
                   not
                   looked
                   for
                   any
                   other
                   life
                   ?
                   If
                   thou
                   hadst
                   not
                   feared
                   the
                   dreadfull
                   day
                   of
                   judgement
                   ?
                   What
                   hath
                   all
                   thy
                   former
                   life
                   beene
                   ,
                   but
                   a
                   web
                   of
                   sinnes
                   ,
                   a
                   sinke
                   of
                   vices
                   ,
                   a
                   way
                   full
                   of
                   brambles
                   and
                   thornes
                   ,
                   and
                   a
                   froward
                   disobedience
                   of
                   God
                   ?
                   with
                   whom
                   hast
                   thou
                   hitherto
                   lived
                   ,
                   but
                   onely
                   with
                   thine
                   appetite
                   ,
                   with
                   thy
                   flesh
                   ,
                   with
                   thy
                   pride
                   ,
                   and
                   with
                   the
                   goods
                   and
                   riches
                   of
                   this
                   transitory
                   world
                   ?
                   These
                   have
                   beene
                   thy
                   gods
                   ,
                   these
                   have
                   beene
                   thine
                   idols
                   whom
                   thou
                   hast
                   served
                   ,
                   and
                   whose
                   lawes
                   thou
                   hast
                   diligently
                   obeyed
                   .
                   Make
                   thine
                   account
                   with
                   the
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   with
                   his
                   lawes
                   ,
                   
                   and
                   with
                   his
                   obedience
                   ,
                   and
                   peradventure
                   thou
                   shalt
                   finde
                   ,
                   that
                   thou
                   hast
                   esteemed
                   him
                   no
                   more
                   ,
                   than
                   if
                   he
                   had
                   beene
                   a
                   god
                   of
                   wood
                   ,
                   or
                   stone
                   .
                   For
                   it
                   is
                   certaine
                   ,
                   that
                   there
                   bee
                   many
                   Christians
                   ,
                   which
                   beleeving
                   that
                   there
                   is
                   a
                   God
                   ,
                   are
                   induced
                   to
                   sinne
                   with
                   such
                   facility
                   ,
                   as
                   though
                   they
                   beleeved
                   ,
                   that
                   there
                   were
                   no
                   God
                   at
                   all
                   :
                   and
                   doe
                   offend
                   no
                   whit
                   the
                   lesse
                   ,
                   though
                   they
                   beleeve
                   that
                   there
                   is
                   a
                   God
                   ,
                   then
                   they
                   would
                   doe
                   ,
                   if
                   they
                   beleeved
                   there
                   were
                   none
                   at
                   all
                   .
                   What
                   greater
                   injurie
                   ,
                   what
                   greater
                   despight
                   can
                   bee
                   done
                   ,
                   than
                   so
                   to
                   contemne
                   his
                   divine
                   majestie
                   ?
                   Finally
                   ,
                   thou
                   beleeving
                   all
                   such
                   things
                   as
                   Christs
                   Church
                   
                   doth
                   beleeve
                   ,
                   hast
                   notwithstanding
                   so
                   led
                   thy
                   life
                   ,
                   as
                   if
                   thou
                   wert
                   perswaded
                   ,
                   that
                   the
                   beleefe
                   of
                   Christians
                   were
                   the
                   greatest
                   fables
                   or
                   lies
                   in
                   the
                   world
                   .
                   And
                   if
                   the
                   multitude
                   of
                   thy
                   sinnes
                   past
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   faculty
                   thou
                   hast
                   used
                   in
                   committing
                   of
                   them
                   ,
                   doe
                   not
                   make
                   thee
                   afraid
                   ,
                   why
                   dost
                   thou
                   not
                   feare
                   at
                   the
                   least
                   the
                   Majesty
                   and
                   omnipotencie
                   of
                   him
                   ,
                   against
                   whom
                   thou
                   hast
                   sinned
                   ?
                   Lift
                   up
                   thine
                   eyes
                   ,
                   and
                   consider
                   the
                   infinite
                   greatnesse
                   and
                   omnipotencie
                   of
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   whom
                   the
                   powers
                   of
                   Heaven
                   do
                   adore
                   ,
                   before
                   whose
                   Majesty
                   the
                   whole
                   compasse
                   of
                   the
                   wide
                   world
                   lyeth
                   prostrate
                   ;
                   in
                   whose
                   presence
                   ,
                   all
                   things
                   created
                   ,
                   are
                   no
                   more
                   
                   than
                   chaffe
                   carried
                   away
                   with
                   the
                   winde
                   .
                   Consider
                   also
                   with
                   thy selfe
                   how
                   unseemely
                   it
                   is
                   ,
                   that
                   such
                   a
                   vile
                   worme
                   as
                   thou
                   art
                   ,
                   should
                   have
                   audacity
                   so
                   many
                   times
                   to
                   offend
                   and
                   provoke
                   the
                   wrath
                   of
                   so
                   great
                   a
                   Majesty
                   .
                   Consider
                   the
                   wonderfull
                   and
                   most
                   terrible
                   severity
                   of
                   his
                   justice
                   ,
                   and
                   what
                   horrible
                   punishments
                   hee
                   hath
                   used
                   from
                   time
                   to
                   time
                   in
                   the
                   world
                   against
                   sinne
                   ;
                   and
                   that
                   not
                   onely
                   upon
                   particular
                   persons
                   ,
                   but
                   also
                   upon
                   Cities
                   ,
                   Nations
                   ,
                   Kingdomes
                   and
                   Provinces
                   ,
                   yea
                   ,
                   upon
                   the
                   universall
                   World
                   :
                   And
                   not
                   onely
                   in
                   earth
                   ,
                   but
                   also
                   in
                   Heaven
                   ;
                   and
                   not
                   onely
                   upon
                   strangers
                   sinners
                   ,
                   but
                   even
                   upon
                   his
                   owne
                   most
                   innocent
                   sonne
                   ,
                   our
                   
                   sweet
                   Saviour
                   Jesus
                   Christ
                   ,
                   when
                   he
                   tooke
                   upon
                   him
                   to
                   satisfie
                   for
                   the
                   debt
                   that
                   we
                   owed
                   .
                   And
                   if
                   this
                   severity
                   was
                   used
                   upon
                   greene
                   and
                   innocent
                   wood
                   ,
                   and
                   that
                   for
                   the
                   sinnes
                   of
                   others
                   ;
                   what
                   then
                   will
                   he
                   doe
                   upon
                   dry
                   and
                   withered
                   wood
                   ,
                   and
                   against
                   those
                   that
                   are
                   loden
                   with
                   their
                   owne
                   sinnes
                   ?
                   Now
                   ,
                   what
                   thing
                   can
                   bee
                   thought
                   more
                   unreasonable
                   ,
                   then
                   that
                   such
                   a
                   fraile
                   wretch
                   as
                   thou
                   art
                   ,
                   should
                   bee
                   so
                   saucie
                   and
                   malapert
                   ,
                   as
                   to
                   mocke
                   with
                   so
                   mightie
                   a
                   Lord
                   ,
                   whose
                   hand
                   is
                   so
                   heavie
                   ,
                   that
                   in
                   case
                   hee
                   should
                   strike
                   but
                   one
                   stroke
                   upon
                   thee
                   ,
                   hee
                   would
                   at
                   one
                   blow
                   drive
                   thee
                   downe
                   headlong
                   into
                   the
                   deepe
                   bottomelesse
                   pit
                   of
                   hell
                   ,
                   
                   without
                   remedy
                   .
                   Consider
                   likewise
                   the
                   great
                   patience
                   of
                   this
                   our
                   mercifull
                   Lord
                   ,
                   who
                   hath
                   expected
                   thy
                   repentance
                   so
                   long
                   ,
                   even
                   from
                   the
                   time
                   that
                   thou
                   didst
                   first
                   offend
                   him
                   :
                   and
                   think
                   ,
                   that
                   if
                   after
                   so
                   long
                   patience
                   and
                   tarrying
                   for
                   thee
                   ,
                   thou
                   shalt
                   still
                   continue
                   thy
                   leaud
                   and
                   sinfull
                   life
                   ,
                   abusing
                   thus
                   his
                   mercy
                   ,
                   and
                   provoking
                   him
                   to
                   further
                   indignation
                   and
                   wrath
                   ,
                   hee
                   will
                   then
                   bend
                   his
                   bowe
                   ,
                   and
                   shake
                   his
                   sword
                   ,
                   and
                   raine
                   downe
                   upon
                   thee
                   even
                   sharpe
                   arrowes
                   of
                   everlasting
                   wrath
                   and
                   death
                   .
                   Consider
                   also
                   the
                   profoundnesse
                   of
                   his
                   deepe
                   judgments
                   ,
                   wherof
                   we
                   read
                   ,
                   and
                   see
                   daily
                   so
                   great
                   wonders
                   .
                   We
                   see
                   how
                   Salomon
                   himselfe
                   ,
                   after
                   
                   his
                   so
                   great
                   wisdome
                   ,
                   and
                   after
                   those
                   three
                   thousand
                   parables
                   and
                   most
                   profound
                   mysteries
                   uttered
                   by
                   him
                   ,
                   was
                   forsaken
                   by
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   and
                   suffered
                   to
                   fall
                   down
                   and
                   adore
                   Idols
                   .
                   Wee
                   see
                   how
                   one
                   of
                   those
                   seven
                   first
                   Deacons
                   of
                   the
                   Primitive
                   Church
                   ,
                   which
                   were
                   full
                   of
                   the
                   Holy
                   Ghost
                   ,
                   became
                   not
                   onely
                   an
                   hereticke
                   ,
                   but
                   also
                   an
                   arch-hereticke
                   and
                   a
                   father
                   of
                   heresies
                   .
                   We
                   see
                   daily
                   many
                   starres
                   fall
                   downe
                   from
                   Heaven
                   unto
                   earth
                   ,
                   with
                   miserable
                   fals
                   ,
                   and
                   to
                   wallow
                   themselves
                   in
                   the
                   durt
                   ,
                   and
                   to
                   eate
                   the
                   meate
                   of
                   swine
                   ,
                   which
                   sate
                   before
                   at
                   Gods
                   owne
                   table
                   ,
                   and
                   were
                   fed
                   with
                   the
                   very
                   bread
                   of
                   Angels
                   .
                   If
                   then
                   the
                   just
                   and
                   righteous
                   
                   for
                   some
                   secret
                   pride
                   or
                   negligence
                   ,
                   or
                   else
                   for
                   some
                   ingratitude
                   of
                   theirs
                   )
                   be
                   thus
                   justly
                   forsaken
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   after
                   they
                   have
                   bestowed
                   so
                   many
                   yeares
                   in
                   his
                   service
                   .
                   What
                   maist
                   thou
                   looke
                   for
                   ,
                   that
                   hast
                   done
                   in
                   a
                   manner
                   nothing
                   else
                   in
                   all
                   thy
                   life
                   time
                   ,
                   but
                   onely
                   heaped
                   sinnes
                   upon
                   sinnes
                   ,
                   and
                   hast
                   thereby
                   offended
                   Almighty
                   God
                   most
                   grievously
                   ?
                
                 
                   Now
                   ,
                   if
                   thou
                   hast
                   lived
                   after
                   this
                   sort
                   ,
                   were
                   it
                   not
                   reason
                   that
                   thou
                   shouldst
                   now
                   at
                   the
                   length
                   give
                   over
                   ,
                   and
                   cease
                   heaping
                   sinne
                   upon
                   sinne
                   ,
                   and
                   debt
                   upon
                   debt
                   ,
                   and
                   begin
                   to
                   pacifie
                   the
                   wrath
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   and
                   to
                   disburden
                   thy
                   sinnefull
                   soule
                   ?
                   Were
                   it
                   not
                   meet
                   ,
                   that
                   
                   that
                   time
                   which
                   thou
                   hast
                   hitherto
                   given
                   to
                   the
                   world
                   ,
                   to
                   thy
                   flesh
                   ,
                   and
                   to
                   the
                   Divell
                   ,
                   should
                   suffice
                   ?
                   and
                   that
                   thou
                   shouldest
                   bestow
                   some
                   little
                   time
                   of
                   that
                   which
                   remaineth
                   ,
                   to
                   serve
                   him
                   ,
                   who
                   hath
                   given
                   thee
                   all
                   that
                   thou
                   hast
                   ?
                   Were
                   it
                   not
                   a
                   point
                   of
                   wisedome
                   ,
                   after
                   so
                   long
                   time
                   ,
                   and
                   so
                   many
                   great
                   injuries
                   ,
                   to
                   feare
                   the
                   most
                   terrible
                   justice
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   who
                   the
                   more
                   patiently
                   he
                   suffereth
                   sinners
                   ,
                   the
                   more
                   hee
                   doth
                   afterwards
                   punish
                   them
                   with
                   severity
                   and
                   justice
                   ?
                   Were
                   it
                   not
                   meet
                   for
                   thee
                   to
                   feare
                   thy
                   long
                   continuance
                   so
                   many
                   yeares
                   in
                   sinne
                   ,
                   and
                   in
                   the
                   displeasure
                   of
                   Almighty
                   God
                   ,
                   procuring
                   thereby
                   against
                   thee
                   such
                   
                   a
                   mighty
                   adversary
                   as
                   he
                   is
                   ,
                   and
                   provoking
                   him
                   of
                   a
                   mercifull
                   loving
                   Father
                   to
                   become
                   thy
                   severe
                   terrible
                   judge
                   and
                   enemy
                   ?
                   Were
                   it
                   not
                   meet
                   to
                   feare
                   ,
                   least
                   that
                   the
                   force
                   of
                   evill
                   custome
                   may
                   in
                   continuance
                   of
                   time
                   be
                   turned
                   into
                   nature
                   ;
                   and
                   that
                   thy
                   long
                   vicious
                   usuall
                   manner
                   of
                   committing
                   sinne
                   ,
                   may
                   make
                   of
                   a
                   vice
                   ,
                   a
                   necessity
                   ,
                   or
                   little
                   lesse
                   ?
                   Why
                   art
                   thou
                   not
                   afraid
                   ,
                   least
                   by
                   little
                   and
                   little
                   thou
                   maiest
                   cast
                   thy selfe
                   downe
                   head-long
                   into
                   the
                   deep
                   pit
                   of
                   a
                   reprobate
                   sence
                   ,
                   whereinto
                   after
                   that
                   a
                   man
                   is
                   once
                   falne
                   ,
                   hee
                   never
                   maketh
                   account
                   of
                   any
                   sinne
                   ,
                   be
                   it
                   never
                   so
                   great
                   .
                
                 
                   The
                   Patriarke
                   Iacob
                   said
                   unto
                   Laban
                   his
                   father
                   in
                   law
                   :
                   These
                   
                   fourteene
                   yeares
                   have
                   I
                   served
                   thee
                   ,
                   and
                   looking
                   to
                   thine
                   affaires
                   ,
                   now
                   it
                   is
                   time
                   that
                   I
                   should
                   looke
                   to
                   mine
                   owne
                   ,
                   and
                   begin
                   to
                   attend
                   unto
                   the
                   affaires
                   of
                   mine
                   owne
                   houshold
                   .
                   Wherefore
                   if
                   thou
                   hast
                   likewise
                   bestowed
                   so
                   many
                   yeares
                   in
                   the
                   service
                   of
                   this
                   world
                   ,
                   and
                   of
                   this
                   fraile
                   transitory
                   life
                   ,
                   were
                   it
                   not
                   good
                   reason
                   ,
                   that
                   thou
                   shouldest
                   now
                   begin
                   to
                   make
                   some
                   provision
                   for
                   the
                   salvation
                   of
                   thy
                   soule
                   ,
                   and
                   for
                   the
                   everlasting
                   life
                   to
                   come
                   ?
                   There
                   is
                   nothing
                   more
                   short
                   ,
                   nor
                   more
                   transitory
                   then
                   the
                   life
                   of
                   man
                   ;
                   and
                   therefore
                   providing
                   so
                   carefully
                   as
                   thou
                   doest
                   for
                   all
                   such
                   things
                   as
                   be
                   necessarie
                   for
                   this
                   life
                   ,
                   which
                   is
                   so
                   short
                   ,
                   why
                   
                   doest
                   thou
                   not
                   provide
                   likewise
                   somewhat
                   for
                   the
                   life
                   that
                   is
                   to
                   come
                   ?
                   which
                   life
                   shall
                   endure
                   for
                   ever
                   and
                   ever
                   .
                
              
            
          
           
             
               Earths
               Vanity
               .
            
             
               
               
                 A
                 Sigh
                 .
              
               
                 
                   HEnce
                   lazie
                   sleepe
                   ,
                   thou
                   sonne
                   of
                   sullen
                   night
                   ,
                
                 
                   That
                   with
                   soft-breathing
                   Spels
                   keeps
                   sorrowes
                   under
                
                 
                   Thy
                   charmes
                   ;
                   cheares
                   up
                   the
                   spirits
                   with
                   delight
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   laps
                   the
                   Sences
                   in
                   Lethaean
                   slumber
                   ;
                
                 
                   Packe
                   and
                   be
                   gone
                   :
                   for
                   my
                   sad
                   soule
                   knowes
                   well
                   ,
                
                 
                   Care
                   best
                   accordeth
                   with
                   a
                   gloomic
                   Cell
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   And
                   what
                   more
                   darke
                   then
                   my
                   sin-clouded
                   Soule
                   ?
                
                 
                 
                   Where
                   yet
                   the
                   Sunne
                   of
                   Sapience
                   never
                   shone
                   ;
                
                 
                   But
                   still
                   in
                   Errors
                   ougly
                   cave
                   did
                   roule
                   ,
                
                 
                   Where
                   nought
                   keepes
                   concord
                   but
                   discordant
                   mone
                   :
                
                 
                   Leave
                   me
                   I
                   say
                   ,
                   and
                   give
                   me
                   leave
                   to
                   tell
                   ,
                
                 
                   That
                   to
                   my
                   Soule
                   ,
                   my selfe
                   ha's
                   not
                   done
                   well
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   Good
                   man
                   !
                   (
                   if
                   good
                   there
                   lives
                   one
                   )
                   Thou
                   that
                   art
                
                 
                   So
                   farre
                   thrust
                   from
                   the
                   worlds
                   imperious
                   eyes
                   ;
                
                 
                   Helpe
                   me
                   to
                   a●t
                   this
                   penitentiall
                   part
                   :
                
                 
                   I
                   meane
                   ,
                   No
                   coyner
                   of
                   new
                   Niceties
                   ,
                
                 
                   Nor
                   wodden
                   Worshipper
                   :
                   Give
                   me
                   him
                   than
                
                 
                 
                   That
                   's
                   a
                   God
                   loving
                   ,
                   and
                   good
                   living
                   man
                   ,
                
              
               
                 
                   To
                   be
                   my
                   partner
                   in
                   this
                   Tragedie
                   ;
                
                 
                   Whose
                   scenes
                   run
                   bleeding
                   through
                   the
                   wounded
                   Acts
                   ,
                
                 
                   Heart-strucke
                   by
                   Sinne
                   and
                   Satans
                   fallacie
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   poyson'd
                   by
                   my
                   selfe-committed
                   facts
                   :
                
                 
                   Send
                   me
                   thy
                   prayers
                   ,
                   if
                   not
                   thy
                   presence
                   found
                   ,
                
                 
                   To
                   stop
                   the
                   Ore-face
                   of
                   this
                   streaming
                   wound
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   Steere
                   me
                   (
                   sweet
                   Saviour
                   )
                   while
                   I
                   safe
                   have
                   past
                
                 
                   The
                   stormie
                   Euroclydons
                   of
                   Despaire
                   ,
                
                 
                 
                   Till
                   happily
                   I
                   have
                   arriv'd
                   at
                   last
                   ,
                
                 
                   To
                   touch
                   at
                   Thee
                   ,
                   my
                   Soules
                   sole-saving
                   stayre
                   :
                
                 
                   Tow
                   up
                   my
                   sin-frought
                   Soule
                   ,
                   sunke
                   downe
                   below
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   long
                   lien
                   weltring
                   midst
                   the
                   waves
                   of
                   wo.
                   
                
              
               
                 
                   New
                   rig
                   me
                   up
                   ,
                   lest
                   wallowing
                   Iorewhelme
                   ;
                
                 
                   Thy
                   Mercy
                   be
                   my
                   Main-mast
                   ;
                   And
                   for
                   Sayles
                
                 
                   My
                   Sighs
                   ;
                   thy
                   Truth
                   ,
                   my
                   tackling
                   ;
                   Faith
                   ,
                   my
                   Helme
                   :
                
                 
                   My
                   ballast
                   ,
                   Love
                   ;
                   Hope
                   ,
                   Anchor
                   that
                   ne're
                   failes
                   :
                
                 
                   Then
                   in
                   Heav'ns
                   haven
                   calme
                   Peace
                   me
                   arrive
                   ,
                
                 
                   Where
                   once
                   enharbor'd
                   ,
                   I
                   shall
                   richly
                   thrive
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   Woes
                   me
                   !
                   how
                   long
                   ha's
                   Pride
                   besotted
                   me
                   ?
                
                 
                   Proposing
                   to
                   dim
                   Reason
                   my
                   good
                   parts
                   ,
                
                 
                   My
                   nimble
                   Wit
                   ,
                   my
                   quicke
                   proclivitie
                
                 
                   To
                   Apprehension
                   ;
                   and
                   in
                   high
                   deserts
                
                 
                   How
                   many
                   stood
                   beneath
                   me
                   :
                   I
                   (
                   vaine
                   foole
                   )
                
                 
                   Thus
                   fob'd
                   by
                   Satans
                   sleights
                   ,
                   ore-slipt
                   my
                   Soule
                   :
                
              
               
                 
                   Who
                   in
                   darke
                   Error
                   downe
                   embodied
                   lies
                   ,
                
                 
                   Blacke
                   as
                   the
                   Star-lesse
                   Night
                   ;
                   and
                   hideously
                
                 
                   Impuritie
                   with
                   rustie
                   wings
                   crosse
                   flies
                
                 
                   Betwixt
                   the
                   Sunne
                   of
                   Righteousnesse
                   and
                   me
                   ;
                
                 
                 
                   Whil'st
                   (
                   Bat-like
                   )
                   beats
                   my
                   Soule
                   her
                   leather
                   sayles
                
                 
                   Gainst
                   the
                   soft
                   Ayre
                   ;
                   and
                   rising
                   ,
                   fals
                   and
                   failes
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   Must
                   I
                   for
                   each
                   unsyllabled
                   close
                   Thought
                
                 
                   Render
                   account
                   ?
                   O
                   wit-fi'lde
                   Conference
                   !
                
                 
                   Cal'd
                   in
                   is
                   thy
                   protection
                   then
                   ,
                   deare
                   bought
                   :
                
                 
                   How
                   was
                   my
                   brow
                   o'rehatcht
                   with
                   Impudence
                   ?
                
                 
                   To
                   let
                   whole
                   worlds
                   of
                   words
                   my
                   cheekes
                   up-swell
                   ,
                
                 
                   The
                   least
                   of
                   whom
                   would
                   ding
                   me
                   downe
                   to
                   Hell.
                   
                
              
               
                 
                   O
                   wretched
                   Impes
                   then
                   of
                   mans
                   impious
                   race
                   !
                
                 
                 
                   who
                   'l
                   breath
                   out
                   Blasphemies
                   to
                   make
                   a
                   Iest
                   ;
                
                 
                   And
                   call
                   wit
                   flashing
                   the
                   sole
                   punctuall
                   grace
                
                 
                   Of
                   genuine
                   knowledge
                   :
                   But
                   amongst
                   the
                   rest
                   ,
                
                 
                   Iudge
                   in
                   what
                   case
                   are
                   those
                   wit-hucsters
                   in
                   ,
                
                 
                   That
                   hourely
                   practise
                   this
                   soule
                   sinking
                   sinne
                   ?
                
              
               
                 
                   O
                   may
                   my
                   tongue
                   be
                   ever
                   rivetted
                
                 
                   Fast
                   to
                   my
                   roofe
                   ,
                   but
                   when
                   it
                   speakes
                   Gods
                   praise
                   :
                
                 
                   May
                   not
                   one
                   vocall
                   sound
                   by
                   breath
                   be
                   fed
                   ,
                
                 
                   But
                   when
                   it
                   carols
                   out
                   celestiall
                   Layes
                   ;
                
                 
                   Let
                   not
                   one
                   tone
                   through
                   my
                   tongues
                   hatches
                   flie
                   ,
                
                 
                 
                   But
                   what
                   beares
                   with
                   't
                   heav'ns
                   glories
                   harmonie
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   Helpe
                   (
                   Lord
                   of
                   power
                   )
                   my
                   feeble
                   joynted
                   praiers
                
                 
                   To
                   clamber
                   th'
                   azure
                   Mountaines
                   throwne
                   above
                   me
                   ;
                
                 
                   And
                   keepe
                   a
                   seat
                   for
                   me
                   there
                   mongst
                   those
                   haires
                   ,
                
                 
                   Apportion'd
                   out
                   to
                   such
                   as
                   truely
                   love
                   thee
                   :
                
                 
                   Admit
                   them
                   in
                   thine
                   eares
                   a
                   resting
                   roome
                   ,
                
                 
                   Vntill
                   to
                   thee
                   and
                   them
                   ,
                   my
                   soule
                   shall
                   come
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   Meane
                   while
                   ,
                   moyst
                   ey'd
                   Repentance
                   here
                   below
                
                 
                   Shall
                   Inmate
                   wise
                   be
                   Tenant
                   to
                   my
                   minde
                   :
                
                 
                 
                   For
                   Prayers
                   ,
                   without
                   true
                   Penitence
                   ,
                   doe
                   show
                   ,
                
                 
                   "
                   Like
                   meats
                   unseason'd
                   ,
                   or
                   like
                   Bils
                   unsign'd
                   ;
                
                 
                   "
                   Or
                   corne
                   on
                   tops
                   of
                   Cottages
                   that
                   growes
                   ,
                
                 
                   "
                   Which
                   (
                   uselesse
                   )
                   no
                   man
                   either
                   reapes
                   or
                   sowes
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   O
                   how
                   my
                   Soule
                   's
                   surpriz'd
                   with
                   shallow
                   feares
                   ?
                
                 
                   When
                   ,
                   thinking
                   to
                   leane
                   on
                   Lifes
                   broken
                   staffe
                   ;
                
                 
                   And
                   counting
                   to
                   mine
                   age
                   large
                   summes
                   of
                   yeares
                   ,
                
                 
                   I
                   heare
                   the
                   sweet
                   and
                   sacred
                   Psalmograph
                   ,
                
                 
                   Compare
                   Life
                   to
                   a
                   Flowre
                   ,
                   a
                   Puffe
                   ,
                   a
                   Span
                   ;
                
                 
                   Who
                   's
                   Monarch
                   now
                   ,
                   next
                   minute
                   's
                   not
                   a
                   Man.
                   
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   Must
                   I
                   needs
                   dye
                   ?
                   why
                   surfet
                   I
                   on
                   Pleasure
                   ?
                
                 
                   Must
                   I
                   needs
                   dye
                   ?
                   why
                   swim
                   I
                   in
                   Delight
                   ?
                
                 
                   Must
                   I
                   needs
                   dye
                   ?
                   why
                   squint
                   I
                   after
                   Treasure
                   ?
                
                 
                   Must
                   I
                   needs
                   dye
                   ?
                   why
                   live
                   I
                   not
                   aright
                   ?
                
                 
                   Must
                   I
                   needs
                   dye
                   ?
                   why
                   live
                   I
                   then
                   in
                   sin
                   ?
                
                 
                   Thrice
                   better
                   for
                   me
                   I
                   had
                   never
                   bin
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   Feuntaine
                   of
                   breathing
                   Dust
                   ?
                   such
                   grace
                   me
                   give
                   ,
                
                 
                   That
                   I
                   in
                   life
                   ,
                   prepare
                   in
                   dust
                   to
                   lye
                   ;
                
                 
                   Let
                   me
                   be
                   dying
                   still
                   whiles
                   I
                   doe
                   live
                   ;
                
                 
                   That
                   I
                   may
                   blisfull
                   live
                   ,
                   when
                   I
                   shall
                   dye
                   :
                
                 
                 
                   For
                   in
                   Christs
                   Schoole
                   this
                   Paradox
                   learne
                   I
                   ;
                
                 
                   Who
                   dies
                   before
                   he
                   dies
                   ,
                   shall
                   never
                   die
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   If
                   I
                   must
                   die
                   ,
                   then
                   after
                   must
                   begin
                
                 
                   The
                   life
                   of
                   Ioy
                   or
                   Torment
                   without
                   end
                   ;
                
                 
                   The
                   life
                   of
                   Torment
                   purchas'd
                   is
                   by
                   sinne
                   ;
                
                 
                   The
                   life
                   of
                   Ioy
                   ,
                   by
                   life
                   that
                   learnest
                   '
                   amend
                   :
                
                 
                   Why
                   should
                   I
                   then
                   prophane
                   ,
                   sweare
                   ,
                   curse
                   ,
                   lust
                   ,
                   lie
                   ,
                
                 
                   If
                   I
                   but
                   thinke
                   on
                   this
                   ;
                   That
                   I
                   must
                   die
                   ?
                
              
               
                 
                   Why
                   should
                   I
                   quaffe
                   to
                   more
                   then
                   Nature
                   can
                   ?
                
                 
                 
                   Sith
                   more
                   drinke
                   I
                   gaine
                   more
                   losse
                   is
                   mine
                   :
                
                 
                   For
                   may
                   I
                   not
                   be
                   term'd
                   a
                   b●stiall
                   man
                   ,
                
                 
                   To
                   drowne
                   my
                   Reason
                   in
                   a
                   cup
                   of
                   wine
                   ?
                
                 
                   Yea
                   tenfold
                   worse
                   :
                   Thus
                   monster
                   made
                   at
                   least
                   :
                
                 
                   God
                   made
                   me
                   Man
                   ,
                   I
                   make
                   my selfe
                   a
                   Beast
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   How
                   swelt
                   I
                   with
                   hard
                   travell
                   through
                   the
                   Dale
                
                 
                   That
                   leads
                   to
                   Prophanations
                   irkesome
                   cell
                   ?
                
                 
                   But
                   freeze
                   ,
                   by
                   softly
                   pacing
                   up
                   the
                   skale
                   ,
                
                 
                   Where
                   burning
                   zeale
                   ,
                   and
                   her
                   bright
                   sisters
                   dwell
                   :
                
                 
                   Thus
                   sweat
                   I
                   in
                   the
                   shadow
                   ,
                   shake
                   i'
                   th
                   shine
                   ,
                
                 
                 
                   And
                   by
                   free
                   choice
                   ,
                   from
                   good
                   to
                   ill
                   decline
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   Sweet
                   Saviour
                   cleanse
                   my
                   leprous
                   loathsome
                   soule
                
                 
                   In
                   that
                   depurpled
                   Fount
                   ,
                   which
                   forth
                   thy
                   side
                
                 
                   Gurgling
                   ,
                   did
                   twixt
                   two
                   Lilly-mountaines
                   roule
                   ,
                
                 
                   To
                   rinse
                   Mans
                   tainted
                   Race
                   ,
                   Sin
                   soylifide
                   :
                
                 
                   Wash
                   it
                   more
                   white
                   than
                   the
                   triumphant
                   Swan
                   ,
                
                 
                   That
                   rides
                   o'
                   th
                   silver
                   brest
                   of
                   Eridan
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   Suffer
                   my
                   prayers
                   harmony
                   to
                   rise
                
                 
                   Into
                   thine
                   eares
                   ,
                   while
                   th'
                   Angels
                   beare
                   a
                   part
                   :
                
                 
                 
                   Accept
                   my
                   Sighs
                   ,
                   as
                   smelling
                   Sacrifice
                   ,
                
                 
                   Sent
                   from
                   the
                   Altar
                   of
                   my
                   bleeding
                   heart
                   ;
                
                 
                   Vp
                   to
                   thy
                   nostrils
                   ,
                   sweet
                   as
                   th'
                   Oyle
                   of
                   Aaron
                   ,
                
                 
                   Or
                   th'
                   odoriferous
                   Rose
                   of
                   flowrie
                   Sharon
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   The
                   Hart
                   ne're
                   long'd
                   more
                   for
                   the
                   purling
                   brookes
                   ;
                
                 
                   Nor
                   did
                   the
                   lustfull
                   Goate
                   with
                   more
                   pursuit
                   ,
                
                 
                   After
                   the
                   blossom'd
                   Tritisolie
                   looke
                   ,
                
                 
                   Then
                   do's
                   my
                   panting
                   Soule
                   ,
                   t'
                   enjoy
                   the
                   fruit
                
                 
                   Of
                   thy
                   Life-wa●er
                   ;
                   which
                   if
                   I
                   attaine
                
                 
                   To
                   taste
                   of
                   once
                   ,
                   I
                   ne're
                   shall
                   thirst
                   againe
                   ,
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   Even
                   as
                   the
                   chapped
                   ground
                   in
                   Summers
                   heat
                   ,
                
                 
                   Cals
                   to
                   the
                   clouds
                   ,
                   and
                   gapes
                   at
                   every
                   showre
                   :
                
                 
                   Whose
                   thirstie
                   Casma's
                   greedily
                   intreat
                   ,
                
                 
                   As
                   tho
                   they
                   would
                   th'
                   whole
                   house
                   of
                   heav'n
                   deuour
                   ;
                
                 
                   So
                   do's
                   my
                   riven
                   Soule
                   ,
                   be
                   parcht
                   with
                   sin
                   ,
                
                 
                   Yawne
                   wide
                   ,
                   to
                   let
                   moyst
                   drops
                   of
                   Mercie
                   in
                   .
                
              
            
             
               
               
                 Earths
                 Vanitie
                 .
              
               
                 
                   VAnitie
                   of
                   vanities
                   ,
                   and
                   all
                   is
                   but
                   vanitie
                   ,
                
                 saith
                 the
                 wisest
                 Preacher
                 that
                 ever
                 wrote
                 :
                 
                   One
                   generation
                   passeth
                   and
                   another
                   commeth
                   ,
                   and
                   all
                   is
                   but
                   vexation
                   of
                   spirit
                   .
                
                 Which
                 divine
                 theorem
                 ,
                 that
                 we
                 may
                 the
                 better
                 perceive
                 ,
                 let
                 us
                 set
                 our selves
                 to
                 the
                 serious
                 meditation
                 of
                 it
                 :
                 for
                 the
                 more
                 we
                 search
                 ,
                 the
                 more
                 we
                 shall
                 see
                 all
                 things
                 to
                 be
                 vanity
                 ,
                 nothing
                 constant
                 ,
                 nothing
                 for
                 our
                 eternall
                 
                 good
                 ,
                 but
                 our
                 soules
                 salvation
                 .
                 Mans
                 life
                 on
                 earth
                 doth
                 no
                 sooner
                 begin
                 ,
                 but
                 his
                 end
                 approacheth
                 ,
                 his
                 death
                 hasteneth
                 .
                 Some
                 come
                 upon
                 the
                 stage
                 of
                 this
                 world
                 but
                 to
                 have
                 a
                 breathing
                 ,
                 and
                 are
                 presently
                 gone
                 :
                 others
                 stay
                 a
                 while
                 longer
                 ,
                 it
                 may
                 be
                 a
                 day
                 ,
                 perhaps
                 a
                 weeke
                 ,
                 perhaps
                 a
                 month
                 ,
                 peradventure
                 a
                 yeare
                 ,
                 or
                 it
                 may
                 bee
                 some
                 few
                 yeares
                 :
                 but
                 alas
                 !
                 the
                 longer
                 they
                 stay
                 ,
                 the
                 greater
                 their
                 griefe
                 ,
                 care
                 ,
                 feare
                 ,
                 and
                 anxietie
                 of
                 minde
                 .
                 Even
                 in
                 the
                 infancy
                 of
                 age
                 man
                 is
                 oft
                 times
                 left
                 as
                 Moses
                 sometime
                 was
                 ,
                 in
                 the
                 flouds
                 of
                 misery
                 ;
                 but
                 as
                 age
                 increaseth
                 ,
                 sorrow
                 increaseth
                 ,
                 because
                 sinne
                 increaseth
                 :
                 when
                 youth
                 runnes
                 most
                 at
                 randome
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 thinketh
                 it selfe
                 most
                 safe
                 ,
                 it
                 is
                 then
                 hemm'd
                 in
                 with
                 greatest
                 dangers
                 ;
                 then
                 the
                 rashfoole-hardy
                 minde
                 of
                 man
                 hurrieth
                 him
                 headlong
                 to
                 hell
                 ,
                 except
                 the
                 irresistible
                 power
                 of
                 Gods
                 preventing
                 grace
                 doth
                 speedily
                 stay
                 him
                 ;
                 then
                 his
                 wits
                 are
                 even
                 intoxicated
                 with
                 a
                 frenzie
                 of
                 iniquity
                 ,
                 and
                 wholly
                 bent
                 upon
                 riotousnesse
                 ,
                 rashnesse
                 ,
                 luxury
                 ,
                 jollitie
                 ,
                 superfluity
                 and
                 excesse
                 in
                 carnall
                 pleasures
                 .
                 Hee
                 then
                 devoteth
                 his
                 time
                 and
                 addicteth
                 himselfe
                 to
                 all
                 manner
                 of
                 evill
                 ,
                 drinking
                 ,
                 dancing
                 ,
                 revelling
                 ,
                 swaggering
                 ,
                 swearing
                 ,
                 whoring
                 ,
                 gaming
                 ,
                 quarreling
                 ,
                 fighting
                 ;
                 and
                 in
                 the
                 meane
                 while
                 never
                 thinkes
                 on
                 Heaven
                 ,
                 nor
                 feareth
                 hell
                 .
                 His
                 
                 head
                 is
                 frought
                 with
                 vanities
                 his
                 heart
                 with
                 fallacies
                 ,
                 where
                 by
                 his
                 soule
                 is
                 brought
                 into
                 ●
                 labyrinth
                 of
                 inextricable
                 miseries
                 .
                 So
                 great
                 is
                 the
                 temerity
                 o●
                 his
                 unadvised
                 minde
                 ,
                 that
                 n●
                 consideration
                 of
                 Gods
                 judgements
                 ,
                 either
                 past
                 ,
                 or
                 present
                 ,
                 or
                 to
                 come
                 ,
                 can
                 set
                 a
                 stop
                 to
                 his
                 wickednesse
                 .
                 His
                 youthfullnesse
                 damps
                 at
                 no
                 bogges
                 ,
                 quagmires
                 ,
                 hils
                 ,
                 or
                 mountaines
                 ;
                 but
                 wingeth
                 him
                 over
                 all
                 impediments
                 ,
                 mounts
                 him
                 over
                 all
                 motives
                 that
                 might
                 way-lay
                 his
                 sinnes
                 .
                 He
                 sticks
                 not
                 to
                 offen●
                 his
                 maker
                 ,
                 to
                 recrucifie
                 his
                 Redeemer
                 ,
                 to
                 resist
                 (
                 shall
                 I
                 say
                 his
                 Sanctifier
                 ,
                 no
                 ,
                 but
                 )
                 the
                 Spirit
                 whom
                 God
                 hath
                 given
                 to
                 be
                 his
                 sanctifier
                 :
                 and
                 if
                 hee
                 so
                 carry
                 
                 himselfe
                 toward
                 these
                 ,
                 no
                 mervaile
                 that
                 he
                 derideth
                 his
                 Tutor
                 ,
                 scornes
                 the
                 Minister
                 (
                 like
                 the
                 little
                 children
                 that
                 mock'd
                 Elisha
                 )
                 oppresseth
                 his
                 poore
                 brother
                 (
                 as
                 Pharaoh
                 did
                 the
                 
                   Israelites
                   :
                
                 )
                 spareth
                 not
                 Infants
                 (
                 no
                 more
                 then
                 Herod
                 did
                 )
                 regardeth
                 not
                 parents
                 ,
                 (
                 no
                 more
                 then
                 Hophni
                 and
                 Phinias
                 did
                 .
                 )
                 Let
                 the
                 mother
                 direct
                 him
                 ;
                 the
                 father
                 correct
                 him
                 ,
                 his
                 ancients
                 instruct
                 him
                 ,
                 alas
                 !
                 all
                 is
                 in
                 vaine
                 :
                 youth
                 makes
                 men
                 head-strong
                 ,
                 selfe-conceited
                 and
                 proud
                 ,
                 so
                 that
                 they
                 swell
                 with
                 an
                 overweening
                 opinion
                 of
                 their
                 owne
                 worth
                 ;
                 they
                 thinke
                 themselves
                 the
                 onely
                 wits
                 of
                 the
                 time
                 ,
                 the
                 onely
                 men
                 of
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 more
                 fit
                 to
                 teach
                 others
                 then
                 to
                 learne
                 
                 themselves
                 ,
                 more
                 able
                 to
                 give
                 then
                 to
                 take
                 advice
                 .
                 If
                 they
                 go
                 on
                 a
                 while
                 in
                 their
                 lewd
                 courses
                 without
                 the
                 restraining
                 and
                 renewing
                 Grace
                 of
                 God
                 ,
                 they
                 get
                 a
                 habit
                 of
                 evill
                 ,
                 are
                 hardned
                 through
                 the
                 custome
                 of
                 sinne
                 ,
                 none
                 may
                 resist
                 them
                 ,
                 none
                 compare
                 with
                 them
                 ,
                 no
                 law
                 of
                 God
                 or
                 man
                 can
                 restraine
                 them
                 ;
                 
                   They
                   take
                   counsell
                   together
                   against
                
                 
                 
                   the
                   Lord
                   ,
                   and
                   against
                   his
                   annointed
                   ,
                
                 saying
                 ,
                 
                   Let
                   us
                   breake
                   their
                   bands
                   asunder
                   ,
                   and
                   cast
                   away
                   their
                   cords
                   from
                   us
                   .
                
                 Whereupon
                 oftentimes
                 (
                 the
                 ripenesse
                 of
                 sinn●
                 being
                 hastened
                 by
                 outragiousnesse
                 
                 of
                 sinning
                 )
                 God
                 suddenly
                 cuts
                 them
                 off
                 ,
                 in
                 their
                 intemperancy
                 ,
                 luxury
                 ,
                 quarrels
                 ,
                 and
                 disorders
                 ;
                 which
                 shewes
                 the●
                 
                 vainenesse
                 to
                 be
                 meere
                 vanity
                 .
                 Suppose
                 they
                 grow
                 as
                 great
                 as
                 Tamberlaine
                 ,
                 yet
                 a
                 Gunne
                 ,
                 Pike
                 ,
                 Arrow
                 ;
                 nay
                 ,
                 a
                 Fly
                 ,
                 Flea
                 ,
                 or
                 Gnat
                 ,
                 a
                 dram
                 ,
                 nay
                 ,
                 a
                 drop
                 of
                 poyson
                 ,
                 proves
                 them
                 to
                 bee
                 vaine
                 men
                 :
                 one
                 of
                 these
                 silly
                 creatures
                 may
                 send
                 him
                 presently
                 to
                 his
                 Creator
                 to
                 receive
                 his
                 finall
                 doome
                 .
                 Yet
                 alas
                 !
                 what
                 doe
                 these
                 most
                 minde
                 ?
                 The
                 bum-basted
                 silken
                 Gallants
                 of
                 our
                 time
                 ,
                 that
                 come
                 forth
                 like
                 a
                 May
                 morning
                 ,
                 decked
                 with
                 all
                 the
                 glory
                 of
                 Art
                 ;
                 the
                 Epicurean
                 Cormerants
                 ,
                 the
                 gus●ing
                 and
                 tipling
                 tosse-pots
                 ,
                 the
                 dainty
                 painting
                 Dames
                 ,
                 the
                 dedicate
                 mincing
                 Ladies
                 ,
                 the
                 sweet-singing
                 Syrens
                 ,
                 the
                 dancing
                 Damsels
                 ,
                 the
                 finicall
                 youths
                 ,
                 the
                 couzening
                 Shop-keeper
                 ,
                 
                 the
                 crafty
                 Crafts-man
                 :
                 I
                 say
                 ,
                 what
                 doe
                 all
                 these
                 ,
                 but
                 set
                 their
                 minds
                 upon
                 vanitie
                 ,
                 upon
                 glory
                 ,
                 honour
                 ,
                 pride
                 ,
                 drosse
                 ,
                 and
                 such
                 like
                 trash
                 ,
                 which
                 weighed
                 in
                 the
                 ballance
                 of
                 the
                 Sanctuary
                 prove
                 lighter
                 then
                 vanity
                 ?
                 Doe
                 we
                 not
                 sometime
                 see
                 more
                 spent
                 upon
                 one
                 suite
                 in
                 Law
                 then
                 would
                 keepe
                 a
                 poore
                 Country
                 towne
                 with
                 the
                 inhabitants
                 for
                 a
                 whole
                 yeare
                 ?
                 See
                 wee
                 not
                 more
                 spent
                 upon
                 one
                 suite
                 of
                 apparell
                 ,
                 for
                 one
                 proud
                 carkasse
                 ,
                 then
                 would
                 build
                 Free-schoole
                 ?
                 So
                 that
                 the
                 cloathes
                 on
                 many
                 a
                 Gallant
                 backe
                 exceeds
                 his
                 Rent-day
                 See
                 wee
                 not
                 more
                 spent
                 upon
                 Feast
                 to
                 satisfie
                 the
                 curiosity
                 o●
                 a
                 few
                 ,
                 then
                 would
                 satisfie
                 th●
                 
                 necessity
                 of
                 a
                 hundred
                 poore
                 wretches
                 almost
                 famished
                 to
                 death
                 ?
                 See
                 wee
                 not
                 more
                 drunke
                 in
                 a
                 Taverne
                 at
                 one
                 sitting
                 by
                 a
                 small
                 company
                 ,
                 then
                 would
                 serve
                 a
                 troope
                 of
                 sturdy
                 Souldiers
                 in
                 the
                 field
                 ?
                 Many
                 goe
                 daily
                 to
                 the
                 Tavern
                 ,
                 where
                 they
                 sticke
                 not
                 to
                 spend
                 their
                 twelve
                 pence
                 ,
                 who
                 would
                 grudge
                 to
                 give
                 one
                 penny
                 ,
                 nay
                 ,
                 one
                 farthing
                 to
                 a
                 hungry
                 begger
                 .
                 Againe
                 ,
                 is
                 there
                 not
                 now
                 more
                 spent
                 upon
                 a
                 Ladies
                 feather
                 ,
                 then
                 would
                 pay
                 a
                 meane
                 mans
                 tythes
                 ?
                 Is
                 there
                 not
                 more
                 spent
                 upon
                 one
                 paire
                 of
                 sleeves
                 ,
                 then
                 would
                 cloath
                 sixe
                 bodies
                 ?
                 and
                 more
                 spent
                 at
                 a
                 Whitsun-ale
                 ,
                 then
                 would
                 keepe
                 the
                 poore
                 of
                 the
                 Parish
                 for
                 a
                 yeare
                 ?
                 Have
                 
                 wee
                 not
                 amongst
                 our
                 Gentry
                 ,
                 some
                 of
                 the
                 female
                 sexe
                 ,
                 who
                 will
                 spend
                 more
                 upon
                 a
                 Glasse
                 and
                 a
                 pot
                 of
                 complexion
                 ,
                 then
                 they
                 will
                 give
                 a
                 whole
                 yeare
                 at
                 their
                 gate
                 ?
                 they
                 must
                 be
                 menders
                 of
                 that
                 which
                 God
                 makes
                 ,
                 makers
                 of
                 that
                 which
                 God
                 marres
                 ,
                 turning
                 themselves
                 (
                 like
                 the
                 Camelion
                 )
                 into
                 all
                 shapes
                 ,
                 though
                 never
                 so
                 grisly
                 and
                 ougly
                 ;
                 and
                 being
                 never
                 well
                 till
                 they
                 be
                 most
                 ill
                 ,
                 never
                 (
                 as
                 they
                 conceit
                 )
                 in
                 fashion
                 ,
                 till
                 indeede
                 they
                 be
                 out
                 of
                 all
                 fashion
                 .
                 If
                 this
                 be
                 not
                 a
                 vanity
                 of
                 vanities
                 ,
                 who
                 can
                 tell
                 what
                 is
                 vanity
                 ?
                 Every
                 man
                 is
                 an
                 eye-witnesse
                 of
                 this
                 vanity
                 ,
                 the
                 more
                 is
                 the
                 pittie
                 that
                 it
                 should
                 bee
                 so
                 common
                 :
                 your
                 Lady
                 ,
                 the
                 Merchants
                 wife
                 ,
                 
                 the
                 trades
                 mans
                 wife
                 ,
                 nay
                 ,
                 all
                 of
                 all
                 sorts
                 are
                 a
                 degree
                 above
                 their
                 estate
                 .
                 Your
                 Gallant
                 is
                 no
                 man
                 ,
                 unlesse
                 his
                 haire
                 bee
                 of
                 the
                 womans
                 fashion
                 ,
                 dangling
                 and
                 waving
                 over
                 his
                 shoulders
                 ;
                 your
                 woman
                 no
                 body
                 ,
                 except
                 (
                 contrary
                 to
                 the
                 modesty
                 of
                 her
                 sexe
                 )
                 shee
                 be
                 halfe
                 (
                 at
                 least
                 )
                 of
                 the
                 mans
                 fashion
                 :
                 shee
                 jets
                 ,
                 she
                 cuts
                 ,
                 shee
                 rides
                 ,
                 she
                 sweares
                 ,
                 she
                 games
                 ,
                 she
                 smoakes
                 ,
                 shee
                 drinkes
                 ,
                 and
                 what
                 not
                 that
                 is
                 evill
                 ?
                 Shee
                 is
                 in
                 the
                 universall
                 portraiture
                 of
                 her
                 behaviour
                 ,
                 as
                 well
                 as
                 in
                 her
                 accoutrements
                 ,
                 more
                 then
                 halfe
                 a
                 man
                 ;
                 the
                 man
                 on
                 the
                 other
                 side
                 ,
                 no
                 lesse
                 womanish
                 .
                 We
                 may
                 well
                 admire
                 and
                 exclaime
                 with
                 the
                 Poet
                 ,
                 
                   O
                   tempora
                   !
                   O
                   mores
                
                 !
                 O
                 the
                 times
                 !
                 
                 O
                 the
                 manners
                 of
                 these
                 times
                 !
                 
                   O
                   quantum
                   est
                   in
                   rebus
                   mane
                   !
                
                 O
                 how
                 great
                 a
                 nothing
                 is
                 there
                 in
                 all
                 things
                 !
                 What
                 a
                 vanity
                 of
                 vanity
                 hath
                 overspread
                 the
                 age
                 we
                 live
                 in
                 ?
                 Were
                 our
                 forefathers
                 now
                 alive
                 to
                 be
                 spectators
                 of
                 this
                 vanity
                 ,
                 it
                 would
                 strike
                 them
                 into
                 amazement
                 .
                 In
                 their
                 dayes
                 the
                 Pike
                 ,
                 the
                 Speare
                 ,
                 the
                 Sword
                 ,
                 the
                 Bowe
                 ,
                 the
                 Arrow
                 ,
                 Musket
                 and
                 Caliever
                 ,
                 with
                 the
                 warlike
                 Horse
                 ,
                 were
                 the
                 object
                 of
                 exercise
                 and
                 recreation
                 :
                 Now
                 the
                 Pot
                 ,
                 the
                 Pipe
                 ,
                 Dice
                 and
                 Cards
                 ,
                 and
                 such
                 like
                 vanities
                 ,
                 indeed
                 worse
                 then
                 the
                 quintessence
                 of
                 the
                 extreamest
                 vanity
                 .
                 We
                 are
                 now
                 all
                 for
                 ease
                 ,
                 wee
                 must
                 lye
                 soft
                 ,
                 fare
                 deliciously
                 ,
                 goe
                 sumptuously
                 ,
                 drinke
                 Wine
                 in
                 bowles
                 ,
                 
                 carowse
                 healths
                 ,
                 till
                 health
                 bee
                 quite
                 drunke
                 away
                 ;
                 nay
                 ,
                 we
                 must
                 kneele
                 to
                 our
                 drinke
                 ,
                 when
                 we
                 will
                 not
                 kneele
                 to
                 him
                 that
                 gave
                 us
                 our
                 drinke
                 ;
                 we
                 doe
                 homage
                 to
                 that
                 which
                 takes
                 away
                 the
                 use
                 of
                 our
                 legges
                 ,
                 nay
                 ,
                 of
                 our
                 braines
                 ,
                 our
                 hearts
                 ,
                 wits
                 ,
                 sence
                 ,
                 reason
                 ,
                 when
                 we
                 refuse
                 homage
                 to
                 him
                 that
                 gave
                 us
                 all
                 these
                 .
                 O
                 vaine
                 man
                 that
                 dost
                 thus
                 forget
                 thy
                 God
                 ,
                 and
                 abuse
                 thy selfe
                 !
                 why
                 dost
                 thou
                 thus
                 suffer
                 thy selfe
                 to
                 be
                 swallowed
                 up
                 in
                 the
                 gulfe
                 of
                 vanity
                 ,
                 which
                 hath
                 no
                 bottome
                 but
                 misery
                 ?
                 Why
                 sufferest
                 thou
                 the
                 Divell
                 thus
                 to
                 take
                 thee
                 on
                 the
                 hip
                 ,
                 that
                 he
                 may
                 cast
                 thee
                 downe
                 into
                 the
                 Abisse
                 of
                 hell
                 ?
                 Art
                 thou
                 so
                 bewitched
                 with
                 that
                 which
                 will
                 
                 have
                 an
                 end
                 ,
                 a
                 sudden
                 end
                 ,
                 a
                 wretched
                 end
                 ?
                 Thy
                 honey
                 will
                 prove
                 Gall
                 in
                 the
                 end
                 ,
                 and
                 thy
                 Wine
                 ,
                 Vinegar
                 .
                 In
                 these
                 faire
                 roses
                 of
                 vanity
                 the
                 Divell
                 hides
                 his
                 pins
                 ,
                 that
                 shall
                 pricke
                 thee
                 ,
                 when
                 thou
                 lookest
                 to
                 be
                 refreshed
                 with
                 their
                 sweet
                 smels
                 .
                 These
                 vanities
                 we
                 purchase
                 at
                 no
                 easie
                 rate
                 ;
                 it
                 is
                 with
                 the
                 procurement
                 of
                 punishment
                 ,
                 and
                 losse
                 of
                 happinesse
                 :
                 As
                 the
                 bird
                 that
                 accepts
                 of
                 the
                 Fowlers
                 meat
                 ,
                 buyes
                 it
                 full
                 dearely
                 ,
                 with
                 the
                 losse
                 of
                 her
                 owne
                 life
                 :
                 so
                 when
                 we
                 accept
                 these
                 vanities
                 from
                 the
                 Divell
                 ,
                 it
                 is
                 with
                 the
                 losse
                 of
                 better
                 things
                 ,
                 in
                 price
                 above
                 the
                 whole
                 world
                 .
                 In
                 these
                 contracts
                 with
                 Satan
                 ,
                 we
                 make
                 Esau's
                 penniworth
                 ,
                 sell
                 Heaven
                 
                 for
                 a
                 messe
                 of
                 pottage
                 ;
                 Glaucus
                 exchange
                 ,
                 Gold
                 for
                 Copper
                 .
                 Now
                 thou
                 art
                 pompering
                 thy
                 corruptible
                 flesh
                 ;
                 but
                 let
                 pale
                 death
                 step
                 in
                 ,
                 and
                 clap
                 thee
                 on
                 the
                 shoulder
                 ,
                 wher
                 's
                 thy
                 mirth
                 ,
                 wher
                 's
                 thy
                 felicity
                 ?
                 thy
                 voluptuous
                 vanity
                 doth
                 presently
                 expire
                 .
                 There
                 is
                 a
                 banquet
                 set
                 before
                 thee
                 ,
                 in
                 which
                 are
                 all
                 varieties
                 of
                 delicacies
                 ,
                 but
                 alas
                 !
                 every
                 one
                 poysoned
                 :
                 darest
                 thou
                 touch
                 or
                 taste
                 any
                 one
                 of
                 them
                 ?
                 by
                 sin
                 thou
                 poysonest
                 all
                 those
                 outward
                 blessings
                 of
                 God
                 ,
                 which
                 in
                 themselves
                 are
                 wholesome
                 and
                 good
                 :
                 and
                 wilt
                 thou
                 ingurgitate
                 that
                 which
                 is
                 poyson
                 to
                 thy
                 soule
                 ?
                 Tell
                 me
                 ,
                 when
                 all
                 is
                 done
                 ,
                 two
                 or
                 three
                 hundred
                 yeares
                 hence
                 ,
                 what
                 thou
                 wilt
                 be
                 
                 the
                 better
                 for
                 all
                 thy
                 dainties
                 ,
                 more
                 then
                 the
                 poore
                 man
                 that
                 never
                 tasted
                 them
                 ?
                 Nay
                 ,
                 how
                 much
                 better
                 in
                 the
                 day
                 of
                 triall
                 ,
                 and
                 at
                 the
                 houre
                 of
                 death
                 ?
                 Then
                 all
                 thy
                 pride
                 ,
                 pompe
                 ,
                 and
                 pleasure
                 shall
                 be
                 turned
                 into
                 squaled
                 deformity
                 ,
                 &
                 irrecoverable
                 calamity
                 ;
                 then
                 vanity
                 shewes
                 it selfe
                 in
                 the
                 proper
                 colours
                 ,
                 then
                 death
                 ,
                 and
                 knell
                 ,
                 and
                 hell
                 doe
                 all
                 conspire
                 to
                 aggravate
                 thy
                 sorrow
                 ;
                 yea
                 ,
                 then
                 hell
                 begins
                 to
                 come
                 to
                 thee
                 before
                 thou
                 come
                 to
                 it
                 ;
                 thy
                 eyes
                 sleepe
                 not
                 ,
                 thy
                 senses
                 rest
                 not
                 ,
                 thy
                 perplexed
                 heart
                 burnes
                 within
                 thee
                 ,
                 thy
                 wounded
                 conscience
                 bleeds
                 within
                 thee
                 ;
                 thou
                 seest
                 nothing
                 but
                 terror
                 ,
                 thou
                 feelest
                 nothing
                 but
                 horror
                 ;
                 thou
                 thinkest
                 thy
                 
                 selfe
                 to
                 be
                 haunted
                 with
                 sprights
                 ,
                 ghosts
                 ,
                 and
                 hellish
                 furies
                 ,
                 stinging
                 thee
                 with
                 Adders
                 ,
                 pursuing
                 thee
                 with
                 Torches
                 and
                 fire-brand
                 .
                 That
                 saying
                 of
                 the
                 Heathen
                 man
                 is
                 then
                 ,
                 if
                 not
                 before
                 ,
                 verified
                 :
                 
                   Suae
                   quemque
                   exagitant
                   furiae
                
                 ;
                 every
                 man
                 is
                 tormented
                 with
                 his
                 owne
                 fury
                 ,
                 which
                 is
                 his
                 conscience
                 .
                 Besides
                 thy
                 wife
                 ,
                 children
                 ,
                 or
                 other
                 friends
                 (
                 to
                 the
                 exasperating
                 of
                 thy
                 griefe
                 )
                 doe
                 stand
                 about
                 thee
                 weeping
                 ,
                 as
                 loath
                 to
                 part
                 from
                 thee
                 :
                 whereas
                 thy
                 sinnes
                 follow
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 will
                 follow
                 thee
                 ,
                 doe
                 what
                 thou
                 canst
                 ;
                 hell
                 gapes
                 before
                 thee
                 with
                 a
                 wide
                 mouth
                 as
                 ready
                 to
                 devoure
                 thee
                 ,
                 destruction
                 on
                 both
                 sides
                 attends
                 thee
                 :
                 backe
                 thou
                 canst
                 not
                 goe
                 ,
                 for
                 a
                 
                 dead
                 corps
                 followes
                 thee
                 so
                 neere
                 that
                 thou
                 canst
                 not
                 part
                 from
                 it
                 ,
                 it
                 is
                 tied
                 unto
                 thee
                 with
                 an
                 indissolveable
                 knot
                 ;
                 besides
                 ,
                 conscience
                 followes
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 cries
                 out
                 against
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 will
                 not
                 leave
                 thee
                 ;
                 continually
                 it
                 presents
                 thee
                 with
                 the
                 dreadfull
                 spectacle
                 of
                 thy
                 dolefull
                 and
                 wofull
                 sinnes
                 .
                 If
                 this
                 were
                 now
                 seriously
                 considered
                 ,
                 how
                 would
                 it
                 make
                 thy
                 heart
                 to
                 ake
                 with
                 grieving
                 ,
                 thy
                 eyes
                 to
                 swell
                 with
                 weeping
                 ,
                 thy
                 hands
                 to
                 bee
                 alwaies
                 lifted
                 up
                 ,
                 thy
                 knees
                 ever
                 bended
                 ?
                 How
                 wouldest
                 thou
                 strive
                 to
                 subdue
                 thy
                 flesh
                 to
                 the
                 spirit
                 ,
                 sensuality
                 to
                 reason
                 ,
                 reason
                 to
                 faith
                 ,
                 and
                 faith
                 to
                 the
                 service
                 of
                 God
                 ?
                 But
                 thou
                 dost
                 not
                 now
                 consider
                 this
                 ,
                 that
                 thy
                 sinne
                 is
                 so
                 
                 fast
                 linkt
                 to
                 thy
                 conscience
                 ,
                 that
                 at
                 the
                 last
                 (
                 albeit
                 not
                 before
                 )
                 it
                 will
                 pull
                 and
                 hale
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 rack
                 and
                 prick
                 thy
                 conscience
                 ,
                 which
                 wil
                 accuse
                 ,
                 convict
                 ,
                 &
                 condemne
                 thee
                 :
                 all
                 thy
                 vanities
                 ,
                 all
                 thy
                 iniquities
                 ,
                 will
                 then
                 pursue
                 thee
                 like
                 so
                 many
                 furious
                 ghosts
                 .
                 Then
                 
                   ex
                   ore
                   tuo
                
                 ,
                 out
                 of
                 thy
                 own
                 mouth
                 shalt
                 thou
                 be
                 judged
                 ,
                 thou
                 evill
                 servant
                 :
                 thy
                 owne
                 mouth
                 shall
                 confesse
                 that
                 thou
                 hast
                 followed
                 nothing
                 but
                 vanity
                 :
                 What
                 a
                 vanity
                 was
                 it
                 for
                 me
                 to
                 make
                 earth
                 my
                 heaven
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 to
                 admire
                 and
                 even
                 adore
                 this
                 earth
                 ,
                 that
                 it
                 is
                 a
                 hell
                 to
                 forsake
                 it
                 ?
                 What
                 a
                 wofull
                 bargaine
                 have
                 I
                 made
                 to
                 sell
                 my
                 soule
                 for
                 vanity
                 ?
                 I
                 was
                 borne
                 in
                 vanity
                 ,
                 I
                 have
                 lived
                 in
                 vanity
                 ,
                 and
                 it
                 is
                 
                 my
                 feare
                 that
                 I
                 shall
                 dye
                 in
                 vanity
                 .
                 Oh
                 how
                 griefe
                 followeth
                 griefe
                 ?
                 my
                 heart
                 is
                 terrified
                 ,
                 my
                 thoughts
                 hurried
                 ,
                 my
                 conscience
                 tortured
                 ,
                 I
                 fry
                 in
                 anguish
                 ,
                 I
                 freeze
                 in
                 paine
                 ,
                 I
                 stand
                 agast
                 and
                 know
                 not
                 which
                 way
                 to
                 turne
                 me
                 :
                 my
                 friends
                 must
                 forsake
                 me
                 ,
                 my
                 foes
                 wil
                 deride
                 me
                 ,
                 my
                 earthly
                 joyes
                 and
                 comforts
                 (
                 I
                 should
                 call
                 them
                 vanities
                 )
                 have
                 betraid
                 me
                 .
                 Indeed
                 my
                 friends
                 may
                 goe
                 with
                 me
                 to
                 the
                 grave
                 ,
                 but
                 there
                 they
                 must
                 leave
                 me
                 ;
                 my
                 riches
                 ,
                 pleasures
                 ,
                 and
                 such
                 like
                 vanities
                 vanish
                 before
                 ;
                 but
                 my
                 sinnes
                 and
                 conscience
                 will
                 never
                 leave
                 me
                 ;
                 the
                 divell
                 will
                 still
                 pursue
                 me
                 :
                 hee
                 that
                 tempts
                 me
                 now
                 to
                 sinne
                 ,
                 will
                 then
                 torment
                 me
                 for
                 sinning
                 ,
                 
                 untill
                 I
                 cry
                 out
                 with
                 
                   Caine
                   ,
                   My
                   punishment
                   is
                   greater
                   then
                   I
                   can
                   beare
                   .
                   A
                   horse
                   is
                   but
                   a
                   vaine
                   thing
                   to
                   save
                   a
                   man
                   ,
                
                 said
                 the
                 sweet
                 singer
                 of
                 Israel
                 :
                 so
                 say
                 I
                 ,
                 all
                 earthly
                 things
                 are
                 too
                 vaine
                 to
                 save
                 a
                 man
                 ,
                 to
                 make
                 him
                 blessed
                 ,
                 I
                 appeale
                 to
                 the
                 conscience
                 of
                 every
                 man
                 ,
                 if
                 thou
                 hast
                 tried
                 the
                 pleasures
                 of
                 vanity
                 (
                 and
                 who
                 hath
                 not
                 ?
                 )
                 whether
                 thou
                 maist
                 not
                 take
                 up
                 the
                 words
                 of
                 Saint
                 
                   Paul
                   ,
                   What
                   fruit
                   have
                   I
                   of
                   those
                
                 
                 
                   things
                   ,
                   whereof
                   I
                   am
                   now
                   ashamed
                   ?
                
                 Shame
                 ,
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 and
                 guilt
                 ,
                 and
                 punishment
                 are
                 the
                 fruit
                 of
                 vanity
                 :
                 enough
                 I
                 thinke
                 to
                 rend
                 our
                 hearts
                 from
                 affecting
                 of
                 it
                 .
                 Thinke
                 upon
                 this
                 thou
                 that
                 art
                 in
                 the
                 trace
                 of
                 vanity
                 ,
                 that
                 thou
                 maist
                 make
                 a
                 retreat
                 ;
                 
                 loose
                 no
                 more
                 time
                 herein
                 (
                 for
                 thou
                 hast
                 already
                 lost
                 too
                 much
                 )
                 
                   redeeme
                   the
                   time
                   ,
                   because
                   the
                   dayes
                   are
                   evill
                
                 ;
                 and
                 why
                 are
                 they
                 evill
                 ,
                 but
                 because
                 they
                 are
                 vaine
                 ?
                 Whatsoever
                 is
                 without
                 the
                 circumference
                 of
                 evill
                 ,
                 is
                 above
                 the
                 sphere
                 of
                 vanity
                 .
                 Resolve
                 therefore
                 with
                 thy selfe
                 that
                 all
                 things
                 earthly
                 ,
                 worldly
                 ,
                 carnall
                 ,
                 sinfull
                 ,
                 are
                 vaine
                 :
                 
                   the
                   fashion
                   of
                   this
                   world
                   passeth
                   away
                   ,
                
                 saith
                 the
                 Apostle
                 ,
                 1
                 Cor.
                 7.
                 3.
                 
                 
                   The
                   fashion
                
                 ,
                 
                   〈◊〉
                   〈◊〉
                   〈◊〉
                   〈◊〉
                   〈◊〉
                
                 ,
                 a
                 word
                 very
                 emphaticall
                 :
                 it
                 signifies
                 first
                 an
                 accidentall
                 and
                 externall
                 figure
                 without
                 substance
                 ;
                 secondly
                 ,
                 the
                 habit
                 ,
                 vesture
                 or
                 cloathing
                 of
                 a
                 thing
                 .
                 Saint
                 Paul
                 useth
                 this
                 word
                 to
                 debase
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 by
                 intimating
                 unto
                 us
                 ,
                 
                 that
                 the
                 world
                 is
                 
                   cloathed
                   with
                   a
                   vesture
                
                 ,
                 that
                 is
                 ,
                 wearing
                 and
                 wasting
                 ,
                 the
                 fashion
                 of
                 it
                 lasteth
                 but
                 for
                 a
                 time
                 ,
                 it
                 is
                 ready
                 every
                 houre
                 to
                 put
                 on
                 a
                 
                   new
                   fashion
                
                 :
                 againe
                 ,
                 by
                 intimating
                 unto
                 us
                 that
                 the
                 world
                 is
                 
                   without
                   any
                   substantiall
                   forme
                
                 ,
                 like
                 unto
                 shewes
                 and
                 shadowes
                 ,
                 that
                 vanish
                 in
                 the
                 representation
                 .
                 Saint
                 Luke
                 cals
                 all
                 Agrippa's
                 pompe
                 but
                 a
                 
                   fancie
                   :
                   David
                
                 cals
                 the
                 yeares
                 of
                 a
                 man
                 but
                 a
                 
                   tale
                   ,
                   Psal
                
                 .
                 90.
                 9.
                 
                 
                   We
                   spend
                   our
                   yeares
                   as
                   a
                   tale
                   that
                   is
                   told
                   .
                
                 As
                 a
                 tale
                 ,
                 nay
                 ,
                 as
                 a
                 thought
                 (
                 for
                 so
                 much
                 the
                 originall
                 word
                 doth
                 import
                 )
                 and
                 how
                 many
                 thoughts
                 may
                 a
                 man
                 have
                 in
                 an
                 houre
                 ?
                 Nothing
                 is
                 more
                 changable
                 then
                 a
                 vesture
                 ,
                 nothing
                 more
                 fugitive
                 then
                 a
                 shadow
                 ,
                 
                 nothing
                 more
                 fickle
                 then
                 a
                 fancie
                 ,
                 nothing
                 more
                 swift
                 then
                 thought
                 .
                 What
                 a
                 disproportion
                 therefore
                 is
                 it
                 for
                 the
                 immortall
                 soule
                 of
                 a
                 man
                 to
                 bee
                 fastened
                 unto
                 things
                 which
                 are
                 of
                 such
                 a
                 variable
                 nature
                 ?
                 What
                 a
                 folly
                 for
                 us
                 to
                 preferre
                 those
                 which
                 are
                 but
                 momentary
                 (
                 for
                 so
                 I
                 may
                 more
                 truely
                 call
                 them
                 then
                 temporall
                 )
                 unto
                 those
                 things
                 which
                 are
                 indeed
                 eternall
                 ?
                 Glasses
                 are
                 in
                 great
                 use
                 amongst
                 us
                 ,
                 yet
                 because
                 of
                 their
                 brittlenesse
                 who
                 esteemes
                 them
                 precious
                 ?
                 Wee
                 smell
                 to
                 flowers
                 ,
                 because
                 they
                 are
                 sweet
                 ;
                 but
                 because
                 they
                 are
                 fading
                 ,
                 we
                 regard
                 them
                 thereafter
                 .
                 It
                 were
                 well
                 if
                 we
                 would
                 deale
                 thus
                 with
                 all
                 other
                 vanities
                 ,
                 viz.
                 regard
                 them
                 as
                 they
                 
                 are
                 :
                 use
                 the
                 creatures
                 we
                 may
                 ,
                 but
                 not
                 abuse
                 them
                 ;
                 serve
                 our selves
                 of
                 them
                 ,
                 but
                 not
                 serve
                 them
                 ;
                 injoy
                 them
                 ,
                 but
                 not
                 over-joy
                 in
                 them
                 .
              
               
                 Now
                 because
                 examples
                 are
                 very
                 effectuall
                 ,
                 whether
                 we
                 use
                 them
                 by
                 way
                 of
                 dehortation
                 ,
                 or
                 whether
                 by
                 way
                 of
                 exhortation
                 ,
                 let
                 me
                 propound
                 one
                 or
                 two
                 in
                 this
                 matter
                 whereof
                 I
                 am
                 treating
                 ,
                 that
                 by
                 them
                 thou
                 maist
                 be
                 beaten
                 off
                 from
                 the
                 vanities
                 and
                 iniquities
                 of
                 this
                 present
                 evill
                 world
                 .
                 When
                 Alexander
                 in
                 the
                 height
                 of
                 his
                 glory
                 kept
                 *
                 a
                 Parliament
                 of
                 the
                 whole
                 world
                 ,
                 himselfe
                 was
                 summoned
                 by
                 death
                 to
                 appeare
                 in
                 another
                 world
                 .
                 It
                 was
                 a
                 wonderfull
                 president
                 of
                 the
                 vanity
                 and
                 variety
                 
                 of
                 humane
                 condition
                 (
                 saith
                 the
                 Historian
                 )
                 to
                 see
                 mighty
                 
                 Zerxes
                 flote
                 and
                 flye
                 away
                 in
                 a
                 small
                 vessel
                 ,
                 who
                 before
                 wanted
                 Sea-roome
                 for
                 his
                 Ships
                 .
                 When
                 Belshazzar
                 was
                 laughing
                 and
                 
                 quaffing
                 with
                 his
                 Princes
                 and
                 Concubines
                 ,
                 carowsing
                 healths
                 in
                 the
                 sacred
                 Vessels
                 ;
                 deaths
                 secretary
                 ,
                 the
                 hand-writing
                 on
                 the
                 wall
                 ,
                 told
                 him
                 he
                 was
                 weighed
                 in
                 the
                 ballance
                 ,
                 and
                 his
                 Kingdome
                 was
                 finished
                 .
                 And
                 before
                 him
                 his
                 father
                 Nebuchadnezzar
                 (
                 at
                 that
                 time
                 the
                 greatest
                 Monarch
                 in
                 the
                 world
                 )
                 as
                 hee
                 was
                 strouting
                 in
                 his
                 Galleries
                 ,
                 and
                 boasting
                 of
                 his
                 owne
                 power
                 and
                 honour
                 ,
                 a
                 voyce
                 from
                 Heaven
                 told
                 him
                 that
                 his
                 Kingdome
                 was
                 departed
                 from
                 him
                 ,
                 that
                 he
                 
                 
                 should
                 be
                 driven
                 from
                 amongst
                 men
                 ,
                 that
                 hee
                 should
                 have
                 his
                 dwelling
                 with
                 the
                 Beasts
                 of
                 the
                 field
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
                 And
                 the
                 sentence
                 was
                 fulfilled
                 on
                 him
                 the
                 same
                 houre
                 .
                 So
                 Zedekiah
                 was
                 a
                 lively
                 spectacle
                 
                 of
                 this
                 worlds
                 vanity
                 and
                 misery
                 ,
                 who
                 of
                 a
                 potent
                 King
                 became
                 a
                 miserable
                 captive
                 ,
                 saw
                 his
                 children
                 slaine
                 before
                 his
                 face
                 ,
                 after
                 that
                 had
                 his
                 eyes
                 put
                 out
                 ,
                 and
                 died
                 miserably
                 in
                 prison
                 .
                 I
                 had
                 almost
                 forgotten
                 Salomon
                 ,
                 the
                 wisest
                 King
                 that
                 ever
                 
                 was
                 ,
                 having
                 given
                 himselfe
                 to
                 take
                 pleasure
                 in
                 pleasant
                 things
                 ,
                 having
                 made
                 great
                 workes
                 ,
                 built
                 goodly
                 Houses
                 ,
                 planted
                 Vineyards
                 ,
                 Gardens
                 ,
                 and
                 Orchards
                 ,
                 and
                 planted
                 in
                 them
                 trees
                 of
                 all
                 fruit
                 ,
                 and
                 having
                 gathered
                 silver
                 
                 and
                 gold
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 chiefe
                 treasures
                 of
                 Kings
                 and
                 Provinces
                 ,
                 being
                 now
                 full
                 of
                 wisedome
                 ,
                 and
                 schooled
                 with
                 experience
                 ,
                 he
                 is
                 licensed
                 to
                 give
                 his
                 sentence
                 of
                 the
                 whole
                 world
                 ,
                 and
                 every
                 man
                 knowes
                 what
                 his
                 censure
                 was
                 :
                 
                   Vanity
                   of
                   vanities
                
                 ,
                 
                 
                   vanity
                   of
                   vanities
                   ,
                   all
                   is
                   vanity
                   .
                
                 This
                 wise
                 King
                 travelled
                 all
                 the
                 world
                 over
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 further
                 he
                 went
                 the
                 more
                 vanity
                 he
                 did
                 see
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 neerer
                 hee
                 looked
                 ,
                 the
                 greater
                 it
                 seemed
                 ,
                 till
                 at
                 last
                 he
                 could
                 see
                 nothing
                 but
                 vanity
                 .
                 Wouldst
                 thou
                 know
                 what
                 is
                 to
                 bee
                 seene
                 ,
                 or
                 heard
                 ,
                 or
                 had
                 in
                 this
                 vast
                 Universe
                 ?
                 Vanity
                 saith
                 Salomon
                 ,
                 yea
                 
                   vanity
                   of
                   vanities
                
                 ;
                 and
                 what
                 else
                 ?
                 
                   Vanity
                   of
                   vanities
                
                 .
                 And
                 what
                 else
                 ?
                 
                 
                   All
                   is
                   vanity
                
                 .
                 Nothing
                 beneath
                 the
                 Moone
                 that
                 hath
                 not
                 a
                 tincture
                 of
                 vanity
                 .
                 Nay
                 ,
                 the
                 Moone
                 it self
                 ,
                 the
                 Sunne
                 ,
                 all
                 the
                 Planets
                 ,
                 all
                 the
                 Starres
                 ,
                 the
                 whole
                 body
                 of
                 the
                 Heavens
                 ,
                 is
                 become
                 subject
                 to
                 Vanity
                 .
                 The
                 creature
                 is
                 subject
                 unto
                 Vanity
                 ,
                 saith
                 the
                 Apostle
                 ,
                 Rom.
                 8.
                 20.
                 that
                 is
                 ,
                 the
                 whole
                 frame
                 of
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 consisting
                 of
                 the
                 coelestiall
                 and
                 elementary
                 region
                 ,
                 the
                 visible
                 heavens
                 with
                 all
                 their
                 goodly
                 furniture
                 of
                 Starres
                 and
                 of
                 coelestiall
                 bodies
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 earth
                 with
                 her
                 ornaments
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 other
                 elements
                 .
                 
                   The
                   Heavens
                   shall
                   perish
                
                 ,
                 
                 
                   and
                   they
                   shall
                   waxe
                   old
                   as
                   doth
                   a
                   garment
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   Lord
                   shall
                   change
                   them
                   as
                   a
                   vesture
                   ,
                   and
                   they
                   shall
                   bee
                   changed
                   .
                
                 As
                 a
                 garment
                 
                 the
                 older
                 it
                 waxeth
                 ,
                 the
                 lesse
                 comely
                 it
                 is
                 ,
                 the
                 lesse
                 able
                 to
                 warme
                 him
                 that
                 weares
                 it
                 :
                 so
                 the
                 materiall
                 heavens
                 by
                 continuance
                 of
                 yeares
                 decrease
                 in
                 beauty
                 and
                 veitue
                 .
                 The
                 neerer
                 the
                 Sunne
                 drawes
                 to
                 the
                 end
                 of
                 his
                 daily
                 course
                 ,
                 the
                 lesse
                 is
                 his
                 strength
                 ;
                 in
                 the
                 evening
                 wee
                 feele
                 the
                 Sunne
                 to
                 decay
                 in
                 his
                 heat
                 ,
                 and
                 he
                 waxeth
                 alway
                 the
                 weaker
                 .
                 Now
                 if
                 those
                 superiour
                 bodies
                 ,
                 then
                 much
                 more
                 things
                 inferiour
                 and
                 sublunary
                 are
                 included
                 within
                 the
                 compasse
                 of
                 vanity
                 .
              
               
                 But
                 it
                 was
                 my
                 purpose
                 when
                 I
                 first
                 set
                 upon
                 this
                 subject
                 ,
                 so
                 ample
                 and
                 large
                 ,
                 to
                 be
                 so
                 much
                 the
                 more
                 short
                 :
                 even
                 understanding
                 can
                 of
                 it self
                 
                 scourse
                 ,
                 where
                 such
                 plenty
                 of
                 ●atter
                 is
                 offered
                 .
                 I
                 have
                 there●●re
                 (
                 according
                 to
                 the
                 modell
                 ●f
                 that
                 gift
                 which
                 God
                 hath
                 ●●en
                 me
                 )
                 contrived
                 a
                 great
                 picture
                 in
                 a
                 little
                 ring
                 ,
                 set
                 forth
                 the
                 ●eat
                 vanity
                 of
                 this
                 world
                 in
                 a
                 ●●tle
                 Map.
                 
              
               
                 Let
                 us
                 now
                 learne
                 the
                 lesson
                 ●f
                 Saint
                 Iohn
                 ,
                 the
                 beloved
                 Dis●●ple
                 of
                 Christ
                 ,
                 who
                 wrote
                 so
                 ●uch
                 of
                 love
                 ,
                 doth
                 yet
                 dehort
                 ●
                 from
                 loving
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 1
                 
                 Iohn
                 ●
                 15.
                 
                 
                   Love
                   not
                   the
                   world
                   ,
                   neither
                   ●e
                   things
                   that
                   are
                   in
                   the
                   world
                   .
                
                 Why
                 not
                 the
                 world
                 ?
                 for
                 three
                 ●asons
                 :
                 1.
                 
                 
                   If
                   any
                   man
                   love
                   the
                   ●orld
                   ,
                   the
                   love
                   of
                   the
                   Father
                   is
                   not
                   ●
                   him
                   .
                
                 2.
                 
                 
                   All
                   that
                   is
                   in
                   the
                   world
                   ,
                   ●e
                   lust
                   of
                   the
                   flesh
                   ,
                   the
                   lust
                   of
                   the
                   ●●s
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   pride
                   of
                   life
                   ,
                   is
                   not
                
                 
                 
                   of
                   the
                   Father
                   ,
                   but
                   is
                   of
                   the
                   world
                
                 3.
                 
                 
                   The
                   World
                   passeth
                   away
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   lust
                   thereof
                   :
                
                 that
                 is
                 ,
                 it
                 is
                 vain
                 and
                 vanishing
                 ,
                 yea
                 in
                 the
                 abstract
                 Vanity
                 .
                 For
                 these
                 reason
                 we
                 must
                 not
                 suffer
                 our
                 hearts
                 t●
                 cleave
                 to
                 the
                 best
                 things
                 in
                 th●
                 world
                 ,
                 as
                 if
                 happinesse
                 were
                 t●
                 be
                 found
                 in
                 them
                 .
                 Follow
                 th●
                 counsell
                 of
                 the
                 Holy
                 Ghos●
                 1
                 Cor.
                 7.
                 31.
                 
                 Use
                 this
                 world
                 〈◊〉
                 though
                 thou
                 used
                 it
                 not
                 ,
                 for
                 th●
                 fashion
                 of
                 this
                 world
                 goeth
                 〈◊〉
                 way
                 .
                 Use
                 the
                 things
                 of
                 th●
                 world
                 as
                 helpes
                 to
                 thee
                 in
                 th●
                 travell
                 to
                 heaven-ward
                 ,
                 but
                 〈◊〉
                 them
                 not
                 steale
                 away
                 thy
                 hea●●
                 from
                 better
                 things
                 ,
                 from
                 Go●
                 and
                 Christ
                 ,
                 and
                 Heaven
                 ,
                 an●
                 peace
                 of
                 conscience
                 ,
                 and
                 joy
                 the
                 Holy
                 Ghost
                 :
                 these
                 must
                 d●light
                 
                 the
                 heart
                 of
                 a
                 Christian
                 ,
                 who
                 was
                 
                   redeemed
                   ,
                   not
                   with
                   corruptible
                   things
                   ,
                   as
                   silver
                   and
                   gold
                   ,
                
                 
                 
                   but
                   with
                   the
                   precious
                   bloud
                
                 of
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 ,
                 in
                 comparison
                 of
                 whom
                 all
                 the
                 things
                 of
                 the
                 world
                 must
                 seeme
                 losse
                 and
                 drosse
                 ,
                 and
                 dung
                 ,
                 and
                 whatsoever
                 is
                 most
                 despicable
                 in
                 the
                 eyes
                 of
                 man.
                 
                   If
                   riches
                   increase
                   ,
                   set
                   not
                   thy
                   heart
                   upon
                   them
                   :
                
                 no
                 ●reasure
                 ,
                 no
                 pleasure
                 ,
                 no
                 honour
                 ,
                 nor
                 gold
                 ,
                 nor
                 plate
                 ,
                 nor
                 jewels
                 ,
                 
                 nor
                 house
                 ,
                 nor
                 land
                 ,
                 nor
                 apparell
                 ,
                 nor
                 friends
                 ,
                 must
                 steale
                 away
                 thy
                 heart
                 .
                 We
                 must
                 be
                 ●ffected
                 to
                 these
                 things
                 ,
                 as
                 Theodoricke
                 the
                 good
                 King
                 of
                 A●●taine
                 
                 was
                 with
                 his
                 play
                 ;
                 *
                 
                   In
                   good
                   casts
                   he
                   was
                   silent
                   ,
                   in
                   ill
                   mer●y
                   ,
                   in
                   neither
                   angry
                   ,
                   in
                   both
                   a
                
                 
                 Phylosopher
                 ,
                 or
                 a
                 wise
                 man.
                 We
                 must
                 not
                 make
                 these
                 a
                 rivall
                 unto
                 God
                 ,
                 we
                 must
                 not
                 leaue
                 upon
                 these
                 by
                 our
                 confidence
                 :
                 for
                 they
                 are
                 a
                 reed
                 that
                 shall
                 quickly
                 breake
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 shivers
                 will
                 run
                 into
                 our
                 hand
                 .
              
               
                 Death
                 is
                 the
                 most
                 terrible
                 of
                 all
                 things
                 that
                 are
                 terrible
                 ,
                 said
                 the
                 Philosopher
                 Aristotle
                 :
                 it
                 is
                 terrible
                 both
                 to
                 man
                 and
                 beast
                 ,
                 but
                 most
                 terrible
                 to
                 a
                 wicked
                 man
                 that
                 is
                 worse
                 then
                 a
                 beast
                 ,
                 when
                 he
                 remembers
                 his
                 sinfull
                 life
                 past
                 ,
                 the
                 complexion
                 of
                 his
                 flesh
                 ,
                 the
                 palenesse
                 of
                 his
                 face
                 ,
                 the
                 dissolution
                 of
                 his
                 members
                 ,
                 the
                 rottennesse
                 of
                 his
                 bones
                 ,
                 the
                 obscurenesse
                 of
                 his
                 grave
                 ,
                 the
                 solitarinesse
                 of
                 his
                 sepulcher
                 ,
                 the
                 gnawing
                 of
                 wormes
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 
                 like
                 .
                 But
                 alas
                 (
                 albeit
                 these
                 are
                 terrible
                 ,
                 yet
                 )
                 these
                 are
                 nothing
                 without
                 the
                 consideration
                 of
                 sin
                 ,
                 which
                 is
                 the
                 sting
                 of
                 death
                 ,
                 the
                 strength
                 and
                 victory
                 of
                 the
                 grave
                 .
                 Thinke
                 upon
                 thy
                 sinnes
                 ,
                 whereof
                 thou
                 art
                 guilty
                 ,
                 and
                 for
                 which
                 thou
                 must
                 dye
                 ,
                 as
                 the
                 condemned
                 malefactor
                 that
                 after
                 sentence
                 pronounced
                 ,
                 is
                 hurried
                 to
                 the
                 fatall
                 place
                 of
                 execution
                 ,
                 to
                 suffer
                 deserved
                 punishment
                 .
                 Remember
                 ,
                 yea
                 againe
                 and
                 againe
                 .
                 I
                 say
                 ,
                 remember
                 ,
                 how
                 miserably
                 ,
                 how
                 violently
                 ,
                 how
                 suddainely
                 ,
                 others
                 have
                 suffered
                 death
                 ,
                 that
                 were
                 guilty
                 of
                 those
                 sins
                 which
                 are
                 more
                 predominant
                 in
                 thee
                 then
                 they
                 were
                 in
                 them
                 .
                 Art
                 thou
                 a
                 thiefe
                 ?
                 which
                 thou
                 maist
                 be
                 ,
                 though
                 
                 thou
                 wert
                 never
                 attached
                 for
                 theft
                 by
                 the
                 lawes
                 of
                 men
                 ;
                 for
                 covetousnesse
                 is
                 a
                 Pick-purse
                 before
                 God
                 :
                 read
                 and
                 remember
                 how
                 Achan
                 dyed
                 ,
                 Iosh
                 .
                 7.
                 
                 Art
                 thou
                 a
                 whoremaster
                 ?
                 which
                 thou
                 maist
                 bee
                 as
                 well
                 in
                 thy
                 minde
                 as
                 in
                 thy
                 body
                 :
                 then
                 read
                 and
                 remember
                 how
                 Hophni
                 
                 and
                 Phineas
                 dyed
                 ,
                 how
                 Zimri
                 and
                 Cesbi
                 were
                 slaine
                 in
                 the
                 very
                 act
                 of
                 their
                 uncleannesse
                 .
                 And
                 Iezabel
                 an
                 impudent
                 strumpet
                 dyed
                 a
                 sodaine
                 and
                 shamefull
                 death
                 .
                 Art
                 thou
                 a
                 blasphemous
                 swearer
                 that
                 dost
                 rend
                 &
                 grinde
                 the
                 sacred
                 name
                 of
                 God
                 betweene
                 thy
                 teeth
                 ?
                 Remember
                 him
                 under
                 the
                 Law
                 that
                 was
                 stoned
                 to
                 death
                 for
                 his
                 blasphemy
                 .
                 Art
                 thou
                 an
                 Idolatrous
                 
                 impe
                 of
                 the
                 Popish
                 Church
                 ,
                 that
                 dost
                 leave
                 our
                 Lord
                 to
                 worship
                 our
                 Lady
                 ,
                 and
                 give
                 that
                 honour
                 to
                 Saints
                 ,
                 nay
                 ,
                 to
                 stockes
                 and
                 stones
                 ,
                 which
                 is
                 proper
                 to
                 God
                 alone
                 ?
                 call
                 to
                 minde
                 how
                 Sennacherib
                 was
                 slaine
                 in
                 the
                 midst
                 
                 of
                 his
                 Idolatry
                 .
                 Art
                 thou
                 an
                 intemperate
                 drunkard
                 ,
                 that
                 dost
                 sacrifice
                 thy
                 time
                 and
                 state
                 ,
                 nay
                 ,
                 soule
                 and
                 body
                 unto
                 Bacchus
                 ,
                 rising
                 early
                 to
                 drinke
                 strong
                 drinke
                 ,
                 and
                 sitting
                 up
                 late
                 till
                 Wine
                 inflame
                 thee
                 ?
                 thinke
                 upon
                 Belshazzar
                 that
                 was
                 slaine
                 in
                 the
                 midst
                 of
                 his
                 cups
                 ,
                 whilst
                 
                 he
                 was
                 drinking
                 in
                 that
                 Wine
                 ,
                 which
                 the
                 swords
                 of
                 his
                 insulting
                 enemies
                 drew
                 out
                 of
                 him
                 together
                 with
                 his
                 latest
                 blood
                 .
                 Art
                 thou
                 a
                 covetous
                 Usurer
                 ,
                 
                 that
                 dost
                 let
                 out
                 thy
                 money
                 to
                 men
                 ,
                 thy
                 time
                 to
                 Mammon
                 ,
                 and
                 thy
                 soule
                 to
                 Satan
                 ,
                 that
                 like
                 a
                 common
                 Hackney
                 jade
                 wilt
                 not
                 beare
                 thy
                 debtors
                 one
                 houre
                 past
                 thy
                 day
                 ?
                 or
                 art
                 thou
                 a
                 griping
                 oppressor
                 ,
                 that
                 dost
                 racke
                 thy
                 poore
                 tenants
                 ,
                 and
                 exact
                 upon
                 thy
                 neighbour
                 ,
                 to
                 gaine
                 a
                 little
                 transitory
                 trash
                 ?
                 Remember
                 Nabal
                 ,
                 and
                 remember
                 that
                 Miser
                 in
                 the
                 Gospell
                 ,
                 who
                 being
                 
                 asleep
                 in
                 security
                 ,
                 and
                 dreaming
                 of
                 enlarged
                 barns
                 and
                 plentifull
                 harvests
                 ,
                 was
                 sodainly
                 bereft
                 of
                 all
                 ,
                 and
                 being
                 awaked
                 upon
                 the
                 hearing
                 of
                 his
                 Soule-knell
                 perceived
                 himself
                 to
                 be
                 forever
                 wrerched
                 .
                 Consider
                 whether
                 these
                 and
                 the
                 like
                 sinners
                 ,
                 that
                 have
                 made
                 their
                 souls
                 the
                 slaves
                 
                 of
                 vanity
                 ,
                 have
                 not
                 in
                 the
                 end
                 made
                 themselves
                 the
                 slaves
                 of
                 misery
                 .
                 Have
                 they
                 prospered
                 ,
                 or
                 have
                 they
                 perished
                 ?
                 if
                 they
                 have
                 prospered
                 ,
                 then
                 follow
                 them
                 ;
                 if
                 perished
                 (
                 as
                 indeed
                 they
                 have
                 )
                 then
                 in
                 the
                 feare
                 of
                 God
                 retire
                 out
                 of
                 their
                 paths
                 ,
                 left
                 thou
                 bee
                 speedily
                 cut
                 off
                 ,
                 having
                 no
                 information
                 of
                 the
                 danger
                 ,
                 till
                 thine
                 own
                 eyes
                 amazed
                 with
                 the
                 sodainnesse
                 behold
                 it
                 in
                 the
                 shape
                 of
                 inevitable
                 damnation
                 .
                 Be
                 thou
                 warned
                 by
                 their
                 examples
                 ;
                 for
                 God
                 hath
                 punished
                 sinne
                 in
                 them
                 ,
                 to
                 prevent
                 sinne
                 in
                 thee
                 :
                 
                   Vt
                   exempla
                
                 
                 
                   sint
                   omnium
                   ,
                   torment
                   a
                   paucorum
                
                 ;
                 that
                 the
                 torments
                 of
                 some
                 few
                 may
                 be
                 terrours
                 unto
                 all
                 :
                 like
                 as
                 thunderbolts
                 fall
                 
                 
                   (
                   Paucorum
                   periculo
                   ,
                   sed
                   omnium
                   metu
                   )
                
                 to
                 the
                 hurt
                 but
                 of
                 few
                 ,
                 though
                 not
                 without
                 the
                 horror
                 of
                 all
                 .
                 That
                 ship
                 which
                 sees
                 another
                 ship
                 sinke
                 before
                 her
                 ,
                 lookes
                 about
                 her
                 ,
                 puls
                 downe
                 her
                 saile
                 ,
                 turneth
                 her
                 course
                 ,
                 and
                 escapes
                 the
                 sands
                 ,
                 which
                 else
                 would
                 swallow
                 her
                 up
                 as
                 they
                 did
                 the
                 other
                 .
                 When
                 the
                 earth
                 swallowed
                 up
                 Corah
                 and
                 his
                 confederates
                 ,
                 all
                 Israel
                 that
                 were
                 round
                 about
                 them
                 ,
                 fled
                 at
                 the
                 cry
                 of
                 them
                 ,
                 for
                 they
                 said
                 ,
                 
                   Lest
                   the
                   earth
                   swallow
                   us
                   up
                   also
                   ,
                   Num.
                
                 16.
                 34.
                 
                 The
                 Bird
                 will
                 not
                 light
                 on
                 the
                 lime-bush
                 ,
                 nor
                 into
                 the
                 net
                 ,
                 if
                 shee
                 see
                 another
                 insnared
                 before
                 her
                 ;
                 the
                 Horse
                 will
                 not
                 follow
                 another
                 ,
                 whom
                 he
                 sees
                 to
                 sticke
                 fast
                 in
                 
                 the
                 mire
                 :
                 oh
                 be
                 not
                 lesse
                 wise
                 then
                 bird
                 or
                 beast
                 ,
                 nor
                 more
                 brutish
                 then
                 Horse
                 and
                 Mule
                 that
                 hath
                 no
                 understanding
                 .
                 If
                 thou
                 seest
                 another
                 fall
                 into
                 the
                 fire
                 ,
                 thou
                 wilt
                 not
                 willingly
                 follow
                 him
                 ;
                 then
                 follow
                 not
                 sinners
                 to
                 the
                 fire
                 of
                 hell
                 ,
                 lest
                 thou
                 be
                 constrained
                 at
                 last
                 ,
                 when
                 it
                 shall
                 bee
                 too
                 late
                 ,
                 to
                 bewaile
                 thy
                 folly
                 :
                 to
                 cry
                 out
                 with
                 those
                 that
                 have
                 mispent
                 their
                 time
                 in
                 vanity
                 ,
                 Oh
                 that
                 now
                 I
                 might
                 die
                 
                 the
                 death
                 of
                 the
                 righteous
                 !
                 Oh
                 that
                 I
                 might
                 not
                 die
                 at
                 all
                 !
                 Oh
                 that
                 I
                 might
                 feele
                 in
                 my
                 conscience
                 the
                 least
                 hope
                 of
                 pardon
                 ,
                 which
                 is
                 as
                 unpossible
                 as
                 to
                 un●ade
                 all
                 the
                 water
                 in
                 the
                 vast
                 Ocean
                 with
                 aspoone
                 !
                 Oh
                 that
                 God
                 would
                 give
                 mee
                 the
                 least
                 
                 dram
                 of
                 grace
                 ,
                 which
                 is
                 as
                 impossible
                 as
                 for
                 the
                 least
                 graine
                 of
                 Mustardseed
                 to
                 fill
                 the
                 whole
                 earth
                 !
                 prevent
                 this
                 betimes
                 ,
                 which
                 thou
                 maist
                 doe
                 ,
                 by
                 abandoning
                 the
                 vanity
                 of
                 the
                 world
                 ;
                 and
                 so
                 live
                 ,
                 that
                 wheresoever
                 or
                 howsoever
                 thou
                 dyest
                 ,
                 whether
                 abroad
                 or
                 at
                 home
                 ,
                 by
                 day
                 or
                 by
                 night
                 ,
                 sleeping
                 or
                 waking
                 ,
                 whether
                 a
                 sodaine
                 death
                 or
                 a
                 deliberate
                 death
                 ,
                 thou
                 maist
                 willingly
                 commend
                 thy
                 spirit
                 unto
                 the
                 hands
                 of
                 God
                 as
                 unto
                 the
                 hands
                 of
                 a
                 faithfull
                 Creator
                 ;
                 and
                 maist
                 say
                 with
                 the
                 Bride
                 ,
                 
                   Come
                   Lord
                   Iesu
                   ,
                   even
                   so
                   ,
                   come
                   Lord
                   Iesu
                   ,
                   come
                   quickly
                   :
                
                 my
                 heart
                 is
                 prepared
                 
                 to
                 enter
                 into
                 thy
                 rest
                 ,
                 receive
                 me
                 into
                 the
                 armes
                 of
                 thy
                 mercy
                 ,
                 entertaine
                 mee
                 into
                 thy
                 
                 owne
                 kingdome
                 ,
                 that
                 leaving
                 the
                 vanity
                 of
                 this
                 world
                 ,
                 I
                 may
                 with
                 thy
                 glorified
                 Angels
                 and
                 blessed
                 Saints
                 ,
                 enjoy
                 that
                 everlasting
                 felicity
                 of
                 a
                 better
                 world
                 ,
                 which
                 never
                 shall
                 have
                 an
                 end
                 .
              
               
                 Adew
                 therfore
                 vaine
                 world
                 ,
                 with
                 all
                 worldly
                 delights
                 whatsoever
                 :
                 and
                 now
                 solitary
                 soule
                 begin
                 to
                 take
                 thy
                 solace
                 in
                 better
                 things
                 .
                 And
                 to
                 prove
                 the
                 world
                 vaine
                 ,
                 and
                 consequently
                 thy selfe
                 vaine
                 ,
                 behold
                 these
                 shapes
                 ,
                 read
                 these
                 Verses
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 order
                 open
                 the
                 leaves
                 that
                 are
                 folded
                 up
                 .
                 Herein
                 ,
                 as
                 in
                 a
                 mirrour
                 ,
                 behold
                 thy
                 owne
                 estate
                 ,
                 reade
                 ,
                 and
                 consider
                 what
                 thou
                 readest
                 ,
                 that
                 thou
                 maist
                 know
                 and
                 see
                 thy
                 owne
                 vanity
                 .
                 
                 Here
                 thou
                 shalt
                 see
                 what
                 thou
                 wert
                 ,
                 what
                 thou
                 art
                 ,
                 and
                 what
                 thou
                 shalt
                 be
                 .
                 Dust
                 thou
                 wert
                 ,
                 dust
                 thou
                 art
                 ,
                 and
                 unto
                 dust
                 thou
                 shalt
                 returne
                 :
                 dust
                 in
                 thy
                 creation
                 ,
                 dust
                 in
                 thy
                 constitution
                 ,
                 dust
                 in
                 thy
                 dissolution
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               Hels
               Torments
               .
            
             
               
               
                 
                   I.
                   
                
                 
                   
                     THough
                     long
                     it
                     were
                     since
                  
                   Adam
                   was
                   ,
                
                 
                   Yet
                   seemes
                   he
                   here
                   to
                   be
                   ;
                
                 
                   A
                   blessed
                   creature
                   once
                   he
                   was
                   ,
                
                 
                   Now
                   naked
                   as
                   you
                   see
                   :
                
                 
                   Whose
                   wife
                   was
                   cause
                   of
                   all
                   my
                   care
                   ,
                
                 
                   To
                   say
                   I
                   may
                   be
                   bold
                   :
                
                 
                   Turne
                   back
                   the
                   leaves
                   ,
                   and
                   then
                   you
                   may
                
                 
                   My
                   picture
                   there
                   behold
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   II.
                   
                
                 
                   To
                   thinke
                   upon
                   the
                   workes
                   of
                   God
                   ,
                
                 
                   All
                   worldly
                   men
                   may
                   wonder
                   :
                
                 
                   But
                   thinking
                   on
                   thy
                   sinnes
                   O
                   man
                   ,
                
                 
                   Thy
                   heart
                   may
                   burst
                   asunder
                   :
                
                 
                   The
                   sinner
                   sits
                   and
                   sweetly
                   sings
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   so
                   his
                   heart
                   beguiles
                   .
                
                 
                 
                   Till
                   I
                   come
                   with
                   my
                   bitter
                   stings
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   turne
                   to
                   griefe
                   his
                   smiles
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   III.
                   
                
                 
                   Muse
                   not
                   to
                   gaze
                   upon
                   my
                   shape
                   ,
                
                 
                   Whose
                   nakednesse
                   you
                   see
                   ;
                
                 
                   By
                   flattering
                   and
                   deceitfull
                   words
                   ,
                
                 
                   The
                   Divell
                   deceived
                   me
                   :
                
                 
                   Let
                   me
                   example
                   be
                   to
                   all
                   ,
                
                 
                   That
                   once
                   from
                   God
                   doe
                   range
                   :
                
                 
                   Turne
                   backe
                   the
                   leaves
                   ,
                   and
                   then
                   behold
                
                 
                   Another
                   sight
                   as
                   strange
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   IV.
                   
                
                 
                   Had
                   Adam
                   and
                   Eve
                   
                     never
                     beene
                  
                
                 
                   As
                   there
                   you
                   saw
                   their
                   shape
                   ,
                
                 
                   I
                   never
                   had
                   deceived
                   them
                   ,
                
                 
                   Nor
                   they
                   ere
                   made
                   debate
                   :
                
                 
                   But
                   turne
                   ,
                   behold
                   where
                   both
                   doe
                   stand
                
                 
                   And
                   lay
                   the
                   fault
                   on
                   me
                   :
                
                 
                   Turne
                   backe
                   the
                   upper
                   and
                   nether
                   crests
                   ,
                
                 
                   There
                   each
                   of
                   them
                   you
                   see
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                 
                   I.
                   III.
                   
                
                 
                   Here
                   we
                   doe
                   standin
                   perfect
                   state
                   ,
                
                 
                   All
                   formed
                   as
                   we
                   were
                   ;
                
                 
                   But
                   what
                   the
                   Serpent
                   did
                   by
                   hate
                   ,
                
                 
                   Shall
                   sodainely
                   appeare
                   :
                
                 
                   Then
                   here
                   behold
                   how
                   both
                   doe
                   stand
                   ,
                
                 
                   And
                   where
                   the
                   fault
                   did
                   lye
                   :
                
                 
                   Th'
                   almighty
                   power
                   did
                   so
                   command
                   ,
                
                 
                   That
                   once
                   we
                   all
                   must
                   dye
                   .
                
              
               
                 
                   II.
                   IV.
                   
                
                 
                   See
                   what
                   comes
                   of
                   wicked
                   deed
                   ,
                
                 
                   As
                   all
                   men
                   well
                   doe
                   know
                   ;
                
                 
                   And
                   for
                   the
                   same
                   God
                   hath
                   decreed
                
                 
                   That
                   we
                   should
                   live
                   in
                   woe
                   :
                
                 
                   The
                   dust
                   it
                   was
                   my
                   daily
                   food
                   ,
                
                 
                   Vnto
                   it
                   we
                   must
                   turne
                   ;
                
                 
                   And
                   darknesse
                   is
                   my
                   chiefe
                   abode
                   ,
                
                 
                   In
                   sorrow
                   so
                   we
                   mourne
                   .
                
              
            
             
               
               
                 Of
                 the
                 punishments
                 
                   which
                   the
                   Lord
                   threatneth
                   unto
                   such
                   as
                   live
                   a
                   sinfull
                   life
                   .
                
              
               
                 ONe
                 of
                 the
                 principall
                 meanes
                 that
                 our
                 Lord
                 hath
                 used
                 oftentimes
                 to
                 bridle
                 the
                 hearts
                 of
                 men
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 draw
                 them
                 unto
                 the
                 obedience
                 of
                 his
                 commandements
                 ,
                 hath
                 beene
                 ,
                 to
                 set
                 before
                 their
                 eyes
                 the
                 horrible
                 plagues
                 and
                 punishments
                 that
                 are
                 prepared
                 
                 for
                 such
                 persons
                 as
                 bee
                 rebels
                 and
                 transgressours
                 of
                 his
                 Law.
                 For
                 although
                 the
                 hope
                 of
                 the
                 rewards
                 that
                 are
                 promised
                 unto
                 the
                 good
                 in
                 the
                 life
                 to
                 come
                 ,
                 may
                 move
                 us
                 very
                 much
                 hereunto
                 :
                 yet
                 are
                 wee
                 commonly
                 more
                 moved
                 with
                 things
                 that
                 be
                 irkesome
                 unto
                 us
                 ,
                 than
                 with
                 such
                 as
                 be
                 pleasant
                 :
                 even
                 as
                 we
                 see
                 by
                 daily
                 experience
                 ,
                 that
                 we
                 are
                 vexed
                 more
                 with
                 an
                 injury
                 done
                 unto
                 us
                 ,
                 than
                 delighted
                 with
                 any
                 honour
                 ;
                 and
                 we
                 are
                 more
                 troubled
                 with
                 sicknesse
                 ,
                 than
                 comforted
                 with
                 health
                 :
                 and
                 so
                 by
                 the
                 discommodity
                 of
                 sicknes
                 ,
                 we
                 come
                 to
                 understand
                 the
                 commodity
                 of
                 health
                 ,
                 as
                 by
                 a
                 thing
                 so
                 much
                 the
                 better
                 perceived
                 ,
                 by
                 how
                 much
                 
                 more
                 it
                 is
                 sensibly
                 felt
                 .
                 Now
                 for
                 this
                 cause
                 did
                 our
                 Lord
                 in
                 times
                 past
                 use
                 this
                 meane
                 more
                 than
                 any
                 other
                 ,
                 as
                 it
                 appeareth
                 most
                 clearely
                 by
                 the
                 writings
                 of
                 the
                 Prophets
                 ,
                 which
                 are
                 every
                 where
                 full
                 of
                 dreadfull
                 sayings
                 and
                 threatnings
                 ,
                 wherewith
                 our
                 Lord
                 pretendeth
                 to
                 put
                 a
                 terrour
                 into
                 the
                 hearts
                 of
                 men
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 to
                 bridle
                 and
                 subdue
                 them
                 under
                 the
                 obedience
                 of
                 his
                 Law.
                 And
                 for
                 this
                 end
                 he
                 commanded
                 the
                 Prophet
                 Ieremie
                 ,
                 That
                 hee
                 should
                 take
                 a
                 white
                 booke
                 ,
                 and
                 write
                 in
                 the
                 same
                 all
                 the
                 threatnings
                 and
                 calamities
                 which
                 hee
                 had
                 revealed
                 unto
                 him
                 ,
                 even
                 from
                 the
                 first
                 day
                 he
                 began
                 to
                 mlke
                 with
                 him
                 ,
                 untill
                 that
                 present
                 houre
                 ,
                 and
                 that
                 he
                 
                 should
                 read
                 the
                 same
                 in
                 the
                 presence
                 of
                 all
                 the
                 people
                 ,
                 to
                 see
                 if
                 peradventure
                 they
                 would
                 bee
                 moved
                 therewith
                 unto
                 repentance
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 change
                 their
                 former
                 life
                 ,
                 to
                 the
                 end
                 ,
                 that
                 hee
                 might
                 also
                 change
                 the
                 determination
                 of
                 his
                 wrath
                 ,
                 which
                 he
                 had
                 purposed
                 to
                 execute
                 upon
                 them
                 .
                 And
                 the
                 holy
                 Scripture
                 saith
                 ,
                 That
                 when
                 the
                 Prophet
                 had
                 done
                 according
                 as
                 hee
                 was
                 commanded
                 by
                 almighty
                 God
                 ,
                 and
                 had
                 read
                 all
                 those
                 threatnings
                 in
                 the
                 presence
                 of
                 the
                 people
                 ,
                 and
                 of
                 the
                 Rulers
                 ;
                 there
                 arose
                 such
                 a
                 feare
                 and
                 terrour
                 amongst
                 them
                 ,
                 that
                 they
                 were
                 all
                 astonished
                 ,
                 and
                 as
                 it
                 were
                 bestraughted
                 of
                 their
                 wits
                 ,
                 looking
                 one
                 in
                 anothers
                 face
                 ,
                 for
                 the
                 
                 exceeding
                 great
                 fear
                 which
                 they
                 had
                 conceived
                 of
                 those
                 words
                 .
                 This
                 was
                 one
                 of
                 the
                 principall
                 means
                 which
                 Almighty
                 God
                 used
                 with
                 men
                 in
                 the
                 time
                 of
                 the
                 written
                 Law
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 he
                 did
                 also
                 in
                 the
                 time
                 of
                 the
                 Law
                 of
                 graces
                 in
                 vvhich
                 ,
                 the
                 holy
                 Apostle
                 saith
                 ,
                 That
                 as
                 there
                 is
                 revealed
                 a
                 justice
                 ,
                 vvhereby
                 God
                 maketh
                 men
                 just
                 ,
                 so
                 is
                 there
                 also
                 revealed
                 an
                 indignation
                 and
                 vvrath
                 ,
                 vvhereby
                 he
                 punisheth
                 the
                 unjust
                 :
                 for
                 vvhich
                 cause
                 ,
                 S.
                 
                   Iohn
                   Baptist
                
                 (
                 the
                 glorious
                 forerunner
                 of
                 our
                 Saviour
                 Christ
                 )
                 was
                 sent
                 vvith
                 this
                 commission
                 and
                 embassage
                 ,
                 to
                 preach
                 unto
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 
                   That
                   the
                   axe
                   was
                   now
                   put
                   to
                   the
                   rooot
                   of
                   the
                   tree
                   ,
                   and
                   that
                   every
                   tree
                   that
                   brought
                   not
                   forth
                
                 
                 
                   good
                   fruit
                   ,
                   should
                   bee
                   cut
                   downe
                   and
                   cast
                   into
                   the
                   fire
                   .
                
                 Hee
                 said
                 moreover
                 ,
                 
                   That
                   there
                   was
                   another
                   come
                   into
                   the
                   world
                   ,
                   more
                   mighty
                   than
                   hee
                   ,
                   that
                   carried
                   in
                   his
                   hand
                   a
                   fanne
                   to
                   winnow
                   and
                   cleanse
                   therewith
                   his
                   floore
                   ,
                   and
                   that
                   he
                   would
                   put
                   up
                   the
                   corne
                   into
                   his
                   garner
                   ,
                   but
                   the
                   chaffe
                   hee
                   will
                   burne
                   in
                   a
                   fire
                   that
                   should
                   never
                   bee
                   quenched
                   .
                
                 This
                 was
                 the
                 preaching
                 and
                 embassage
                 which
                 ●he
                 holy
                 fore-runner
                 of
                 our
                 Saviour
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 brought
                 ●nto
                 the
                 world
                 .
                 And
                 so
                 great
                 was
                 the
                 thunder
                 of
                 these
                 words
                 ,
                 ●nd
                 the
                 terrour
                 which
                 entered
                 ●nto
                 mens
                 hearts
                 so
                 dreadfull
                 ,
                 that
                 there
                 ran
                 unto
                 him
                 of
                 all
                 ●sates
                 and
                 conditions
                 of
                 men
                 ,
                 ●ven
                 of
                 the
                 very
                 Pharisees
                 and
                 
                 Publicans
                 ,
                 yea
                 ,
                 and
                 Souldiers
                 also
                 (
                 which
                 of
                 all
                 others
                 are
                 wont
                 to
                 be
                 most
                 dissolute
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 have
                 the
                 least
                 care
                 of
                 their
                 consciences
                 )
                 and
                 each
                 of
                 them
                 demanded
                 for
                 himselfe
                 particularly
                 of
                 that
                 holy
                 man
                 ,
                 what
                 he
                 should
                 doe
                 to
                 attaine
                 unto
                 salvation
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 escape
                 those
                 terrible
                 threatnings
                 which
                 hee
                 had
                 denounced
                 unto
                 them
                 ,
                 so
                 great
                 was
                 the
                 feare
                 they
                 had
                 conceived
                 of
                 them
                 .
              
               
                 And
                 this
                 is
                 that
                 (
                 deare
                 Christian
                 brother
                 )
                 which
                 I
                 doe
                 a
                 this
                 present
                 (
                 in
                 the
                 behalfe
                 o●
                 Almighty
                 God
                 )
                 deliver
                 unto
                 thee
                 ,
                 although
                 not
                 with
                 such
                 fervency
                 of
                 spirit
                 and
                 like
                 holinesse
                 of
                 life
                 ,
                 yet
                 that
                 which
                 importeth
                 more
                 in
                 this
                 case
                 ,
                 with
                 
                 the
                 same
                 truth
                 and
                 certainty
                 ;
                 for
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 the
                 faith
                 and
                 Gospell
                 which
                 Saint
                 
                   Iohn
                   Baptist
                
                 then
                 preached
                 ,
                 is
                 even
                 the
                 same
                 now
                 taught
                 .
              
               
                 Now
                 ,
                 if
                 thou
                 be
                 desirous
                 to
                 understand
                 in
                 few
                 words
                 ,
                 how
                 great
                 the
                 punishment
                 is
                 ,
                 that
                 Almighty
                 God
                 hath
                 threatned
                 in
                 his
                 holy
                 Scriptures
                 to
                 the
                 wicked
                 ,
                 that
                 which
                 may
                 most
                 briefly
                 and
                 most
                 to
                 the
                 purpose
                 be
                 spoken
                 in
                 this
                 matter
                 ,
                 is
                 this
                 :
                 That
                 ●●ke
                 as
                 the
                 reward
                 of
                 the
                 good
                 is
                 ●●
                 universall
                 good
                 thing
                 ,
                 even
                 ●o
                 the
                 punishment
                 of
                 the
                 wicked
                 is
                 an
                 universall
                 evill
                 ,
                 which
                 comprehendeth
                 in
                 it
                 al
                 the
                 evils
                 ●●at
                 are
                 .
                 For
                 the
                 better
                 understanding
                 whereof
                 it
                 is
                 to
                 be
                 no●●d
                 ,
                 That
                 all
                 the
                 evils
                 of
                 this
                 life
                 
                 are
                 particular
                 evils
                 ,
                 and
                 therefore
                 doe
                 not
                 torment
                 all
                 our
                 sences
                 generally
                 ,
                 but
                 onely
                 one
                 or
                 some
                 of
                 them
                 .
                 As
                 taking
                 an
                 example
                 of
                 the
                 diseases
                 of
                 our
                 body
                 ;
                 we
                 see
                 ,
                 that
                 one
                 hath
                 a
                 disease
                 in
                 his
                 eyes
                 ,
                 another
                 i●
                 his
                 eares
                 :
                 one
                 is
                 sicke
                 in
                 th●
                 heart
                 ,
                 another
                 in
                 the
                 stomacke
                 some
                 other
                 in
                 his
                 head
                 .
                 And
                 so
                 divers
                 men
                 are
                 diseased
                 in
                 diver
                 parts
                 of
                 the
                 body
                 ,
                 howbeit
                 ,
                 ●
                 such
                 wise
                 ,
                 that
                 none
                 of
                 all
                 the
                 diseases
                 be
                 generally
                 through
                 out
                 all
                 the
                 members
                 of
                 the
                 body
                 ,
                 but
                 particular
                 to
                 some
                 on
                 of
                 them
                 .
                 And
                 yet
                 for
                 all
                 thi●
                 we
                 see
                 what
                 griefe
                 onely
                 one
                 ●
                 these
                 diseases
                 may
                 put
                 us
                 unt●
                 and
                 how
                 painefull
                 a
                 night
                 t●
                 sicke
                 man
                 hath
                 in
                 any
                 one
                 
                 these
                 infirmities
                 ,
                 yea
                 ,
                 although
                 ●t
                 be
                 nothing
                 else
                 but
                 a
                 little
                 ach
                 ●n
                 one
                 tooth
                 .
                 Now
                 let
                 us
                 put
                 the
                 case
                 ,
                 that
                 there
                 were
                 some
                 one
                 man
                 sicke
                 of
                 such
                 an
                 universall
                 disease
                 ,
                 that
                 he
                 had
                 no
                 part
                 of
                 his
                 body
                 ,
                 neither
                 any
                 one
                 joynt
                 or
                 sence
                 free
                 from
                 his
                 proper
                 paine
                 ,
                 but
                 that
                 at
                 one
                 ●ime
                 and
                 instant
                 hee
                 suffered
                 most
                 exceeding
                 sharpe
                 torment
                 ●n
                 his
                 head
                 ,
                 in
                 his
                 eyes
                 ,
                 and
                 ●ares
                 ,
                 in
                 his
                 teeth
                 ,
                 and
                 stomack
                 ,
                 ●n
                 his
                 liver
                 and
                 heart
                 :
                 and
                 to
                 be
                 ●hort
                 ,
                 in
                 all
                 the
                 rest
                 of
                 his
                 members
                 and
                 joynts
                 of
                 his
                 body
                 ,
                 and
                 ●hat
                 he
                 lay
                 after
                 this
                 sort
                 stret●hing
                 himselfe
                 in
                 his
                 bed
                 ,
                 being
                 ●ained
                 with
                 these
                 greeses
                 and
                 ●orments
                 ,
                 every
                 member
                 of
                 his
                 ●ody
                 having
                 his
                 particular
                 torment
                 
                 and
                 griefe
                 :
                 Hee
                 (
                 I
                 say
                 that
                 should
                 lye
                 thus
                 pained
                 and
                 afflicted
                 ,
                 how
                 great
                 torment
                 and
                 griefe
                 of
                 minde
                 and
                 body
                 (
                 thinke
                 ye
                 )
                 should
                 he
                 sustaine
                 :
                 Oh
                 ,
                 what
                 thing
                 could
                 any
                 man
                 imagine
                 more
                 miserable
                 ,
                 and
                 more
                 worthy
                 of
                 compassion
                 ▪
                 Surely
                 ,
                 if
                 thou
                 shouldest
                 see
                 bu●
                 a
                 dogge
                 to
                 be
                 so
                 tormented
                 and
                 grieved
                 in
                 the
                 street
                 ,
                 his
                 very
                 paines
                 would
                 move
                 thy
                 hear
                 to
                 take
                 pitty
                 upon
                 him
                 .
                 Now
                 this
                 is
                 that
                 (
                 my
                 deare
                 Christian
                 brother
                 ,
                 if
                 any
                 comparison
                 may
                 be
                 made
                 betweene
                 them
                 )
                 which
                 is
                 suffered
                 in
                 that
                 most
                 curse●
                 and
                 horrible
                 place
                 of
                 hell
                 ,
                 and
                 not
                 onely
                 during
                 for
                 the
                 spac●
                 of
                 one
                 night
                 ,
                 but
                 everlastingly
                 for
                 ever
                 and
                 ever
                 .
                 For
                 like
                 
                 the
                 wicked
                 men
                 have
                 offended
                 Almighty
                 God
                 with
                 all
                 their
                 members
                 and
                 sences
                 ,
                 and
                 have
                 made
                 armour
                 of
                 them
                 all
                 to
                 serve
                 sinne
                 ,
                 even
                 so
                 will
                 he
                 ordaine
                 ,
                 that
                 they
                 shall
                 bee
                 there
                 tormented
                 every
                 one
                 of
                 them
                 with
                 his
                 propertorment
                 .
              
               
                 There
                 shall
                 the
                 wanton
                 unchaste
                 eyes
                 be
                 tormented
                 with
                 the
                 terrible
                 sight
                 of
                 Divels
                 :
                 the
                 cares
                 with
                 the
                 confusion
                 of
                 such
                 horrible
                 cries
                 and
                 lamentations
                 which
                 shall
                 there
                 be
                 heard
                 :
                 the
                 nose
                 with
                 the
                 intollerable
                 stinke
                 of
                 that
                 ougly
                 ,
                 filthy
                 ,
                 and
                 loathsome
                 place
                 :
                 the
                 taste
                 ,
                 with
                 a
                 most
                 ravenous
                 hunger
                 and
                 thirst
                 :
                 the
                 touching
                 ,
                 and
                 all
                 the
                 members
                 of
                 the
                 body
                 with
                 extreame
                 burning
                 fire
                 .
                 The
                 imagination
                 
                 shall
                 be
                 tormented
                 by
                 the
                 conceiving
                 of
                 griefes
                 present
                 :
                 the
                 memory
                 ,
                 by
                 calling
                 to
                 minde
                 the
                 pleasures
                 past
                 :
                 the
                 understanding
                 ,
                 by
                 considering
                 what
                 benefits
                 are
                 lost
                 ,
                 and
                 what
                 endlesse
                 miseries
                 are
                 to
                 come
                 .
              
               
                 This
                 multitude
                 of
                 punishments
                 the
                 holy
                 Scripture
                 signifieth
                 unto
                 us
                 ,
                 when
                 it
                 saith
                 ,
                 Mat.
                 15.
                 
                 Psal
                 .
                 10.
                 
                 
                   That
                   in
                   hell
                   there
                   shall
                   be
                   hunger
                   ,
                   thirst
                   ,
                   weeping
                   ,
                   wailing
                   ,
                   gnashing
                   of
                   teeth
                   ,
                   swords
                   double
                   edged
                   ,
                   spirits
                   created
                   for
                   revengement
                   ,
                   serpents
                   ,
                   wormes
                   ,
                   scorpions
                   ,
                   hammers
                   ,
                   wormewood
                   ,
                   water
                   of
                   gall
                   ,
                   the
                   spirit
                   of
                   tempest
                   ,
                
                 and
                 other
                 things
                 of
                 like
                 sort
                 .
                 Whereby
                 are
                 signified
                 unto
                 us
                 (
                 as
                 in
                 a
                 figure
                 )
                 the
                 multitude
                 and
                 dreadfull
                 terrous
                 
                 of
                 the
                 most
                 horrible
                 torments
                 and
                 paines
                 that
                 be
                 in
                 that
                 cursed
                 place
                 .
                 There
                 shall
                 bee
                 likewise
                 darkenesse
                 inward
                 and
                 outward
                 ,
                 both
                 of
                 body
                 and
                 soule
                 ,
                 farre
                 more
                 obscure
                 than
                 the
                 darkenesse
                 of
                 Aegypt
                 ,
                 which
                 was
                 to
                 be
                 felt
                 even
                 with
                 hands
                 ,
                 Exod.
                 20.
                 
                 There
                 shall
                 be
                 fire
                 also
                 ,
                 not
                 as
                 this
                 fire
                 here
                 ,
                 that
                 tormenteth
                 a
                 little
                 ,
                 and
                 shortly
                 endeth
                 ,
                 but
                 such
                 a
                 fire
                 as
                 that
                 place
                 requireth
                 ,
                 which
                 tormenteth
                 exceedingly
                 ,
                 and
                 shall
                 never
                 make
                 an
                 end
                 of
                 that
                 tormenting
                 .
                 This
                 being
                 true
                 ,
                 what
                 greater
                 wonder
                 can
                 there
                 be
                 ,
                 than
                 that
                 they
                 which
                 beleeve
                 and
                 confesse
                 this
                 for
                 truth
                 ,
                 should
                 live
                 with
                 such
                 most
                 strange
                 negligence
                 and
                 carelesnesse
                 as
                 they
                 doe
                 ?
                 What
                 
                 travell
                 and
                 paines
                 would
                 not
                 a
                 man
                 willingly
                 take
                 to
                 escape
                 even
                 one
                 onely
                 day
                 ,
                 yea
                 ,
                 one
                 houre
                 ,
                 the
                 very
                 least
                 of
                 these
                 torments
                 ?
                 and
                 wherefore
                 doe
                 they
                 not
                 then
                 ,
                 to
                 escape
                 the
                 everlastingnesse
                 of
                 so
                 great
                 paines
                 and
                 horrible
                 torments
                 ,
                 endure
                 so
                 little
                 a
                 travell
                 ,
                 as
                 to
                 follow
                 the
                 exercise
                 of
                 vertue
                 .
                 Surely
                 ,
                 the
                 consideration
                 of
                 this
                 matter
                 were
                 able
                 to
                 make
                 any
                 sinfull
                 soule
                 to
                 feare
                 and
                 tremble
                 ,
                 in
                 case
                 it
                 were
                 deepely
                 regarded
                 .
              
               
                 And
                 if
                 amongst
                 so
                 great
                 number
                 of
                 paines
                 ,
                 there
                 were
                 any
                 manner
                 hope
                 of
                 end
                 or
                 release
                 ,
                 it
                 would
                 be
                 some
                 kinde
                 of
                 comfort
                 :
                 but
                 alas
                 it
                 is
                 not
                 so
                 ,
                 for
                 there
                 the
                 gates
                 are
                 fast
                 shut
                 up
                 from
                 
                 all
                 expectation
                 of
                 any
                 manner
                 of
                 ease
                 or
                 hope
                 .
                 In
                 all
                 kinde
                 of
                 paines
                 and
                 calamities
                 that
                 be
                 in
                 this
                 world
                 ,
                 there
                 is
                 alwaies
                 some
                 gap
                 lying
                 open
                 ,
                 whereby
                 the
                 patient
                 may
                 receive
                 some
                 kinde
                 of
                 comfort
                 :
                 sometimes
                 reason
                 ,
                 sometimes
                 the
                 weather
                 ,
                 sometimes
                 his
                 friends
                 ,
                 sometimes
                 the
                 hearing
                 that
                 others
                 are
                 troubled
                 with
                 the
                 very
                 same
                 disease
                 ,
                 and
                 sometimes
                 (
                 at
                 the
                 least
                 )
                 the
                 hope
                 of
                 an
                 end
                 may
                 cheare
                 him
                 :
                 onely
                 in
                 these
                 most
                 horrible
                 paines
                 and
                 miseries
                 that
                 be
                 in
                 hell
                 ,
                 all
                 the
                 waies
                 are
                 shut
                 up
                 in
                 such
                 sort
                 ,
                 and
                 all
                 the
                 havens
                 of
                 comfort
                 so
                 embarred
                 ,
                 that
                 the
                 miserable
                 sinner
                 cannot
                 hope
                 for
                 remedy
                 on
                 any
                 side
                 ,
                 neither
                 of
                 heaven
                 ,
                 nor
                 of
                 earth
                 ,
                 
                 neither
                 of
                 the
                 time
                 past
                 ,
                 or
                 present
                 ,
                 or
                 of
                 the
                 time
                 to
                 come
                 ,
                 or
                 of
                 any
                 other
                 meanes
                 .
                 The
                 damned
                 soules
                 thinke
                 ,
                 that
                 all
                 men
                 are
                 shooting
                 darts
                 at
                 them
                 ,
                 and
                 that
                 all
                 creatures
                 have
                 conspired
                 against
                 them
                 ,
                 and
                 that
                 even
                 they
                 themselves
                 are
                 cruell
                 against
                 themselves
                 .
                 This
                 is
                 that
                 distresse
                 whereof
                 the
                 sinners
                 doe
                 lament
                 by
                 the
                 Prophet
                 ,
                 saying
                 :
                 
                   The
                   sorrowes
                   of
                   hell
                   have
                   compassed
                   me
                   round
                   about
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   snares
                   of
                   death
                   have
                   besieged
                   me
                   :
                
                 For
                 on
                 which
                 side
                 soever
                 they
                 looke
                 or
                 turne
                 their
                 eyes
                 ,
                 they
                 doe
                 continually
                 behold
                 occasions
                 of
                 sorrow
                 and
                 griefe
                 ,
                 and
                 none
                 at
                 all
                 of
                 any
                 ease
                 or
                 comfort
                 .
                 The
                 wise
                 Virgins
                 (
                 saith
                 the
                 Evangelist
                 )
                 
                   that
                   stood
                   ready
                   prepared
                   at
                
                 
                 
                   the
                   gate
                   of
                   the
                   Bridegroome
                   ,
                   entred
                   in
                   ,
                   and
                   the
                   gate
                   was
                   forthwith
                   locked
                   fast
                   .
                
                 O
                 locking
                 everlasting
                 ,
                 O
                 enclosure
                 immortall
                 ,
                 O
                 gate
                 of
                 all
                 goodnesse
                 ,
                 which
                 shal
                 never
                 any
                 more
                 be
                 opened
                 againe
                 .
                 As
                 if
                 he
                 had
                 said
                 more
                 plainely
                 ,
                 the
                 gate
                 of
                 pardon
                 ,
                 of
                 mercy
                 ,
                 of
                 comfort
                 ,
                 of
                 grace
                 ,
                 of
                 intercession
                 ,
                 of
                 hope
                 ,
                 and
                 of
                 all
                 other
                 goodnesse
                 ,
                 is
                 shut
                 up
                 for
                 ever
                 and
                 ever
                 .
                 Six
                 daies
                 and
                 no
                 more
                 was
                 Manna
                 to
                 be
                 gathered
                 ,
                 but
                 the
                 seventh
                 day
                 ,
                 which
                 was
                 the
                 Sabbath
                 day
                 ,
                 was
                 there
                 none
                 to
                 bee
                 found
                 :
                 and
                 therefore
                 shall
                 he
                 fast
                 for
                 ever
                 ,
                 that
                 hath
                 not
                 in
                 due
                 time
                 made
                 his
                 provision
                 aforehand
                 .
                 The
                 sluggard
                 (
                 saith
                 the
                 Wise
                 man
                 )
                 will
                 not
                 till
                 his
                 ground
                 for
                 
                 feare
                 of
                 cold
                 ,
                 and
                 therefore
                 shall
                 he
                 beg
                 his
                 bread
                 in
                 summer
                 ,
                 and
                 no
                 man
                 shall
                 give
                 him
                 to
                 eat
                 .
                 And
                 in
                 another
                 place
                 he
                 saith
                 :
                 
                   He
                   that
                   gathereth
                   in
                   summer
                   ,
                   is
                   a
                   wise
                   sonne
                   ,
                   but
                   hee
                   that
                   giveth
                   himselfe
                   to
                   sleeping
                   at
                   that
                   season
                   ,
                   is
                   the
                   sonne
                   of
                   confusion
                   .
                
                 For
                 what
                 confusion
                 can
                 be
                 greater
                 then
                 that
                 which
                 that
                 miserable
                 covetous
                 rich
                 man
                 suffereth
                 ,
                 who
                 with
                 a
                 few
                 crums
                 of
                 bread
                 that
                 fell
                 from
                 his
                 table
                 ,
                 might
                 have
                 purchased
                 to
                 himselfe
                 abundance
                 of
                 everlasting
                 felicity
                 ,
                 and
                 glory
                 in
                 the
                 kingdome
                 of
                 Heaven
                 ?
                 But
                 because
                 he
                 would
                 not
                 give
                 so
                 small
                 a
                 thing
                 ,
                 he
                 came
                 to
                 such
                 an
                 extreame
                 necessity
                 that
                 he
                 begged
                 (
                 yea
                 ,
                 and
                 shall
                 for
                 ever
                 beg
                 in
                 vaine
                 )
                 onely
                 
                 one
                 drop
                 of
                 water
                 ,
                 and
                 shall
                 never
                 obtaine
                 it
                 .
                 Who
                 is
                 not
                 moved
                 with
                 that
                 request
                 of
                 that
                 unfortunate
                 damned
                 person
                 ,
                 who
                 cried
                 ,
                 
                   O
                   father
                
                 Abraham
                 
                   have
                   compassion
                   on
                   me
                   ,
                   and
                   send
                   downe
                
                 Lazarus
                 
                   unto
                   me
                   ,
                   that
                   hee
                   may
                   dip
                   the
                   tip
                   of
                   his
                   finger
                   in
                   water
                   ,
                   and
                   touch
                   my
                   tongue
                   ,
                   for
                   these
                   horrible
                   flames
                   doe
                   torment
                   me
                   exceedingly
                   .
                
                 What
                 smaller
                 request
                 could
                 there
                 be
                 desired
                 than
                 this
                 ?
                 He
                 durst
                 not
                 request
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 one
                 cup
                 of
                 water
                 ,
                 neither
                 that
                 Lazarus
                 should
                 put
                 his
                 whole
                 hand
                 into
                 the
                 water
                 ,
                 nor
                 yet
                 (
                 which
                 is
                 more
                 to
                 be
                 wondered
                 at
                 )
                 did
                 he
                 request
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 the
                 whole
                 finger
                 ,
                 but
                 onely
                 the
                 tip
                 of
                 it
                 ,
                 that
                 it
                 might
                 but
                 touch
                 his
                 tongue
                 ;
                 and
                 yet
                 
                 even
                 this
                 alone
                 would
                 not
                 be
                 granted
                 unto
                 him
                 .
                 Whereby
                 thou
                 maiest
                 perceive
                 ,
                 how
                 fast
                 the
                 gate
                 of
                 all
                 consolation
                 is
                 shut
                 up
                 ,
                 and
                 how
                 universall
                 that
                 interdict
                 and
                 excommunication
                 is
                 that
                 is
                 there
                 laid
                 upon
                 the
                 damned
                 ,
                 sith
                 this
                 rich
                 Glutton
                 could
                 not
                 obtaine
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 this
                 small
                 request
                 .
                 So
                 that
                 wheresoever
                 the
                 damned
                 persons
                 doe
                 turne
                 their
                 eyes
                 ,
                 and
                 on
                 which
                 side
                 soever
                 they
                 stretch
                 their
                 hands
                 ,
                 they
                 shall
                 not
                 finde
                 any
                 manner
                 of
                 comfort
                 ,
                 be
                 it
                 never
                 so
                 small
                 .
                 And
                 as
                 he
                 that
                 is
                 in
                 the
                 Sea
                 choaked
                 ,
                 and
                 almost
                 drowned
                 under
                 the
                 water
                 ,
                 not
                 finding
                 any
                 stay
                 whereupon
                 to
                 set
                 his
                 foot
                 ,
                 stretcheth
                 forth
                 his
                 hands
                 oftentimes
                 
                 on
                 every
                 side
                 in
                 vaine
                 (
                 because
                 all
                 that
                 he
                 graspeth
                 after
                 ,
                 is
                 thin
                 and
                 liquid
                 water
                 ,
                 which
                 deceives
                 him
                 )
                 even
                 so
                 shall
                 it
                 fare
                 with
                 the
                 damned
                 persons
                 ,
                 when
                 they
                 shall
                 be
                 drowned
                 in
                 that
                 deepe
                 Sea
                 of
                 so
                 many
                 miseries
                 ,
                 where
                 they
                 shall
                 strive
                 and
                 struggle
                 alwaies
                 with
                 death
                 ,
                 without
                 finding
                 any
                 succour
                 or
                 place
                 of
                 stay
                 ,
                 whereupon
                 they
                 may
                 rest
                 themselves
                 .
                 Now
                 this
                 is
                 one
                 of
                 the
                 greatest
                 paines
                 wherewith
                 they
                 be
                 tormented
                 in
                 that
                 cursed
                 place
                 :
                 for
                 if
                 these
                 torments
                 should
                 have
                 their
                 continuance
                 limited
                 but
                 for
                 a
                 certaine
                 time
                 ,
                 though
                 it
                 were
                 for
                 a
                 thousand
                 ,
                 yea
                 ,
                 a
                 hundred
                 thousand
                 millions
                 of
                 yeares
                 ,
                 yet
                 even
                 this
                 would
                 be
                 some
                 little
                 comfort
                 
                 unto
                 them
                 ,
                 for
                 nothing
                 is
                 perfectly
                 great
                 ,
                 in
                 case
                 it
                 have
                 an
                 end
                 :
                 But
                 alas
                 ,
                 they
                 have
                 not
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 this
                 poore
                 and
                 miserable
                 comfort
                 :
                 but
                 contrariwise
                 ,
                 their
                 paines
                 are
                 equall
                 in
                 continuance
                 with
                 the
                 eternity
                 of
                 Almighty
                 God
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 lasting
                 of
                 their
                 misery
                 with
                 the
                 eternity
                 of
                 Gods
                 glory
                 .
                 As
                 long
                 as
                 Almighty
                 God
                 shall
                 live
                 ,
                 so
                 long
                 shall
                 they
                 die
                 :
                 and
                 when
                 Almighty
                 God
                 shall
                 cease
                 to
                 be
                 God
                 ,
                 then
                 shall
                 they
                 also
                 cease
                 to
                 be
                 as
                 they
                 are
                 .
                 O
                 deadly
                 life
                 ,
                 O
                 immortall
                 death
                 !
                 I
                 know
                 not
                 whether
                 I
                 may
                 truely
                 tearme
                 thee
                 ,
                 either
                 life
                 or
                 death
                 :
                 for
                 if
                 thou
                 be
                 life
                 ,
                 why
                 dost
                 thou
                 kill
                 ?
                 And
                 if
                 thou
                 be
                 death
                 ,
                 why
                 doest
                 thou
                 endure
                 ?
                 Wherefore
                 
                 I
                 will
                 call
                 thee
                 neither
                 the
                 one
                 ,
                 nor
                 the
                 other
                 ,
                 for
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 in
                 both
                 of
                 them
                 there
                 is
                 contained
                 something
                 that
                 is
                 good
                 :
                 as
                 in
                 life
                 there
                 is
                 rest
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 death
                 there
                 is
                 an
                 end
                 (
                 which
                 is
                 a
                 great
                 comfort
                 to
                 the
                 afflicted
                 )
                 but
                 thou
                 hast
                 neither
                 rest
                 nor
                 end
                 .
                 What
                 art
                 thou
                 then
                 ?
                 Marry
                 ,
                 thou
                 art
                 the
                 worst
                 of
                 life
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 worst
                 of
                 death
                 ;
                 for
                 of
                 death
                 thou
                 hast
                 the
                 torment
                 ,
                 without
                 any
                 end
                 ,
                 and
                 of
                 life
                 thou
                 hast
                 the
                 continuance
                 without
                 any
                 rest
                 .
                 O
                 bitter
                 composition
                 ,
                 O
                 unsavory
                 purgation
                 of
                 our
                 Lords
                 cup
                 !
                 of
                 the
                 which
                 ,
                 all
                 the
                 sinners
                 of
                 the
                 earth
                 shall
                 drinke
                 their
                 part
                 .
              
               
                 Now
                 in
                 this
                 continuance
                 in
                 this
                 eternity
                 ,
                 I
                 would
                 wish
                 that
                 
                 thou
                 (
                 my
                 deare
                 Christian
                 brother
                 )
                 wouldst
                 fixe
                 the
                 eyes
                 of
                 thy
                 consideration
                 a
                 little
                 while
                 :
                 and
                 that
                 as
                 the
                 cleane
                 beast
                 cheweth
                 the
                 cud
                 ,
                 even
                 so
                 thou
                 wouldest
                 weigh
                 this
                 point
                 within
                 thy selfe
                 with
                 great
                 deliberation
                 .
                 And
                 to
                 the
                 intent
                 thou
                 maiest
                 doe
                 it
                 the
                 better
                 ,
                 consider
                 a
                 little
                 the
                 paines
                 that
                 a
                 sicke
                 man
                 abideth
                 in
                 one
                 evill
                 night
                 ,
                 especially
                 if
                 he
                 be
                 vexed
                 with
                 any
                 vehement
                 griefe
                 ,
                 or
                 sharpe
                 disease
                 .
                 Marke
                 how
                 oft
                 he
                 tumbleth
                 and
                 tosseth
                 in
                 his
                 bed
                 ,
                 what
                 disquietnesse
                 he
                 hath
                 ,
                 how
                 long
                 and
                 tedious
                 one
                 night
                 seemeth
                 unto
                 him
                 ,
                 how
                 duely
                 he
                 counteth
                 all
                 the
                 houres
                 of
                 the
                 clocke
                 ,
                 and
                 how
                 long
                 hee
                 deemeth
                 each
                 houre
                 of
                 them
                 to
                 
                 be
                 ,
                 how
                 he
                 passeth
                 the
                 time
                 in
                 wishing
                 for
                 the
                 dawning
                 of
                 the
                 day
                 ,
                 which
                 notwithstanding
                 ,
                 is
                 like
                 to
                 helpe
                 him
                 little
                 towards
                 the
                 curing
                 of
                 his
                 disease
                 .
                 If
                 this
                 then
                 be
                 accounted
                 so
                 great
                 a
                 torment
                 ,
                 what
                 torment
                 shall
                 that
                 be
                 (
                 thinke
                 you
                 )
                 in
                 that
                 everlasting
                 night
                 in
                 hell
                 ,
                 which
                 hath
                 no
                 morning
                 ,
                 nor
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 any
                 hope
                 of
                 any
                 dawning
                 of
                 the
                 day
                 :
                 O
                 darknesse
                 most
                 obscure
                 !
                 O
                 night
                 everlasting
                 !
                 O
                 night
                 accursed
                 even
                 by
                 the
                 mouth
                 of
                 Almighty
                 God
                 and
                 all
                 his
                 Saints
                 !
                 That
                 one
                 shall
                 wish
                 for
                 light
                 ,
                 and
                 shall
                 never
                 see
                 it
                 ,
                 neither
                 shall
                 the
                 brightnesse
                 of
                 the
                 morning
                 arise
                 any
                 more
                 .
                 Consider
                 then
                 what
                 a
                 kinde
                 of
                 torment
                 shall
                 that
                 bee
                 ,
                 
                 to
                 live
                 everlastingly
                 in
                 such
                 a
                 night
                 as
                 this
                 is
                 ,
                 lying
                 not
                 in
                 a
                 soft
                 bed
                 (
                 as
                 the
                 sicke
                 man
                 doth
                 )
                 but
                 in
                 a
                 hot
                 burning
                 furnace
                 ,
                 foming
                 out
                 such
                 terrible
                 raging
                 flames
                 .
                 What
                 shoulders
                 shall
                 be
                 able
                 to
                 abide
                 those
                 horrible
                 heats
                 .
                 If
                 it
                 seeme
                 to
                 us
                 as
                 a
                 thing
                 intollerable
                 to
                 have
                 onely
                 some
                 part
                 of
                 our
                 feet
                 standing
                 upon
                 a
                 pan
                 of
                 burning
                 coales
                 ,
                 for
                 the
                 space
                 of
                 repeating
                 the
                 Lords
                 prayer
                 .
                 What
                 shall
                 it
                 be
                 (
                 thinke
                 you
                 )
                 to
                 stand
                 body
                 and
                 soule
                 burning
                 in
                 the
                 midst
                 of
                 those
                 everlasting
                 hot
                 raging
                 fires
                 in
                 hell
                 ,
                 in
                 comparison
                 of
                 which
                 ,
                 the
                 fires
                 of
                 this
                 world
                 are
                 but
                 painted
                 fires
                 .
                 Is
                 there
                 any
                 wit
                 or
                 judgement
                 in
                 this
                 world
                 ?
                 Have
                 men
                 their
                 right
                 sences
                 ?
                 
                 doe
                 they
                 understand
                 what
                 these
                 words
                 import
                 ?
                 or
                 are
                 they
                 peradventure
                 perswaded
                 ,
                 that
                 these
                 are
                 onely
                 the
                 fables
                 of
                 Poets
                 ?
                 or
                 doe
                 they
                 thinke
                 ,
                 that
                 this
                 appertaineth
                 not
                 to
                 them
                 ,
                 or
                 else
                 that
                 it
                 was
                 onely
                 ment
                 for
                 others
                 ?
                 None
                 of
                 all
                 this
                 can
                 they
                 say
                 ,
                 for
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 our
                 faith
                 assureth
                 us
                 most
                 certainely
                 herein
                 .
                 And
                 our
                 Saviour
                 Christ
                 himselfe
                 ,
                 who
                 is
                 everlasting
                 truth
                 ,
                 crieth
                 out
                 in
                 his
                 Gospell
                 ,
                 saying
                 ,
                 
                   Heaven
                   and
                   earth
                   shall
                   faile
                   ,
                   but
                   my
                   word
                   shall
                   not
                   faile
                   .
                
              
               
                 Of
                 this
                 misery
                 there
                 followeth
                 another
                 as
                 great
                 as
                 it
                 ,
                 which
                 is
                 ,
                 that
                 the
                 paines
                 are
                 alwaies
                 continuing
                 in
                 one
                 like
                 degree
                 ,
                 without
                 any
                 manner
                 of
                 intermission
                 ,
                 or
                 decreasing
                 .
                 All
                 manner
                 
                 of
                 things
                 that
                 are
                 under
                 the
                 cope
                 of
                 heaven
                 ,
                 doe
                 move
                 and
                 turn
                 round
                 about
                 with
                 the
                 same
                 heaven
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 never
                 stand
                 still
                 at
                 one
                 state
                 or
                 being
                 ,
                 but
                 are
                 continually
                 either
                 ascending
                 or
                 descending
                 .
                 The
                 sea
                 and
                 the
                 rivers
                 have
                 their
                 ebbing
                 and
                 flowing
                 ,
                 the
                 times
                 ,
                 the
                 ages
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 mutable
                 fortune
                 of
                 men
                 ,
                 and
                 of
                 kingdomes
                 ,
                 are
                 evermore
                 in
                 continuall
                 motion
                 .
                 There
                 is
                 no
                 feaver
                 so
                 fervent
                 ,
                 that
                 doth
                 not
                 decline
                 ,
                 neither
                 griefe
                 so
                 sharp
                 ,
                 but
                 that
                 after
                 it
                 is
                 much
                 augmented
                 ,
                 it
                 doth
                 forthwith
                 decrease
                 .
                 To
                 be
                 short
                 ,
                 all
                 the
                 tribulations
                 and
                 miseries
                 are
                 by
                 little
                 and
                 little
                 worne
                 away
                 with
                 time
                 ,
                 and
                 as
                 the
                 common
                 saying
                 is
                 ,
                 
                   Nothing
                   is
                   sooner
                   dried
                
                 
                 
                   up
                   than
                   teares
                
                 .
                 Onely
                 that
                 paine
                 ●n
                 hell
                 is
                 alwaies
                 greene
                 ,
                 onely
                 that
                 feaver
                 never
                 decreaseth
                 ,
                 onely
                 that
                 extremity
                 of
                 heat
                 knoweth
                 not
                 what
                 is
                 either
                 evening
                 or
                 morning
                 .
                 In
                 the
                 time
                 of
                 Noahs
                 flood
                 ,
                 Almighty
                 God
                 ●ained
                 forty
                 daies
                 and
                 forty
                 ●ights
                 ,
                 continually
                 without
                 ●easing
                 upon
                 the
                 earth
                 ,
                 and
                 this
                 ●●fficed
                 to
                 drowne
                 the
                 whole
                 world
                 .
                 But
                 in
                 that
                 place
                 of
                 torment
                 in
                 hell
                 ,
                 there
                 shall
                 raine
                 everlasting
                 vengeance
                 ,
                 and
                 darts
                 ●f
                 furie
                 upon
                 that
                 cursed
                 land
                 ,
                 without
                 ever
                 ceasing
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 ●e
                 onely
                 minute
                 or
                 moment
                 .
                 ●ow
                 what
                 torment
                 can
                 bee
                 ●eater
                 and
                 more
                 to
                 be
                 abhor●d
                 ,
                 than
                 continually
                 to
                 suffer
                 ●●r
                 one
                 like
                 manner
                 ,
                 without
                 
                 any
                 kinde
                 of
                 alteration
                 or
                 change
                 ?
                 Though
                 a
                 meat
                 bee
                 never
                 so
                 delicate
                 ,
                 yet
                 in
                 case
                 we
                 feed
                 continually
                 thereupon
                 ,
                 it
                 will
                 in
                 very
                 short
                 time
                 be
                 very
                 loathsome
                 unto
                 us
                 :
                 for
                 no
                 meat
                 can
                 be
                 more
                 precious
                 and
                 delicate
                 than
                 that
                 Manna
                 was
                 ,
                 which
                 almighty
                 God
                 sent
                 down
                 unto
                 the
                 children
                 of
                 Israel
                 in
                 the
                 Desart
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 because
                 they
                 did
                 eat
                 continually
                 thereof
                 ,
                 i●
                 made
                 them
                 to
                 loath
                 it
                 ,
                 yea
                 ,
                 and
                 provoked
                 them
                 to
                 vomit
                 it
                 up
                 againe
                 .
                 The
                 way
                 that
                 is
                 all
                 plaine
                 (
                 they
                 say
                 )
                 wearieth
                 more
                 than
                 any
                 other
                 ,
                 because
                 alwaies
                 the
                 variety
                 (
                 yea
                 ,
                 even
                 in
                 punishment
                 )
                 is
                 a
                 kinde
                 of
                 comfort
                 ▪
                 Tell
                 me
                 then
                 ,
                 if
                 things
                 that
                 be
                 pleasant
                 and
                 savoury
                 ,
                 when
                 the●
                 
                 be
                 alwaies
                 after
                 one
                 manner
                 ,
                 are
                 an
                 occasion
                 of
                 loathsomenesse
                 and
                 paine
                 :
                 what
                 kinde
                 of
                 loathsomenesse
                 will
                 that
                 bee
                 which
                 shall
                 be
                 caused
                 by
                 those
                 most
                 horrible
                 paines
                 and
                 torments
                 in
                 hell
                 ,
                 which
                 doe
                 continue
                 everlastingly
                 after
                 one
                 like
                 sort
                 ?
                 What
                 will
                 the
                 damned
                 and
                 cursed
                 creatures
                 think
                 ,
                 when
                 they
                 shall
                 there
                 see
                 themselves
                 so
                 utterly
                 obhorred
                 and
                 forsaken
                 of
                 Almighty
                 God
                 ,
                 that
                 he
                 will
                 not
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 with
                 the
                 remission
                 of
                 any
                 one
                 sinne
                 ,
                 mitigate
                 somwhat
                 their
                 torments
                 .
                 And
                 so
                 great
                 shall
                 the
                 fury
                 and
                 rage
                 be
                 which
                 they
                 shall
                 there
                 conceive
                 against
                 him
                 ,
                 that
                 they
                 shall
                 never
                 cease
                 continually
                 to
                 curse
                 and
                 blaspheme
                 his
                 holy
                 
                 name
                 .
                 Unto
                 all
                 these
                 paines
                 ,
                 there
                 is
                 also
                 added
                 the
                 paine
                 of
                 that
                 everlasting
                 consumer
                 ,
                 to
                 wit
                 ,
                 
                   the
                   worme
                   of
                   conscience
                
                 ,
                 whereof
                 the
                 holy
                 Scripture
                 maketh
                 so
                 oftentimes
                 mention
                 ,
                 saying
                 ,
                 
                   Their
                   worme
                   shall
                   never
                   die
                   ,
                   and
                   their
                   fire
                   shall
                   never
                   bee
                   quenched
                   .
                
                 This
                 worme
                 is
                 a
                 furious
                 raging
                 despight
                 and
                 bitter
                 repentance
                 ,
                 without
                 any
                 fruit
                 ,
                 which
                 the
                 wicked
                 shall
                 alwaies
                 have
                 in
                 hell
                 ,
                 by
                 calling
                 to
                 their
                 remembrance
                 the
                 opportunity
                 and
                 time
                 they
                 had
                 whiles
                 they
                 were
                 in
                 this
                 world
                 ,
                 to
                 escape
                 those
                 most
                 grievous
                 and
                 horrible
                 torments
                 ,
                 and
                 how
                 they
                 would
                 not
                 use
                 the
                 benefit
                 thereof
                 .
                 And
                 therefore
                 when
                 the
                 miserable
                 sinner
                 seeth
                 himselfe
                 
                 thus
                 to
                 be
                 tormented
                 and
                 vexed
                 on
                 every
                 side
                 ,
                 and
                 doth
                 call
                 to
                 minde
                 how
                 many
                 dayes
                 and
                 yeeres
                 he
                 hath
                 spent
                 idely
                 in
                 vanities
                 ,
                 pastimes
                 ,
                 and
                 pleasures
                 ;
                 and
                 how
                 oftentimes
                 he
                 was
                 advertised
                 of
                 this
                 perill
                 ,
                 and
                 how
                 little
                 regard
                 he
                 tooke
                 thereof
                 :
                 What
                 shall
                 he
                 thinke
                 ?
                 What
                 anguish
                 and
                 sorrow
                 shall
                 there
                 be
                 in
                 his
                 heart
                 ?
                 Hast
                 thou
                 not
                 read
                 in
                 the
                 Gospell
                 ,
                 that
                 there
                 shall
                 be
                 
                   weeping
                   and
                   wailing
                   ,
                   and
                   gnashing
                   of
                   teeth
                   ?
                
                 The
                 famine
                 of
                 Aegypt
                 endur'd
                 onely
                 seven
                 yeares
                 ,
                 but
                 that
                 in
                 hell
                 shall
                 endure
                 everlastingly
                 .
                 In
                 Aegypt
                 they
                 found
                 a
                 remedy
                 ,
                 though
                 with
                 great
                 difficulty
                 and
                 charge
                 ;
                 out
                 for
                 this
                 ,
                 there
                 shall
                 never
                 a●y
                 remedy
                 bee
                 found
                 .
                 Theirs
                 
                 was
                 redeemed
                 with
                 money
                 and
                 cattell
                 ,
                 but
                 this
                 can
                 never
                 be
                 redeemed
                 with
                 any
                 manner
                 of
                 exchange
                 .
                 This
                 punishment
                 cannot
                 bee
                 pardoned
                 ,
                 this
                 paine
                 cannot
                 be
                 exchanged
                 ,
                 this
                 sentence
                 cannot
                 be
                 revoked
                 .
                 Oh
                 ,
                 if
                 thou
                 knewest
                 and
                 wouldest
                 consider
                 ,
                 how
                 every
                 one
                 condemned
                 to
                 hell
                 ,
                 shall
                 there
                 remaine
                 tormenting
                 and
                 renting
                 himselfe
                 ,
                 weeping
                 and
                 wailing
                 ,
                 and
                 saying
                 ,
                 O
                 miserable
                 and
                 unfortunate
                 wretch
                 that
                 I
                 am
                 ,
                 what
                 times
                 and
                 opportunities
                 have
                 I
                 suffered
                 to
                 passe
                 in
                 vaine
                 ?
                 A
                 time
                 there
                 was
                 ,
                 when
                 with
                 one
                 cup
                 of
                 cold
                 water
                 I
                 might
                 have
                 purchased
                 to
                 my selfe
                 a
                 crowne
                 of
                 glory
                 ,
                 and
                 when
                 also
                 with
                 such
                 necessary
                 workes
                 of
                 
                 mercy
                 in
                 relieving
                 the
                 poore
                 ,
                 I
                 might
                 have
                 gained
                 life
                 everlasting
                 .
                 Wherefore
                 did
                 I
                 not
                 looke
                 before
                 me
                 ?
                 How
                 was
                 I
                 blinded
                 with
                 things
                 present
                 ?
                 How
                 did
                 J
                 let
                 passe
                 the
                 fruitfull
                 yeares
                 of
                 abundance
                 ,
                 and
                 did
                 not
                 enrich
                 my selfe
                 ?
                 If
                 J
                 had
                 beene
                 brought
                 up
                 amongst
                 Infidels
                 and
                 Pagans
                 ,
                 and
                 had
                 beleeved
                 that
                 there
                 had
                 beene
                 nothing
                 else
                 but
                 only
                 to
                 be
                 borne
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 die
                 ,
                 then
                 might
                 I
                 have
                 had
                 some
                 kinde
                 of
                 excuse
                 ,
                 and
                 might
                 have
                 said
                 .
                 I
                 knew
                 not
                 what
                 was
                 commanded
                 or
                 prohibited
                 me
                 :
                 but
                 for
                 so
                 much
                 as
                 I
                 have
                 lived
                 amongst
                 Christians
                 ,
                 and
                 was
                 my selfe
                 one
                 of
                 them
                 professed
                 ,
                 and
                 held
                 it
                 for
                 an
                 article
                 of
                 my
                 beleefe
                 ,
                 that
                 the
                 
                 houre
                 should
                 come
                 when
                 I
                 should
                 give
                 up
                 an
                 account
                 after
                 what
                 order
                 I
                 had
                 spent
                 my
                 life
                 :
                 forsomuch
                 also
                 as
                 it
                 was
                 daily
                 cried
                 out
                 unto
                 me
                 by
                 the
                 continuall
                 preaching
                 and
                 teaching
                 of
                 Gods
                 Embassadours
                 (
                 whose
                 advertisements
                 many
                 following
                 ,
                 made
                 preparation
                 in
                 time
                 ,
                 and
                 laboured
                 earnestly
                 for
                 the
                 provision
                 of
                 good
                 workes
                 :
                 )
                 forasmuch
                 I
                 say
                 as
                 I
                 made
                 light
                 of
                 all
                 these
                 examples
                 ,
                 and
                 perswaded
                 my selfe
                 very
                 fondly
                 ,
                 that
                 Heaven
                 was
                 prepared
                 for
                 me
                 ,
                 though
                 I
                 tooke
                 no
                 paines
                 for
                 it
                 at
                 all
                 :
                 what
                 deserve
                 I
                 that
                 have
                 thus
                 led
                 my
                 life
                 ?
                 O
                 ye
                 infernall
                 furies
                 ,
                 come
                 and
                 rent
                 me
                 in
                 peeces
                 ,
                 and
                 devoure
                 these
                 my
                 bowels
                 ,
                 for
                 so
                 have
                 I
                 justly
                 deserved
                 ,
                 
                 I
                 have
                 deserved
                 eternall
                 famishment
                 ,
                 seeing
                 I
                 would
                 not
                 provide
                 for
                 my selfe
                 while
                 I
                 had
                 time
                 .
                 I
                 deserve
                 not
                 to
                 reape
                 ,
                 because
                 I
                 have
                 not
                 sowne
                 ;
                 I
                 am
                 worthy
                 to
                 be
                 destitute
                 ,
                 because
                 I
                 have
                 not
                 laid
                 up
                 in
                 store
                 ;
                 I
                 deserve
                 that
                 my
                 request
                 should
                 now
                 be
                 denied
                 me
                 ,
                 sith
                 when
                 the
                 poore
                 made
                 request
                 unto
                 me
                 ,
                 I
                 refused
                 to
                 releeve
                 them
                 :
                 I
                 have
                 deserved
                 to
                 sigh
                 and
                 lament
                 so
                 long
                 as
                 God
                 shall
                 be
                 God
                 ;
                 I
                 have
                 deserved
                 ,
                 that
                 this
                 worme
                 of
                 conscience
                 shall
                 gnaw
                 ●ine
                 entrails
                 for
                 ever
                 and
                 ever
                 ,
                 by
                 representing
                 unto
                 mee
                 the
                 ●ittle
                 pleasure
                 that
                 I
                 have
                 en●oyed
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 great
                 felicity
                 which
                 I
                 have
                 lost
                 ,
                 and
                 how
                 far
                 greater
                 that
                 was
                 which
                 I
                 might
                 
                 have
                 gained
                 ,
                 by
                 forgoing
                 that
                 little
                 which
                 J
                 would
                 not
                 forgoe
                 .
                 This
                 is
                 that
                 immortall
                 worme
                 that
                 shall
                 never
                 dye
                 ,
                 but
                 shall
                 lye
                 there
                 everlastingly
                 gnawing
                 at
                 the
                 entrailes
                 of
                 the
                 wicked
                 ,
                 which
                 is
                 one
                 of
                 the
                 most
                 terrible
                 paines
                 that
                 can
                 possibly
                 be
                 imagined
                 .
              
               
                 Peradventure
                 thou
                 art
                 now
                 perswaded
                 (
                 good
                 Reader
                 )
                 that
                 there
                 can
                 be
                 added
                 no
                 more
                 unto
                 this
                 ,
                 than
                 hath
                 beene
                 said
                 :
                 But
                 surely
                 the
                 mighty
                 arme
                 of
                 God
                 wanteth
                 not
                 force
                 to
                 chastise
                 his
                 enemies
                 more
                 &
                 more
                 :
                 for
                 all
                 these
                 paines
                 that
                 are
                 hitherto
                 rehearsed
                 ,
                 are
                 such
                 as
                 doe
                 appertaine
                 generally
                 to
                 all
                 the
                 damned
                 :
                 but
                 besides
                 these
                 generall
                 paines
                 ,
                 there
                 are
                 also
                 
                 other
                 particular
                 paines
                 ,
                 which
                 each
                 one
                 of
                 the
                 damned
                 shall
                 there
                 suffer
                 in
                 divers
                 sorts
                 ,
                 according
                 to
                 the
                 quality
                 of
                 his
                 sinne
                 .
                 And
                 so
                 according
                 to
                 this
                 proportion
                 ,
                 the
                 haughty
                 and
                 proud
                 shall
                 there
                 be
                 abased
                 and
                 brought
                 low
                 to
                 their
                 great
                 confusion
                 .
                 The
                 covetous
                 shall
                 bee
                 driven
                 to
                 great
                 necessity
                 .
                 The
                 glutton
                 shall
                 rage
                 with
                 continuall
                 hunger
                 and
                 thirst
                 .
                 The
                 lecherous
                 shall
                 burne
                 in
                 the
                 very
                 same
                 flames
                 which
                 they
                 themselves
                 have
                 enkindled
                 .
                 And
                 those
                 that
                 have
                 al
                 their
                 life
                 time
                 hunted
                 after
                 their
                 pleasures
                 and
                 pastimes
                 ,
                 shall
                 live
                 there
                 in
                 continuall
                 lamentation
                 and
                 sorrow
                 .
                 But
                 because
                 examples
                 are
                 of
                 very
                 great
                 force
                 to
                 move
                 our
                 
                 hearts
                 ,
                 I
                 will
                 bring
                 onely
                 one
                 for
                 this
                 purpose
                 ,
                 wherby
                 somewhat
                 of
                 this
                 matter
                 may
                 the
                 better
                 be
                 perceived
                 .
                 It
                 is
                 written
                 of
                 a
                 certaine
                 holy
                 man
                 ,
                 that
                 he
                 saw
                 the
                 paines
                 (
                 in
                 spirit
                 )
                 of
                 a
                 licentious
                 and
                 worldly
                 man
                 in
                 this
                 sort
                 .
                 First
                 ,
                 he
                 saw
                 how
                 the
                 divels
                 that
                 were
                 present
                 at
                 the
                 houre
                 of
                 his
                 death
                 ,
                 when
                 hee
                 yeelded
                 up
                 his
                 ghost
                 ,
                 snatched
                 away
                 his
                 soule
                 with
                 great
                 rejoycing
                 ,
                 and
                 made
                 a
                 present
                 thereof
                 to
                 the
                 Prince
                 of
                 darkenesse
                 ,
                 who
                 was
                 then
                 sitting
                 in
                 a
                 chaire
                 of
                 fire
                 ,
                 expecting
                 the
                 comming
                 of
                 this
                 present
                 .
                 Immediately
                 after
                 that
                 it
                 was
                 presented
                 before
                 him
                 ,
                 he
                 arose
                 up
                 out
                 of
                 his
                 seat
                 ,
                 and
                 said
                 unto
                 the
                 damned
                 soule
                 ,
                 that
                 he
                 would
                 give
                 him
                 the
                 preheminence
                 
                 of
                 that
                 honourable
                 seat
                 ,
                 because
                 he
                 had
                 been
                 a
                 man
                 of
                 honour
                 ,
                 and
                 was
                 alwaies
                 very
                 much
                 affected
                 to
                 the
                 same
                 .
                 Incontinently
                 after
                 that
                 he
                 was
                 placed
                 therein
                 ,
                 crying
                 and
                 lamenting
                 in
                 that
                 honourable
                 torment
                 ,
                 there
                 appeared
                 before
                 him
                 two
                 other
                 most
                 ougly
                 divels
                 ,
                 and
                 offered
                 him
                 a
                 cup
                 full
                 of
                 most
                 bitter
                 and
                 stinking
                 liquor
                 ,
                 and
                 made
                 him
                 to
                 drinke
                 and
                 carouse
                 it
                 up
                 all
                 perforce
                 ;
                 saying
                 ,
                 It
                 is
                 meet
                 ,
                 sithence
                 thou
                 hast
                 beene
                 a
                 lover
                 of
                 precious
                 wines
                 and
                 bankets
                 ,
                 that
                 thou
                 shouldest
                 likewise
                 prove
                 of
                 this
                 our
                 wine
                 ,
                 whereof
                 all
                 we
                 doe
                 use
                 to
                 drinke
                 in
                 these
                 parts
                 .
              
               
                 Immediately
                 after
                 this
                 there
                 came
                 other
                 two
                 ,
                 with
                 two
                 fiery
                 
                 trumpets
                 ,
                 and
                 setting
                 them
                 at
                 his
                 eares
                 ,
                 began
                 to
                 blow
                 into
                 them
                 flames
                 of
                 fire
                 ,
                 saying
                 ,
                 This
                 melody
                 have
                 we
                 reserved
                 for
                 thee
                 ,
                 understanding
                 that
                 in
                 the
                 world
                 thou
                 wast
                 very
                 much
                 delighted
                 with
                 minstrelcie
                 and
                 wanton
                 songs
                 :
                 and
                 sodainly
                 he
                 espied
                 other
                 divels
                 ,
                 loaden
                 with
                 vipers
                 and
                 serpents
                 ,
                 the
                 which
                 they
                 threw
                 upon
                 the
                 breast
                 and
                 bellies
                 of
                 that
                 miserable
                 sinner
                 ,
                 saying
                 unto
                 him
                 ,
                 that
                 for
                 somuch
                 as
                 he
                 had
                 beene
                 greatly
                 delighted
                 with
                 the
                 wanton
                 embracings
                 and
                 lecherous
                 lusts
                 of
                 women
                 ,
                 he
                 should
                 now
                 solace
                 himselfe
                 with
                 these
                 refreshings
                 ,
                 instead
                 of
                 those
                 licentious
                 delights
                 and
                 pleasures
                 ,
                 which
                 he
                 had
                 enjoyed
                 in
                 the
                 world
                 .
                 After
                 this
                 sort
                 
                 (
                 as
                 the
                 Prophet
                 Esay
                 saith
                 in
                 the
                 47.
                 
                 Chapter
                 )
                 when
                 the
                 sinner
                 is
                 punished
                 ,
                 there
                 is
                 given
                 measure
                 for
                 measure
                 ,
                 to
                 the
                 end
                 ,
                 that
                 in
                 such
                 a
                 great
                 variety
                 and
                 proportion
                 of
                 punishments
                 ,
                 the
                 order
                 and
                 wisedome
                 of
                 Gods
                 justice
                 ,
                 might
                 the
                 more
                 manifestly
                 appeare
                 .
              
               
                 This
                 vision
                 hath
                 Almighty
                 God
                 shewed
                 in
                 spirit
                 to
                 this
                 holy
                 man
                 for
                 advertisement
                 and
                 instruction
                 ,
                 not
                 that
                 in
                 hell
                 these
                 things
                 are
                 altogether
                 so
                 materially
                 done
                 ,
                 but
                 that
                 by
                 them
                 we
                 might
                 understand
                 in
                 some
                 manner
                 the
                 variety
                 and
                 multitude
                 of
                 the
                 paines
                 which
                 bee
                 there
                 appointed
                 for
                 the
                 damned
                 .
                 Whereof
                 ,
                 I
                 know
                 not
                 how
                 some
                 of
                 the
                 Pagans
                 have
                 had
                 a
                 
                 certaine
                 knowledge
                 :
                 for
                 a
                 Poet
                 speaking
                 of
                 this
                 multitude
                 of
                 paines
                 ,
                 affirmed
                 ,
                 That
                 although
                 he
                 had
                 a
                 hundred
                 mouthes
                 ,
                 and
                 as
                 many
                 tongues
                 ,
                 with
                 a
                 voice
                 as
                 strong
                 as
                 Iron
                 ,
                 yet
                 were
                 they
                 not
                 able
                 onely
                 to
                 expresse
                 the
                 names
                 of
                 them
                 .
                 A
                 Poet
                 he
                 was
                 that
                 spake
                 this
                 ,
                 but
                 truely
                 therin
                 he
                 spake
                 more
                 like
                 a
                 Prophet
                 or
                 an
                 Evangelist
                 than
                 a
                 Poet.
                 Now
                 then
                 ,
                 if
                 all
                 this
                 evill
                 shall
                 most
                 assuredly
                 come
                 to
                 passe
                 ,
                 what
                 man
                 is
                 he
                 ,
                 that
                 seeing
                 all
                 this
                 so
                 certainely
                 with
                 the
                 eyes
                 of
                 his
                 faith
                 ,
                 will
                 not
                 turne
                 over
                 the
                 leafe
                 ,
                 and
                 begin
                 to
                 provide
                 for
                 himselfe
                 against
                 that
                 time
                 ?
                 Where
                 is
                 the
                 judgement
                 of
                 men
                 now
                 become
                 ?
                 Where
                 is
                 their
                 wits
                 ?
                 yea
                 ,
                 where
                 is
                 at
                 least
                 their
                 
                 selfe-love
                 ,
                 which
                 seeketh
                 evermore
                 for
                 his
                 owne
                 profit
                 ,
                 and
                 is
                 much
                 afraid
                 of
                 any
                 losse
                 ?
                 May
                 it
                 be
                 thought
                 that
                 men
                 are
                 become
                 beasts
                 ,
                 that
                 provide
                 onely
                 for
                 the
                 time
                 present
                 ?
                 Or
                 have
                 they
                 peradventure
                 so
                 dimmed
                 their
                 eye-sight
                 ,
                 that
                 they
                 cannot
                 looke
                 before
                 them
                 ?
                 Hearken
                 (
                 saith
                 Esay
                 )
                 O
                 yee
                 deafe
                 and
                 ye
                 blinde
                 ,
                 open
                 your
                 eyes
                 that
                 you
                 may
                 see
                 ;
                 Who
                 is
                 blinde
                 but
                 my
                 servant
                 ?
                 And
                 who
                 is
                 deafe
                 but
                 wee
                 ,
                 unto
                 whom
                 I
                 have
                 sent
                 my
                 messengers
                 ?
                 And
                 who
                 is
                 blind
                 ,
                 but
                 he
                 that
                 suffereth
                 himselfe
                 to
                 be
                 sold
                 for
                 a
                 slaue
                 ?
                 Thou
                 that
                 seest
                 so
                 many
                 things
                 ,
                 wilt
                 thou
                 not
                 suffer
                 thy selfe
                 to
                 see
                 this
                 ?
                 Thou
                 that
                 hast
                 thine
                 eares
                 open
                 ,
                 wilt
                 thou
                 not
                 giue
                 eare
                 hereunto
                 ?
                 
                 If
                 thou
                 beleeve
                 not
                 this
                 ,
                 how
                 art
                 thou
                 then
                 a
                 Christian
                 ?
                 If
                 thou
                 beleeve
                 it
                 ,
                 and
                 doest
                 not
                 provide
                 for
                 it
                 ,
                 how
                 canst
                 thou
                 be
                 thought
                 a
                 reasonable
                 man
                 ?
                 Aristotle
                 saith
                 ,
                 That
                 this
                 is
                 the
                 difference
                 betweene
                 opinion
                 and
                 imagination
                 ,
                 that
                 an
                 imagination
                 alone
                 is
                 not
                 sufficient
                 to
                 cause
                 a
                 feare
                 ,
                 but
                 an
                 opinion
                 is
                 a
                 for
                 if
                 I
                 doe
                 imagine
                 that
                 a
                 house
                 may
                 fall
                 upon
                 mee
                 ,
                 it
                 is
                 no●
                 enough
                 to
                 make
                 me
                 afraid
                 ,
                 unlesse
                 J
                 beleeve
                 or
                 have
                 an
                 opinion
                 it
                 will
                 be
                 so
                 indeed
                 :
                 fo●
                 then
                 it
                 is
                 sufficient
                 to
                 make
                 mee
                 afraid
                 .
                 And
                 hereof
                 commeth
                 the
                 feare
                 that
                 murderers
                 alwaies
                 have
                 ,
                 by
                 reason
                 of
                 the
                 suspition
                 they
                 conceive
                 ,
                 that
                 their
                 enemies
                 doe
                 lye
                 in
                 wai●
                 
                 for
                 them
                 .
                 If
                 then
                 the
                 opinion
                 and
                 onely
                 suspition
                 of
                 danger
                 is
                 able
                 to
                 cause
                 the
                 greatest
                 courage
                 to
                 feare
                 ,
                 how
                 is
                 it
                 that
                 the
                 certainty
                 and
                 beleefe
                 of
                 so
                 many
                 and
                 so
                 great
                 terrible
                 miseries
                 which
                 are
                 farre
                 more
                 sure
                 than
                 any
                 opinion
                 )
                 doth
                 not
                 make
                 thee
                 to
                 feare
                 ?
                 If
                 thou
                 perceivest
                 ,
                 that
                 for
                 these
                 many
                 yeares
                 past
                 thou
                 hast
                 led
                 a
                 licentious
                 and
                 sinfull
                 life
                 ,
                 and
                 that
                 at
                 the
                 last
                 ,
                 according
                 to
                 present
                 justice
                 ,
                 thou
                 art
                 condemned
                 to
                 these
                 horrible
                 torments
                 in
                 hell
                 :
                 if
                 also
                 there
                 appeare
                 by
                 probable
                 conjecture
                 ,
                 that
                 there
                 is
                 no
                 more
                 likelihood
                 of
                 thy
                 amendment
                 for
                 ensuing
                 years
                 to
                 come
                 ,
                 than
                 there
                 was
                 in
                 those
                 already
                 past
                 ,
                 how
                 happeneth
                 it
                 ,
                 that
                 running
                 
                 head
                 long
                 into
                 so
                 manifest
                 a
                 danger
                 ,
                 thou
                 art
                 not
                 at
                 all
                 afraid
                 ?
                 Especially
                 ,
                 considering
                 the
                 sinfull
                 state
                 wherein
                 thou
                 livest
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 horrible
                 paines
                 and
                 torments
                 which
                 doe
                 attend
                 for
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 time
                 which
                 thou
                 hast
                 lost
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 endlesse
                 repentance
                 which
                 thou
                 shall
                 have
                 therefore
                 in
                 the
                 most
                 horrible
                 torments
                 of
                 hell
                 .
                 Assuredly
                 ,
                 it
                 goes
                 beyond
                 the
                 compasse
                 of
                 all
                 common
                 sence
                 and
                 conceit
                 of
                 humane
                 reason
                 ,
                 to
                 consider
                 ,
                 That
                 there
                 should
                 be
                 such
                 negligent
                 ,
                 wilfull
                 ,
                 grosse
                 ,
                 and
                 carelesse
                 blindnesse
                 ,
                 able
                 to
                 enter
                 and
                 take
                 such
                 deepe
                 rooting
                 in
                 the
                 soule
                 of
                 man.
                 
              
            
          
           
             
             
               The
               Conclusion
               of
               
                 all
                 the
                 Premises
              
               .
            
             
               IF
               now
               all
               this
               be
               so
               ,
               I
               beseech
               thee
               even
               for
               the
               bitter
               passion
               of
               our
               sweet
               ●viour
               Jesus
               Christ
               ,
               to
               remember
               thy selfe
               ,
               and
               consider
               that
               thou
               art
               a
               Christian
               ,
               ●●d
               that
               thou
               beleevest
               assu●dly
               for
               a
               most
               undoubted
               ●●th
               ,
               whatsoever
               the
               true
               faith
               ●●sructeth
               thee
               .
               This
               faith
               
               telleth
               thee
               ,
               that
               thou
               hast
               a
               judge
               above
               that
               seeth
               all
               the
               steps
               and
               motions
               of
               thy
               life
               and
               that
               certainely
               there
               shall
               a
               day
               come
               ,
               when
               he
               will
               require
               an
               account
               of
               thee
               ,
               even
               for
               every
               idle
               word
               .
               This
               faith
               teacheth
               thee
               ,
               That
               a
               man
               is
               no●
               altogether
               at
               an
               end
               when
               he
               dieth
               ,
               but
               that
               after
               this
               temporall
               life
               ,
               there
               remaineth
               another
               everlasting
               life
               ;
               and
               tha●
               the
               soules
               die
               not
               with
               th●
               bodies
               ,
               but
               that
               whiles
               th●
               body
               remaineth
               in
               the
               grave
               untill
               the
               generall
               day
               of
               judgement
               ,
               the
               soule
               shall
               enter
               into
               another
               new
               country
               ,
               and
               into
               a
               new
               world
               ,
               where
               it
               shall
               have
               such
               habitation
               and
               company
               as
               the
               faith
               and
               workes
               we
               
               which
               it
               had
               in
               this
               life
               .
               This
               faith
               telleth
               thee
               also
               ,
               that
               both
               the
               reward
               of
               vertue
               ,
               and
               the
               punishment
               of
               vice
               ,
               is
               athing
               so
               wonderfull
               ,
               that
               although
               the
               whole
               world
               were
               full
               of
               bookes
               ,
               and
               all
               creatures
               were
               writers
               ,
               yet
               should
               they
               all
               be
               wearied
               ,
               and
               the
               world
               come
               to
               an
               end
               ,
               before
               they
               should
               end
               their
               description
               ,
               and
               make
               a
               perfect
               declaration
               what
               is
               comprehended
               in
               each
               one
               of
               these
               points
               .
               This
               faith
               informeth
               thee
               also
               ,
               that
               the
               debts
               and
               duties
               which
               we
               owe
               to
               Almighty
               God
               ,
               are
               so
               great
               ,
               that
               albeit
               a
               man
               had
               so
               many
               lives
               ●s
               there
               be
               sands
               in
               the
               Sea
               ,
               yet
               would
               they
               not
               suffice
               ,
               if
               they
               were
               al
               employed
               in
               his
               service
               .
               
               And
               this
               faith
               likewise
               telleth
               thee
               ,
               that
               vertue
               is
               such
               an
               excellent
               treasure
               ,
               that
               all
               the
               treasures
               of
               the
               world
               ,
               and
               all
               that
               mans
               heart
               can
               desire
               ,
               are
               in
               no
               sort
               comparable
               unto
               it
               .
            
             
               Wherefore
               ,
               if
               there
               be
               so
               many
               and
               so
               great
               respects
               that
               doe
               invite
               us
               unto
               vertue
               ,
               how
               commeth
               it
               to
               passe
               ,
               that
               there
               be
               so
               few
               lovers
               and
               followers
               of
               the
               same
               ?
               If
               men
               be
               moved
               with
               gaine
               &
               commodity
               ,
               what
               greater
               commodity
               can
               there
               be
               than
               to
               attaine
               life
               everlasting
               ?
               I
               they
               be
               moved
               with
               feare
               of
               punishment
               ,
               what
               greater
               punishment
               can
               be
               found
               ,
               than
               the
               mo●●
               horrible
               everlasting
               dreadful
               torments
               in
               the
               lake
               of
               fire
               and
               brimstone
               ,
               to
               continue
               eve●
               
               world
               without
               end
               ?
               If
               that
               bonds
               of
               debts
               and
               benefits
               ;
               what
               debts
               are
               greater
               than
               ●hese
               which
               we
               owe
               unto
               almighty
               God
               ,
               as
               well
               for
               that
               he
               ●s
               what
               he
               is
               ,
               as
               also
               for
               that
               which
               we
               have
               received
               of
               him
               ?
               ●f
               the
               feare
               of
               perils
               doe
               moove
               ●s
               ,
               what
               greater
               perill
               can
               there
               be
               than
               death
               ,
               the
               houre
               thereof
               being
               so
               uncertaine
               ,
               and
               the
               ●ccount
               so
               strait
               ?
               If
               thou
               be
               moved
               with
               peace
               ,
               liberty
               ,
               quitnesse
               of
               minde
               ,
               and
               with
               a
               ●leasant
               life
               ,
               (
               which
               are
               things
               ●hat
               all
               the
               world
               desires
               )
               it
               is
               ●ertaine
               ,
               that
               all
               these
               are
               found
               ●uch
               better
               in
               the
               life
               that
               is
               ●overned
               by
               vertue
               and
               reason
               ,
               ●han
               in
               that
               life
               which
               is
               ruled
               ●y
               the
               affections
               and
               passions
               of
               
               the
               minde
               ,
               for
               so
               much
               as
               ma●
               is
               a
               reasonable
               creature
               ,
               and
               n●
               beast
               .
               Howbeit
               ,
               in
               case
               tho●
               account
               all
               this
               as
               not
               sufficient
               to
               move
               thee
               thereunto
               ,
               yet
               l●●
               it
               suffice
               thee
               to
               consider
               further
               ,
               that
               even
               almighty
               God
               ●
               abased
               himselfe
               for
               thy
               sak●
               that
               he
               descended
               from
               heave
               unto
               the
               earth
               ,
               and
               became
               man
               ,
               and
               whereas
               hee
               create
               the
               whole
               world
               in
               sixe
               daye
               hee
               bestowed
               three
               and
               thi●
               yeares
               about
               thy
               redemption
               yea
               ,
               and
               was
               also
               contented
               ●●
               the
               same
               to
               loose
               his
               life
               .
               Almighty
               God
               dyed
               ,
               that
               sin●
               should
               dye
               ;
               and
               yet
               for
               all
               th●
               doe
               we
               endeavour
               ,
               that
               sin●
               might
               live
               in
               our
               hearts
               ,
               n●●
               withstanding
               that
               our
               Lo●●
               
               purposed
               to
               take
               away
               the
               life
               of
               sinne
               with
               his
               owne
               death
               .
               If
               this
               matter
               were
               to
               be
               discussed
               with
               reason
               ,
               surely
               this
               already
               spoken
               might
               suffice
               to
               prevaile
               with
               any
               reasonable
               creature
               :
               for
               not
               onely
               in
               beholding
               almighty
               God
               upon
               the
               crosse
               ,
               but
               whethersoever
               wee
               doe
               turne
               our
               eyes
               ,
               wee
               shall
               finde
               ,
               that
               every
               thing
               crieth
               out
               to
               us
               ,
               and
               calleth
               upon
               us
               to
               receive
               this
               so
               excellent
               a
               benefit
               :
               for
               there
               is
               not
               a
               thing
               created
               in
               the
               world
               (
               if
               wee
               duely
               consider
               it
               )
               but
               doth
               invite
               us
               to
               the
               love
               and
               service
               of
               our
               Saviour
               Jesus
               Christ
               ,
               insomuch
               ,
               that
               looke
               how
               many
               creatures
               there
               be
               in
               the
               world
               ,
               so
               many
               preachers
               there
               are
               ,
               so
               many
               
               bookes
               ,
               so
               many
               voices
               ,
               and
               so
               many
               reasons
               ,
               which
               do
               all
               call
               us
               unto
               almighty
               God.
               
            
             
               And
               how
               is
               it
               possible
               then
               ,
               that
               so
               many
               callings
               as
               these
               are
               ,
               so
               many
               promises
               ,
               so
               many
               threatnings
               ,
               and
               so
               many
               provocations
               ,
               should
               not
               suffice
               to
               bring
               us
               unto
               him
               ?
               What
               might
               almighty
               God
               have
               done
               more
               than
               he
               hath
               done
               ,
               or
               promised
               more
               greater
               blessings
               than
               hee
               hath
               promised
               ,
               or
               threatned
               more
               grievous
               and
               horrible
               torments
               than
               he
               hath
               threatned
               ,
               to
               draw
               us
               unto
               him
               ,
               and
               to
               plucke
               us
               away
               from
               sinne
               ?
               And
               yet
               all
               this
               notwithstanding
               ,
               how
               commeth
               it
               to
               passe
               ,
               that
               there
               is
               so
               great
               (
               I
               will
               not
               say
               arrogancy
               ,
               but
               )
               
               bewitching
               of
               men
               ,
               that
               doe
               beleeve
               these
               things
               to
               be
               certainly
               true
               ,
               and
               yet
               be
               not
               afraid
               to
               continue
               all
               the
               daies
               of
               their
               life
               in
               the
               committing
               of
               deadly
               sinnes
               ?
               Yea
               ,
               to
               goe
               to
               bed
               in
               deadly
               sinne
               ,
               and
               to
               rise
               up
               againe
               in
               deadly
               sinne
               ,
               and
               to
               embrue
               themselves
               in
               every
               kinde
               of
               loathsome
               ,
               detestable
               ,
               and
               odious
               sinne
               ,
               even
               as
               though
               all
               their
               whole
               endeavours
               intended
               by
               the
               practise
               of
               sinne
               ,
               to
               resist
               all
               grace
               and
               favour
               in
               the
               sight
               of
               God
               ?
               And
               this
               is
               done
               in
               such
               sort
               ,
               so
               without
               feare
               ,
               so
               without
               scruple
               of
               minde
               ,
               so
               without
               breaking
               of
               one
               houres
               sleepe
               ,
               and
               without
               the
               refraining
               of
               any
               one
               delicate
               morsell
               of
               meate
               for
               the
               
               same
               ,
               as
               if
               all
               that
               they
               beleeved
               were
               dreames
               ,
               and
               old
               wives
               tales
               ,
               and
               as
               if
               all
               that
               the
               holy
               Evangelists
               have
               written
               ,
               were
               meere
               fiction
               and
               fables
               .
               But
               tell
               me
               thou
               that
               art
               such
               a
               desperate
               willfull
               rebell
               against
               thy
               Creator
               and
               Redeemer
               ,
               which
               by
               thy
               detestable
               life
               &
               dissolute
               conversation
               ,
               doest
               evidence
               thy selfe
               to
               bee
               a
               firebrand
               ,
               prepared
               to
               burne
               in
               those
               everlasting
               and
               revenging
               horrible
               fires
               of
               hell
               .
               What
               wouldest
               thou
               have
               done
               more
               than
               thou
               hast
               done
               ,
               in
               case
               thou
               haddest
               beene
               perswaded
               ,
               that
               all
               were
               meere
               lyes
               which
               thou
               hast
               beleeved
               ?
               For
               although
               that
               for
               feare
               of
               incurring
               the
               danger
               of
               the
               princes
               
               lawes
               ,
               and
               the
               execution
               of
               their
               force
               upon
               thee
               ,
               thou
               hast
               somewhat
               brideled
               thine
               appetites
               ;
               yet
               doth
               it
               not
               appeare
               ,
               that
               for
               any
               feare
               of
               Almighty
               God
               ,
               thou
               hast
               refrained
               thy
               will
               in
               any
               one
               thing
               ,
               neither
               from
               carnall
               pleasures
               ,
               not
               from
               backebiting
               and
               slandering
               thy
               neighbours
               ,
               nor
               yet
               from
               fulfilling
               thine
               inordinate
               lusts
               and
               desires
               ,
               in
               case
               thine
               ability
               served
               thee
               thereunto
               .
               Oh
               ,
               what
               doth
               the
               worme
               of
               thy
               conscience
               say
               unto
               thee
               ,
               whiles
               thou
               art
               in
               such
               a
               fond
               securitie
               and
               confidence
               ,
               continuing
               in
               such
               a
               dissolute
               and
               wicked
               life
               as
               thou
               doest
               ?
               Where
               is
               now
               become
               the
               understanding
               ,
               judgement
               and
               reason
               ,
               which
               thou
               
               hast
               of
               a
               man
               ?
               Why
               art
               thou
               not
               affraid
               of
               so
               horrible
               ,
               so
               certaine
               ,
               and
               so
               assured
               perils
               and
               dangers
               ?
               if
               there
               were
               a
               dish
               o●
               meate
               set
               before
               thee
               ,
               and
               some
               man
               (
               albeit
               hee
               were
               a
               lyer
               )
               should
               say
               unto
               thee
               ,
               refraine
               to
               touch
               and
               eate
               therof
               for
               it
               is
               poysoned
               ;
               durst
               thou
               once
               adventure
               to
               stretch
               out
               thy
               hand
               ,
               to
               take
               a
               taste
               thereof
               ,
               though
               the
               meate
               were
               never
               so
               savoury
               and
               delicate
               ,
               and
               hee
               never
               so
               great
               a
               lyer
               that
               should
               beare
               thee
               thus
               in
               hand
               ?
               If
               then
               the
               Prophets
               ,
               if
               the
               Apostles
               ,
               if
               the
               Evangelists
               ,
               yea
               ,
               if
               Almighty
               God
               himselfe
               doe
               cry
               out
               unto
               thee
               ,
               and
               say
               ,
               Take
               heede
               thou
               miserable
               man
               ,
               for
               death
               is
               in
               that
               kinde
               of
               meate
               ,
               and
               death
               
               doth
               lye
               lurking
               in
               that
               glutto●ous
               morsell
               ,
               which
               the
               divell
               hath
               set
               before
               thee
               ?
               How
               da●est
               thou
               reach
               for
               everlasting
               death
               with
               thine
               owne
               hands
               ,
               ●nd
               drinke
               thine
               owne
               damna●ion
               ?
               Where
               is
               the
               applying
               of
               ●hy
               wits
               ,
               thy
               judgement
               ,
               and
               the
               discourse
               and
               reason
               which
               ●hou
               hast
               of
               a
               spirituall
               man
               ?
               Where
               is
               their
               light
               ,
               where
               is
               ●heir
               force
               ?
               Sith
               that
               none
               of
               ●hem
               doe
               bridle
               thee
               any
               whit
               from
               thy
               common
               usuall
               vices
               ?
               Oh
               thou
               wretched
               and
               carelesse
               creature
               ,
               be
               witched
               by
               the
               ●ommon
               enemy
               Satan
               ,
               adjudg●d
               to
               everlasting
               darknesse
               ,
               both
               inward
               and
               outward
               ,
               and
               so
               ●oest
               goe
               from
               one
               darkenesse
               ●o
               the
               other
               .
               Thou
               art
               blinde
               
               to
               see
               thine
               owne
               misery
               ,
               in
               sensible
               to
               understand
               thine
               owne
               perdition
               ,
               and
               harde●
               than
               any
               Adamant
               ,
               to
               feele
               the
               hammer
               of
               Gods
               word
               .
               Oh
               ,
               a
               thousand
               times
               most
               miserable
               thou
               art
               ,
               worthy
               to
               be
               lamented
               with
               none
               other
               teares
               ,
               than
               with
               those
               wherewith
               thy
               damnation
               was
               lamented
               ,
               when
               i●
               was
               said
               ,
               Luke
               19.
               
               
                 Oh
                 that
                 thou
                 knewest
                 this
                 day
                 the
                 peace
                 ,
                 quietnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 treasures
                 ,
                 which
                 Almighty
                 God
                 hath
                 offered
                 unto
                 thee
                 ,
                 that
                 doe
                 now
                 lye
                 hidden
                 from
                 thine
                 eyes
                 .
              
               Oh
               miserable
               is
               the
               day
               of
               thy
               nativity
               ,
               and
               much
               more
               miserable
               the
               day
               of
               thy
               death
               :
               forsomuch
               ,
               as
               that
               shall
               be
               the
               beginning
               of
               thine
               everlasting
               damnation
               .
               Oh
               ,
               how
               
               much
               better
               had
               it
               beene
               for
               thee
               ,
               never
               to
               have
               been
               borne
               ,
               if
               thou
               shalt
               be
               damned
               in
               the
               horrible
               pit
               of
               hell
               for
               ever
               ,
               where
               the
               torments
               are
               perpetually
               durable
               .
               How
               much
               better
               had
               it
               beene
               for
               thee
               never
               to
               have
               beene
               baptised
               ,
               not
               yet
               to
               have
               received
               the
               Christian
               Faith
               ,
               if
               through
               the
               abusing
               thereof
               by
               thy
               wicked
               life
               ,
               thy
               damnation
               shallt
               hereby
               be
               the
               greater
               ?
               For
               if
               the
               light
               of
               reason
               onely
               sufficeth
               to
               make
               the
               Heathen
               Philosophers
               inexcusable
               ,
               because
               they
               knowing
               God
               in
               some
               degree
               ,
               did
               not
               glorifie
               him
               nor
               serve
               him
               (
               as
               the
               Apostle
               saith
               in
               the
               first
               to
               the
               Romans
               )
               how
               much
               lesse
               shall
               hee
               be
               excused
               ,
               that
               hath
               
               received
               the
               light
               of
               faith
               ,
               and
               the
               water
               of
               Baptisme
               ,
               yea
               ,
               and
               the
               holy
               Sacrament
               of
               the
               body
               and
               bloud
               of
               our
               Lord
               and
               Saviour
               Jesus
               Christ
               ,
               hearing
               daily
               the
               doctrine
               of
               the
               Gospell
               ,
               if
               hee
               doe
               nothing
               more
               than
               those
               Pagan
               Philosophers
               have
               done
               .
            
             
               Now
               ,
               what
               other
               thing
               may
               we
               inferre
               of
               the
               premises
               ,
               but
               briefly
               to
               conclude
               ,
               That
               there
               is
               none
               other
               understanding
               ,
               none
               other
               wisedome
               ,
               none
               other
               counsell
               in
               the
               world
               ,
               but
               that
               setting
               aside
               all
               the
               impediments
               and
               combersome
               dangerous
               wayes
               of
               this
               life
               ,
               wee
               follow
               that
               onely
               true
               and
               certaine
               way
               ,
               whereby
               true
               peace
               and
               everlasting
               life
               is
               obtained
               .
               
               Hereunto
               are
               we
               called
               by
               reason
               ,
               by
               wisedome
               ,
               by
               law
               ,
               by
               heaven
               ,
               by
               earth
               ,
               by
               hell
               ,
               and
               by
               the
               life
               ,
               death
               ,
               justice
               ,
               and
               mercy
               of
               Almighty
               God.
               Hereunto
               are
               we
               also
               very
               notably
               invited
               by
               the
               Holy
               Word
               ,
               spoken
               by
               the
               mouth
               of
               Ecclesiasticus
               in
               the
               sixt
               Chapter
               ,
               in
               this
               wise
               :
               My
               sonne
               hearken
               to
               instruction
               even
               from
               the
               first
               yeares
               of
               thy
               youth
               ,
               and
               in
               thy
               latter
               daies
               thou
               shalt
               enjoy
               the
               sweet
               fruit
               of
               wisedome
               :
               Approach
               unto
               it
               ,
               as
               one
               that
               ploweth
               and
               soweth
               ,
               and
               with
               patience
               expect
               the
               fruitfull
               increase
               which
               it
               shall
               yeeld
               unto
               thee
               .
               The
               paines
               that
               thou
               shalt
               take
               ,
               shall
               bee
               but
               little
               ,
               and
               the
               benefits
               that
               thou
               shalt
               speedily
               enjoy
               ,
               
               shall
               be
               great
               .
               My
               son
               hearken
               to
               my
               words
               ,
               and
               neglect
               not
               this
               my
               counsell
               which
               I
               shall
               give
               thee
               ,
               put
               thy
               feet
               willingly
               into
               her
               fetters
               ,
               and
               thy
               necke
               into
               her
               chaines
               :
               bow
               downe
               thy
               shoulders
               ,
               and
               carry
               her
               upon
               thee
               ,
               and
               be
               not
               displeased
               with
               her
               bonds
               :
               approach
               neere
               unto
               her
               with
               all
               thy
               heart
               ,
               and
               follow
               her
               wayes
               with
               all
               thy
               strength
               ,
               seeke
               for
               her
               with
               all
               thy
               diligence
               ,
               and
               she
               will
               make
               her selfe
               knowne
               unto
               thee
               ,
               and
               after
               that
               thou
               hast
               found
               her
               ,
               never
               forsake
               her
               :
               for
               by
               her
               shalt
               thou
               finde
               rest
               in
               thy
               latter
               daies
               ,
               and
               that
               which
               before
               did
               seeme
               so
               painfull
               unto
               thee
               ,
               will
               afterwards
               become
               very
               pleasant
               .
               Her
               fetters
               
               shall
               be
               a
               defence
               of
               thy
               strength
               ,
               and
               a
               foundation
               of
               vertue
               ,
               and
               her
               chaine
               shall
               be
               a
               ●obe
               of
               glory
               :
               for
               in
               her
               is
               the
               beauty
               of
               life
               ,
               and
               her
               bonds
               ●re
               the
               bonds
               of
               health
               .
               Hetherto
               Ecclesiasticus
               .
               Whereby
               thou
               maiest
               understand
               in
               some
               degree
               ,
               how
               great
               the
               beauty
               ,
               the
               delights
               ,
               the
               liberty
               ,
               and
               riches
               of
               true
               wisedome
               are
               ,
               which
               is
               vertue
               it selfe
               ,
               and
               the
               knowledge
               of
               Almighty
               God
               ,
               wherof
               wee
               doe
               intreate
               .
               But
               if
               all
               this
               be
               insufficient
               to
               mollifie
               our
               stony
               hearts
               ,
               lift
               up
               thine
               eyes
               ,
               and
               fix
               thy
               thoughts
               constantly
               to
               behold
               our
               omnipotent
               God
               in
               his
               mercy
               and
               love
               towards
               sinners
               upon
               his
               dying
               crosse
               ,
               where
               he
               made
               full
               satisfaction
               
               for
               thy
               sinnes
               .
               There
               shalt
               thou
               behold
               him
               in
               this
               forme
               :
               his
               feet
               nailed
               fast
               ,
               looking
               for
               thee
               ;
               his
               armes
               spread
               abroad
               to
               receive
               thee
               ,
               and
               his
               head
               bowing
               downe
               ,
               to
               give
               thee
               ,
               as
               to
               another
               prodigall
               sonne
               ,
               new
               kisses
               of
               peace
               and
               attonement
               .
               From
               thence
               hee
               calleth
               thee
               (
               if
               thou
               wouldest
               heare
               )
               with
               so
               many
               callings
               and
               cries
               as
               there
               be
               wounds
               in
               his
               whole
               body
               .
               Hearken
               thou
               therefore
               unto
               these
               voyces
               ,
               and
               consider
               well
               with
               thy selfe
               ,
               that
               if
               his
               prayer
               be
               not
               heard
               that
               hearkeneth
               not
               unto
               the
               cries
               of
               the
               poore
               ,
               how
               much
               lesse
               shall
               he
               be
               heard
               ,
               that
               maketh
               himselfe
               deafe
               to
               such
               cries
               as
               these
               ,
               being
               the
               most
               mercifull
               
               cryings
               of
               our
               loving
               Saviour
               ,
               and
               intended
               for
               our
               soules
               salvation
               .
               Who
               is
               he
               that
               hath
               not
               cause
               to
               resolve
               himselfe
               wholly
               into
               teares
               to
               weepe
               and
               bewaile
               his
               manifold
               offences
               ?
               Who
               is
               he
               that
               can
               lament
               ,
               and
               will
               not
               lament
               at
               this
               ?
               unlesse
               he
               be
               such
               a
               one
               as
               seeth
               not
               ,
               nor
               careth
               what
               great
               shipwracke
               ,
               waste
               ,
               and
               havocke
               he
               maketh
               of
               al
               the
               riches
               and
               treasures
               of
               his
               soule
               .
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
      
       
         
           
             
             
             
               
                 GODLY
                 PRAYERS
                 NECESSARY
                 AND
                 VSEFVLL
                 for
                 Christian
                 Families
              
               upon
               severall
               occasions
               .
            
             
               Therefore
               I
               say
               unto
               you
               ,
               What
               things
               ever
               yee
               desire
               when
               yee
               pray
               ,
               beleeve
               ●●at
               ye
               receive
               them
               ,
               and
               yee
               shall
               ●●ve
               them
               .
            
             
               LONDON
               ,
               
                 Printed
                 by
              
               G.
               M.
               for
               M.
               S.
               1629.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
             
               Godly
               CHRISTIAN
               Prayers
               .
            
             
               
                 A
                 houshold
                 Prayer
                 for
                 private
                 Families
                 in
                 the
                 Morning
                 .
              
               
                 MOst
                 mighty
                 and
                 glorious
                 God
                 ,
                 the
                 onely
                 Creator
                 and
                 Governour
                 of
                 Heaven
                 and
                 ●arth
                 ;
                 and
                 all
                 things
                 therein
                 ●ontained
                 ,
                 we
                 miserable
                 sinners
                 
                 here
                 met
                 together
                 by
                 thy
                 gra●●
                 doe
                 in
                 thy
                 feare
                 prostrate
                 selves
                 before
                 thy
                 throne
                 of
                 Majesty
                 and
                 glory
                 ,
                 desiring
                 in
                 so
                 measure
                 to
                 shew
                 our
                 unfain
                 thankfullnesse
                 ,
                 for
                 thy
                 innurable
                 mercies
                 multiplied
                 up
                 us
                 from
                 the
                 first
                 houre
                 of
                 birth
                 ,
                 yea
                 before
                 our
                 birth
                 ,
                 a
                 before
                 time
                 was
                 .
                 Before
                 foundations
                 of
                 the
                 world
                 w●
                 laid
                 ,
                 thou
                 out
                 of
                 thy
                 free
                 〈◊〉
                 and
                 meere
                 mercy
                 ,
                 didst
                 elect
                 to
                 eternall
                 life
                 ,
                 when
                 thou
                 di●
                 reject
                 others
                 .
                 Thou
                 didst
                 ●ate
                 us
                 after
                 thine
                 owne
                 ima●●
                 engraving
                 upon
                 us
                 the
                 cha●●cters
                 of
                 spirituall
                 wisedom
                 righteousnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 true
                 ho●●nesse
                 ;
                 when
                 it
                 was
                 in
                 thy
                 pow●●
                 to
                 have
                 made
                 us
                 like
                 unto
                 
                 beasts
                 that
                 perish
                 ;
                 yea
                 ,
                 to
                 have
                 ●qualled
                 us
                 to
                 the
                 basest
                 of
                 thy
                 ●●eatures
                 .
                 And
                 when
                 through
                 ●ur
                 owne
                 default
                 wee
                 lost
                 that
                 ●●ignity
                 ,
                 thou
                 didst
                 so
                 pittie
                 us
                 as
                 ●●
                 send
                 from
                 thine
                 owne
                 bo●ome
                 thine
                 onely
                 begotten
                 Son
                 ●●
                 recover
                 it
                 for
                 us
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 re●tore
                 it
                 to
                 us
                 ,
                 and
                 that
                 with
                 no
                 ●esse
                 price
                 then
                 his
                 owne
                 heart●loud
                 .
                 Besides
                 ,
                 it
                 hath
                 pleased
                 ●hee
                 continually
                 to
                 spread
                 the
                 wings
                 of
                 thy
                 gracious
                 protection
                 over
                 us
                 ,
                 to
                 ward
                 and
                 guard
                 ●s
                 by
                 thy
                 providence
                 ,
                 to
                 open
                 ●●y
                 hand
                 and
                 to
                 replenish
                 us
                 with
                 good
                 things
                 ,
                 to
                 continue
                 our
                 life
                 ,
                 health
                 ,
                 strength
                 ,
                 food
                 ,
                 ●aiment
                 ,
                 peace
                 ,
                 and
                 liberty
                 ,
                 to
                 his
                 very
                 houre
                 .
                 Thou
                 hast
                 even
                 loaded
                 us
                 with
                 thy
                 benefits
                 ,
                 
                 if
                 we
                 had
                 hearts
                 rightly
                 to
                 consider
                 it
                 ;
                 thou
                 renewest
                 thy
                 mercy
                 towards
                 us
                 every
                 morning
                 ;
                 and
                 the
                 night
                 past
                 hast
                 given
                 us
                 a
                 testimony
                 of
                 thy
                 love
                 :
                 For
                 whereas
                 ,
                 for
                 the
                 sinnes
                 committed
                 the
                 day
                 before
                 ,
                 thou
                 mightest
                 even
                 in
                 the
                 dead
                 of
                 sleepe
                 have
                 given
                 us
                 a
                 sodaine
                 call
                 out
                 of
                 this
                 world
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 presently
                 have
                 brought
                 us
                 to
                 that
                 great
                 account
                 which
                 wee
                 must
                 make
                 before
                 thee
                 ,
                 thou
                 vouchsafest
                 yet
                 to
                 spare
                 us
                 ,
                 yea
                 (
                 which
                 is
                 more
                 )
                 to
                 refresh
                 us
                 with
                 comfortable
                 rest
                 ,
                 to
                 preserve
                 us
                 from
                 all
                 dangers
                 that
                 might
                 have
                 befallen
                 our
                 soules
                 or
                 bodies
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 bring
                 us
                 in
                 safety
                 to
                 the
                 beginning
                 of
                 this
                 day
                 .
                 Heavenly
                 Father
                 ,
                 grant
                 
                 that
                 we
                 may
                 not
                 be
                 unmindfull
                 of
                 thy
                 manifold
                 mercies
                 ,
                 but
                 that
                 wee
                 may
                 often
                 thinke
                 of
                 them
                 ,
                 and
                 speake
                 of
                 them
                 to
                 thy
                 glory
                 ;
                 and
                 that
                 the
                 consideration
                 thereof
                 may
                 stirre
                 us
                 up
                 to
                 devote
                 all
                 the
                 powers
                 of
                 our
                 soules
                 ,
                 and
                 members
                 of
                 our
                 bodies
                 to
                 thy
                 service
                 .
                 Forgive
                 us
                 our
                 former
                 unthankefulnesse
                 for
                 thy
                 mercies
                 ,
                 and
                 our
                 severall
                 abuses
                 of
                 them
                 ,
                 yea
                 pardon
                 all
                 our
                 sinnes
                 past
                 ,
                 we
                 most
                 humbly
                 beseech
                 thee
                 ,
                 for
                 thy
                 owne
                 mercies
                 sake
                 ,
                 and
                 for
                 thy
                 Sonnes
                 merits
                 .
                 Our
                 sinnes
                 are
                 great
                 and
                 grievous
                 ,
                 for
                 in
                 sinne
                 we
                 were
                 borne
                 ,
                 and
                 ever
                 since
                 have
                 we
                 gone
                 on
                 in
                 a
                 course
                 of
                 sinne
                 and
                 rebellion
                 against
                 thee
                 ,
                 we
                 doe
                 daily
                 breake
                 thy
                 holy
                 precepts
                 ,
                 
                 and
                 that
                 against
                 the
                 light
                 of
                 our
                 owne
                 knowledge
                 ,
                 albeit
                 we
                 know
                 that
                 thou
                 art
                 our
                 Creatour
                 ,
                 who
                 hast
                 made
                 us
                 ;
                 ou●
                 Redeemer
                 ,
                 who
                 hast
                 bought
                 us
                 with
                 the
                 precious
                 blood
                 of
                 thy
                 onely
                 begotten
                 sonne
                 ;
                 and
                 ou●
                 Comforter
                 ,
                 who
                 bestowes●
                 upon
                 us
                 all
                 things
                 needfull
                 fo●
                 our
                 being
                 and
                 well-being
                 ,
                 fo●
                 this
                 life
                 and
                 for
                 a
                 better
                 life
                 Yea
                 even
                 thee
                 ,
                 thee
                 (
                 O
                 Lord
                 have
                 we
                 presumed
                 to
                 offend
                 that
                 hast
                 beene
                 thus
                 abundantly
                 mercifull
                 unto
                 us
                 .
                 For
                 this
                 ou●
                 unthankefulnesse
                 and
                 wicked
                 nesse
                 ,
                 enter
                 not
                 into
                 judgement
                 with
                 us
                 ,
                 wee
                 most
                 humbly
                 beseech
                 thee
                 from
                 the
                 bottom
                 of
                 our
                 hearts
                 ;
                 but
                 have
                 merc●
                 upon
                 us
                 ,
                 have
                 mercy
                 upon
                 u●
                 
                 most
                 mercifull
                 Father
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 mercy
                 wash
                 away
                 all
                 our
                 sinnes
                 with
                 the
                 bloud
                 of
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 ,
                 ●hat
                 so
                 they
                 may
                 never
                 bee
                 laid
                 ●o
                 our
                 charge
                 ,
                 nor
                 have
                 power
                 ●rise
                 up
                 in
                 judgement
                 against
                 ●s
                 .
                 Pierce
                 our
                 hearts
                 with
                 a
                 ●eeling
                 of
                 our
                 sinnes
                 ,
                 that
                 wee
                 ●ay
                 mourne
                 for
                 them
                 ,
                 as
                 wee
                 ●ught
                 to
                 doe
                 ;
                 make
                 us
                 to
                 loath
                 ●nd
                 abhorre
                 them
                 ,
                 that
                 we
                 may
                 ●ave
                 and
                 avoid
                 them
                 ,
                 that
                 wee
                 may
                 be
                 watchfull
                 against
                 all
                 occasions
                 of
                 sinne
                 ,
                 and
                 circum●ect
                 over
                 our
                 owne
                 wayes
                 .
                 ●owre
                 thy
                 Spirit
                 and
                 put
                 thy
                 ●ace
                 into
                 our
                 hearts
                 ,
                 that
                 thereby
                 we
                 may
                 be
                 inabled
                 for
                 thy
                 ●●vice
                 ,
                 and
                 both
                 in
                 body
                 and
                 ●ule
                 may
                 glorifie
                 thee
                 heere
                 ,
                 ●●at
                 wee
                 may
                 be
                 glorified
                 of
                 
                 thee
                 and
                 with
                 thee
                 hereafter
                 .
                 And
                 as
                 a
                 speciall
                 meanes
                 to
                 keepe
                 us
                 in
                 subjection
                 before
                 thee
                 ,
                 work
                 in
                 us
                 ,
                 holy
                 Father
                 ,
                 a
                 continuall
                 and
                 effectuall
                 remembrance
                 of
                 this
                 earths
                 vanity
                 ,
                 of
                 our
                 owne
                 mortality
                 ,
                 o●
                 that
                 great
                 and
                 terrible
                 judgement
                 to
                 come
                 ;
                 of
                 the
                 paines
                 o●
                 hell
                 ,
                 and
                 joyes
                 of
                 heaven
                 which
                 follow
                 after
                 ;
                 O
                 let
                 the
                 remembrance
                 of
                 these
                 things
                 be
                 a
                 spu●
                 to
                 provoke
                 us
                 unto
                 vertue
                 ,
                 and
                 a
                 bridle
                 to
                 hold
                 us
                 in
                 from
                 galloping
                 after
                 vice
                 and
                 wickednesse
                 .
                 We
                 know
                 not
                 how
                 soon
                 thou
                 wilt
                 set
                 a
                 period
                 to
                 ou●
                 lives
                 ,
                 and
                 call
                 for
                 our
                 soules
                 to
                 appeare
                 before
                 thee
                 ,
                 whether
                 this
                 day
                 or
                 not
                 before
                 the
                 evening
                 ;
                 O
                 prepare
                 us
                 therefore
                 
                 for
                 the
                 houre
                 of
                 death
                 ,
                 that
                 we
                 may
                 then
                 neither
                 feare
                 nor
                 faint
                 ,
                 but
                 may
                 with
                 joy
                 yeeld
                 up
                 our
                 soules
                 into
                 thy
                 mercifull
                 hands
                 ,
                 and
                 doe
                 thou
                 ,
                 O
                 Father
                 of
                 mercy
                 ,
                 receive
                 them
                 .
                 Let
                 thy
                 mercifull
                 eye
                 look
                 upon
                 us
                 this
                 day
                 ,
                 shield
                 us
                 from
                 the
                 temptations
                 of
                 the
                 divell
                 ,
                 and
                 grant
                 us
                 ●he
                 custody
                 of
                 thy
                 holy
                 Angels
                 ,
                 to
                 defend
                 us
                 in
                 all
                 our
                 wayes
                 :
                 ●nable
                 us
                 with
                 diligence
                 and
                 ●onscience
                 to
                 discharge
                 the
                 du●●es
                 of
                 our
                 callings
                 ,
                 and
                 crowne
                 all
                 our
                 endeavours
                 with
                 thy
                 blessing
                 :
                 without
                 thy
                 blessing
                 all
                 mans
                 labour
                 is
                 but
                 vaine
                 ,
                 ●oe
                 thou
                 therefore
                 blesse
                 us
                 in
                 ●ur
                 severall
                 places
                 ;
                 O
                 prosper
                 ●hou
                 our
                 handy-work
                 .
                 Provide
                 ●or
                 us
                 all
                 things
                 which
                 thou
                 
                 knowest
                 to
                 bee
                 needfull
                 for
                 every
                 one
                 of
                 us
                 this
                 day
                 .
                 Give
                 us
                 a
                 sanctified
                 use
                 of
                 thy
                 creatures
                 agodly
                 jealousie
                 over
                 ourselves
                 a
                 continual
                 remembrance
                 of
                 thy
                 omniscience
                 ,
                 &
                 omnipresence
                 that
                 we
                 may
                 labour
                 to
                 approve
                 our
                 very
                 thoughts
                 unto
                 thee
                 weane
                 us
                 from
                 the
                 love
                 of
                 thi●
                 world
                 ,
                 and
                 ravish
                 our
                 soule
                 with
                 the
                 love
                 of
                 our
                 home
                 and
                 thine
                 everlasting
                 Kingdome
                 Defend
                 the
                 universall
                 Church
                 the
                 Churches
                 of
                 this
                 Land
                 especially
                 ,
                 our
                 gracious
                 King
                 Charles
                 ,
                 our
                 illustrious
                 Queen
                 Mary
                 ,
                 together
                 with
                 the
                 Princesse
                 Elizabeth
                 ,
                 and
                 her
                 Princely
                 issue
                 ;
                 crowne
                 them
                 with
                 thy
                 graces
                 heere
                 ,
                 and
                 with
                 thy
                 glory
                 hereafter
                 .
                 Bee
                 with
                 th●
                 
                 Magistracie
                 and
                 Ministerie
                 of
                 the
                 Realme
                 ,
                 make
                 thy
                 Gospell
                 to
                 flourish
                 amongst
                 us
                 by
                 the
                 labours
                 of
                 those
                 whom
                 thou
                 hast
                 appointed
                 to
                 this
                 great
                 service
                 .
                 Comfort
                 thine
                 afflicted
                 servants
                 ,
                 in
                 what
                 place
                 or
                 case
                 soever
                 they
                 be
                 ;
                 give
                 us
                 a
                 fellow
                 feeling
                 of
                 their
                 miseries
                 ,
                 and
                 wisedome
                 to
                 prepare
                 our selves
                 against
                 the
                 evill
                 day
                 .
                 Heare
                 us
                 in
                 these
                 things
                 ,
                 and
                 grant
                 what
                 else
                 thou
                 knowest
                 needfull
                 for
                 us
                 ,
                 not
                 for
                 our
                 worthinesse
                 ,
                 but
                 for
                 thy
                 Sonnes
                 sake
                 ,
                 our
                 alone
                 Saviour
                 ,
                 in
                 whose
                 name
                 and
                 words
                 ,
                 we
                 conclude
                 our
                 imperfect
                 prayers
                 ,
                 saying
                 :
                 
                   Our
                   Father
                
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
            
             
               
               
                 A
                 houshold
                 Prayer
                 for
                 private
                 Families
                 in
                 the
                 Evening
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 Glorious
                 God
                 ,
                 in
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 our
                 gracious
                 Father
                 ,
                 we
                 wretched
                 creatures
                 by
                 nature
                 ,
                 but
                 by
                 thy
                 grace
                 thy
                 servants
                 and
                 children
                 doe
                 heere
                 make
                 bold
                 to
                 appeare
                 before
                 thee
                 in
                 the
                 humility
                 of
                 our
                 soules
                 ,
                 to
                 performe
                 some
                 part
                 of
                 that
                 duty
                 which
                 we
                 owe
                 unto
                 thee
                 .
                 And
                 first
                 we
                 offer
                 unto
                 thy
                 divine
                 Majestie
                 the
                 
                 calves
                 of
                 our
                 lips
                 ,
                 the
                 sacrifice
                 ●f
                 praise
                 and
                 thanksgiving
                 for
                 ●ine
                 infinite
                 mercies
                 which
                 ●hou
                 hast
                 beene
                 pleased
                 to
                 con●erre
                 upon
                 us
                 out
                 of
                 thy
                 boundnesse
                 and
                 endlesse
                 goodnesse
                 .
                 What
                 thou
                 hast
                 done
                 for
                 us
                 this
                 ●hy
                 ,
                 is
                 beyond
                 all
                 that
                 we
                 are
                 ●ble
                 to
                 expresse
                 or
                 conceive
                 :
                 ●hou
                 hast
                 preserved
                 us
                 from
                 all
                 ●erils
                 and
                 dangers
                 ,
                 so
                 that
                 none
                 ●f
                 those
                 judgements
                 (
                 which
                 our
                 ●●nes
                 have
                 deserved
                 )
                 have
                 bin
                 ●flicted
                 upon
                 us
                 ;
                 thou
                 hast
                 ●nlarged
                 our
                 time
                 and
                 opportu●ity
                 to
                 repent
                 ;
                 thou
                 hast
                 pro●●ded
                 for
                 our
                 soules
                 and
                 bodies
                 ;
                 ●●ou
                 hast
                 bin
                 no
                 way
                 wanting
                 ●nto
                 us
                 if
                 we
                 had
                 hearts
                 to
                 acknowledge
                 it
                 .
                 Forgive
                 us
                 that
                 ●e
                 cannot
                 acknowledge
                 thy
                 
                 goodnesse
                 as
                 we
                 ought
                 to
                 doe
                 and
                 more
                 and
                 more
                 quicken
                 u●
                 in
                 this
                 dutie
                 ,
                 that
                 we
                 may
                 with
                 heart
                 and
                 voyce
                 acknowledg●
                 thee
                 to
                 be
                 that
                 Father
                 of
                 lights
                 from
                 whom
                 we
                 doe
                 receiv●
                 every
                 good
                 and
                 perfect
                 gift●
                 ascribing
                 unto
                 thee
                 the
                 whole
                 glory
                 of
                 all
                 that
                 we
                 enjoy
                 ,
                 both
                 now
                 and
                 evermore
                 .
                 And
                 gran●
                 we
                 pray
                 thee
                 ,
                 that
                 our
                 thankefulnesse
                 may
                 not
                 be
                 onely
                 ver●
                 ball
                 ,
                 but
                 reall
                 ,
                 we
                 labouring
                 i●
                 deede
                 and
                 in
                 truth
                 to
                 be
                 dutiful●
                 unto
                 thee
                 that
                 hast
                 bin
                 so
                 bountifull
                 unto
                 us
                 .
                 Pardon
                 us
                 for
                 th●
                 sinnes
                 of
                 this
                 day
                 ,
                 wherein
                 we●
                 have
                 offended
                 thee
                 ,
                 whether
                 open
                 or
                 secret
                 ,
                 of
                 ignorance
                 o●
                 of
                 knowledge
                 ,
                 of
                 infirmity
                 o●
                 presumption
                 ,
                 of
                 omission
                 o●
                 
                 commission
                 ,
                 in
                 thought
                 ,
                 word
                 or
                 deed
                 .
                 The
                 sinnes
                 of
                 this
                 day
                 are
                 enough
                 to
                 plunge
                 us
                 ,
                 soule
                 and
                 body
                 ,
                 into
                 the
                 bottomlesse
                 gulfe
                 of
                 perdition
                 .
                 If
                 thou
                 shouldest
                 straightly
                 mark
                 them
                 ,
                 what
                 answer
                 shall
                 we
                 be
                 able
                 to
                 make
                 thee
                 ,
                 how
                 shall
                 wee
                 dare
                 to
                 appeare
                 in
                 thy
                 presence
                 ,
                 before
                 whom
                 all
                 thy
                 creatures
                 feare
                 and
                 tremble
                 ?
                 But
                 thy
                 mercy
                 is
                 above
                 all
                 thy
                 workes
                 ;
                 much
                 more
                 above
                 all
                 our
                 works
                 of
                 sinne
                 .
                 In
                 the
                 confidence
                 of
                 thy
                 mercy
                 we
                 come
                 unto
                 thee
                 ,
                 beseeching
                 thee
                 in
                 thy
                 sonne
                 Christ
                 to
                 be
                 reconciled
                 with
                 us
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 assure
                 us
                 hereof
                 by
                 the
                 certificate
                 of
                 thine
                 owne
                 blessed
                 spirit
                 .
                 Breake
                 the
                 strength
                 of
                 sin
                 that
                 would
                 subdue
                 us
                 more
                 
                 and
                 more
                 ;
                 and
                 reare
                 in
                 us
                 cleane
                 hearts
                 ,
                 and
                 renew
                 a
                 right
                 spirit
                 within
                 us
                 ,
                 Increase
                 our
                 faith
                 in
                 the
                 sweet
                 promises
                 of
                 the
                 Gospell
                 ,
                 and
                 our
                 repentance
                 from
                 dead
                 workes
                 ,
                 our
                 hope
                 of
                 eternall
                 life
                 ,
                 our
                 feare
                 of
                 thy
                 name
                 ,
                 our
                 zeale
                 for
                 thy
                 glory
                 ,
                 our
                 hatred
                 of
                 sinne
                 ,
                 our
                 love
                 of
                 righteousnesse
                 ,
                 our
                 contentment
                 in
                 all
                 estates
                 ,
                 our
                 patience
                 in
                 adversity
                 ,
                 our
                 prudence
                 in
                 prosperity
                 :
                 that
                 so
                 being
                 furnished
                 with
                 the
                 endowments
                 of
                 grace
                 here
                 ,
                 we
                 may
                 be
                 fitted
                 for
                 the
                 enjoyment
                 of
                 glory
                 hereafter
                 .
                 And
                 because
                 the
                 night
                 is
                 now
                 upon
                 us
                 ,
                 and
                 our
                 bodies
                 desirous
                 of
                 quiet
                 rest
                 ,
                 wee
                 pray
                 thee
                 to
                 take
                 us
                 into
                 thy
                 blessed
                 tuition
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 refresh
                 our
                 wearied
                 bodies
                 
                 with
                 comfortable
                 sleepe
                 .
                 Protect
                 us
                 and
                 all
                 that
                 doe
                 belong
                 unto
                 us
                 under
                 the
                 shadow
                 of
                 thy
                 vings
                 ,
                 defend
                 us
                 from
                 all
                 evill
                 ,
                 both
                 of
                 sinne
                 and
                 punishment
                 :
                 keepe
                 us
                 from
                 security
                 and
                 carelesnesse
                 ,
                 from
                 dulnesse
                 and
                 drowsinesse
                 of
                 spirit
                 ,
                 from
                 fire
                 and
                 robbery
                 ,
                 from
                 the
                 malice
                 of
                 Satan
                 and
                 all
                 his
                 adherents
                 ,
                 from
                 all
                 perils
                 into
                 which
                 for
                 our
                 sinnes
                 wee
                 might
                 justly
                 fall
                 .
                 Let
                 the
                 sight
                 of
                 the
                 bed
                 minde
                 us
                 of
                 that
                 last
                 bed
                 ,
                 the
                 grave
                 ,
                 wherein
                 wee
                 are
                 shortly
                 to
                 take
                 up
                 our
                 lodging
                 ,
                 we
                 know
                 not
                 how
                 soone
                 .
                 None
                 of
                 us
                 here
                 present
                 can
                 certainely
                 tell
                 ,
                 whether
                 these
                 eyes
                 of
                 ours
                 once
                 closed
                 up
                 ,
                 shall
                 ever
                 any
                 more
                 open
                 againe
                 in
                 this
                 world
                 :
                 
                 therfore
                 receive
                 us
                 ,
                 good
                 Lord
                 ,
                 receive
                 us
                 into
                 the
                 armes
                 of
                 thy
                 mercy
                 ,
                 unto
                 thine
                 Almighty
                 protection
                 wee
                 bequeath
                 our selves
                 ,
                 soules
                 and
                 bodies
                 ,
                 and
                 all
                 that
                 we
                 have
                 :
                 upon
                 thy
                 mercy
                 alone
                 wee
                 cast
                 our selves
                 both
                 this
                 present
                 night
                 and
                 for
                 evermore
                 .
                 Bee
                 mercifull
                 to
                 thy
                 whole
                 Church
                 ,
                 continue
                 the
                 flourishing
                 state
                 of
                 the
                 Kingdomes
                 wherin
                 we
                 live
                 .
                 Decrease
                 in
                 it
                 the
                 number
                 of
                 superstitious
                 Papists
                 and
                 prophane
                 Atheists
                 ,
                 and
                 increase
                 in
                 it
                 the
                 number
                 of
                 such
                 as
                 unfainedly
                 feare
                 thee
                 .
                 Preserve
                 from
                 all
                 dangers
                 and
                 conspiracies
                 our
                 religious
                 King
                 Charles
                 ,
                 our
                 gracious
                 Queene
                 Mary
                 ,
                 the
                 Lady
                 Elizabeth
                 ,
                 and
                 her
                 children
                 .
                 Give
                 them
                 all
                 such
                 
                 a
                 measure
                 of
                 thy
                 Spirit
                 &
                 grace
                 ,
                 that
                 they
                 may
                 seeke
                 to
                 advance
                 thy
                 kingdome
                 on
                 earth
                 ,
                 and
                 at
                 last
                 be
                 advanced
                 to
                 thine
                 everlasting
                 Kingdome
                 in
                 Heaven
                 .
                 Endow
                 the
                 right
                 Honourable
                 of
                 our
                 Privie
                 Counsell
                 with
                 all
                 such
                 graces
                 as
                 may
                 make
                 them
                 fit
                 for
                 so
                 high
                 a
                 place
                 .
                 Stirre
                 up
                 Magistrates
                 and
                 men
                 in
                 authority
                 ,
                 to
                 endeavour
                 after
                 the
                 furthering
                 of
                 thine
                 honour
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 benefiting
                 of
                 thy
                 people
                 .
                 Make
                 the
                 Ministers
                 able
                 and
                 willing
                 to
                 discharge
                 the
                 duties
                 of
                 their
                 weighty
                 calling
                 with
                 diligence
                 and
                 conscience
                 ;
                 water
                 their
                 indeavours
                 with
                 the
                 dew
                 of
                 heaven
                 ,
                 that
                 daily
                 such
                 as
                 belong
                 unto
                 life
                 eternall
                 may
                 be
                 added
                 unto
                 the
                 Church
                 .
                 Comfort
                 ,
                 
                 O
                 comfort
                 thine
                 afflicted
                 servants
                 ,
                 wheresoever
                 or
                 howsoever
                 troubled
                 :
                 sweeten
                 their
                 afflictions
                 and
                 season
                 their
                 sorrowes
                 with
                 the
                 comforts
                 of
                 thy
                 Spirit
                 .
                 Give
                 them
                 all
                 needfull
                 assistance
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 thy
                 owne
                 time
                 a
                 joyfull
                 deliverance
                 .
                 And
                 make
                 us
                 ready
                 for
                 afflictions
                 ,
                 that
                 they
                 may
                 not
                 come
                 upon
                 us
                 as
                 a
                 snare
                 ,
                 but
                 that
                 we
                 may
                 in
                 good
                 measure
                 ,
                 like
                 wise
                 Virgins
                 bee
                 prepared
                 for
                 the
                 comming
                 of
                 Christ
                 Jesus
                 ,
                 the
                 sweet
                 Bridegroome
                 of
                 our
                 soules
                 .
                 Finally
                 ,
                 wee
                 pray
                 thee
                 beare
                 with
                 the
                 weakenesse
                 ,
                 and
                 coldnesse
                 ,
                 and
                 imperfection
                 of
                 our
                 prayers
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 grant
                 our
                 requests
                 ,
                 not
                 for
                 our
                 merits
                 ,
                 but
                 for
                 thine
                 owne
                 mercies
                 ,
                 and
                 for
                 the
                 sake
                 of
                 thy
                 
                 dearely
                 beloved
                 Sonne
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 ,
                 who
                 died
                 to
                 make
                 satisfaction
                 for
                 us
                 ,
                 and
                 liveth
                 to
                 make
                 intercession
                 for
                 us
                 ,
                 in
                 whose
                 words
                 we
                 shut
                 up
                 our
                 imperfect
                 prayers
                 ,
                 saying
                 ,
                 as
                 himselfe
                 hath
                 taught
                 us
                 ,
                 
                   Our
                   Father
                   ,
                   &c.
                
                 
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 blesse
                 and
                 save
                 us
                 ,
                 make
                 thy
                 face
                 to
                 shine
                 upon
                 us
                 ,
                 thy
                 Word
                 to
                 instruct
                 us
                 ,
                 thy
                 grace
                 to
                 direct
                 us
                 ,
                 thy
                 Angels
                 to
                 protect
                 us
                 ,
                 thy
                 Spirit
                 to
                 comfort
                 and
                 support
                 us
                 ,
                 unto
                 the
                 end
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 the
                 end
                 ,
                 Amen
                 .
              
               
                 Amen
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 A
                 Prayer
                 in
                 time
                 of
                 VVarre
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 LORD
                 GOD
                 of
                 Hoasts
                 ,
                 in
                 power
                 invincible
                 ,
                 in
                 wisdome
                 unsearchable
                 ,
                 in
                 mercy
                 incomprehensible
                 ;
                 that
                 givest
                 deliverance
                 in
                 the
                 time
                 of
                 trouble
                 ,
                 &
                 assistance
                 in
                 the
                 day
                 of
                 battel
                 ;
                 we
                 most
                 humbly
                 and
                 heartily
                 beseech
                 thee
                 to
                 save
                 us
                 from
                 all
                 those
                 extremities
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 speciall
                 from
                 our
                 enemies
                 ,
                 which
                 our
                 sins
                 do
                 threaten
                 to
                 bring
                 upon
                 
                 us
                 .
                 Hitherto
                 thou
                 hast
                 pleased
                 to
                 make
                 our
                 Nation
                 a
                 spectacle
                 of
                 thy
                 ineffable
                 goodnesse
                 ,
                 but
                 we
                 deserve
                 to
                 be
                 made
                 a
                 spectacle
                 of
                 thy
                 unsupportable
                 wrath
                 .
                 Our
                 contempt
                 of
                 thy
                 threatnings
                 ,
                 our
                 abuse
                 of
                 thy
                 mercies
                 ,
                 our
                 neglect
                 of
                 thy
                 judgements
                 ,
                 with
                 infinite
                 other
                 innormities
                 ,
                 doe
                 menace
                 the
                 taking
                 away
                 of
                 thy
                 old
                 mercies
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 bringing
                 in
                 of
                 some
                 judgement
                 .
                 We
                 have
                 just
                 cause
                 to
                 feare
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 that
                 our
                 loud
                 and
                 crying
                 sinnes
                 doe
                 call
                 in
                 our
                 enemies
                 upon
                 us
                 ,
                 and
                 arme
                 them
                 against
                 us
                 ;
                 yea
                 ,
                 that
                 they
                 are
                 already
                 prest
                 and
                 prepared
                 to
                 execute
                 thy
                 vengeance
                 .
                 Then
                 open
                 our
                 eyes
                 ,
                 we
                 pray
                 thee
                 ,
                 that
                 we
                 may
                 see
                 thy
                 Ensigne
                 set
                 up
                 ,
                 thy
                 Banner
                 
                 displayed
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 evidence
                 of
                 thy
                 approaching
                 sword
                 :
                 open
                 our
                 eares
                 that
                 wee
                 may
                 heare
                 thee
                 blowing
                 of
                 thy
                 trumpet
                 ,
                 and
                 giving
                 the
                 alarum
                 to
                 warre
                 :
                 open
                 our
                 hearts
                 that
                 we
                 may
                 not
                 be
                 secure
                 in
                 so
                 great
                 danger
                 ,
                 but
                 may
                 quake
                 and
                 tremble
                 to
                 see
                 thy
                 hand
                 of
                 vengeance
                 before
                 us
                 .
                 And
                 howsoever
                 by
                 our
                 sinnes
                 we
                 are
                 set
                 in
                 the
                 middest
                 of
                 this
                 danger
                 ,
                 yet
                 let
                 the
                 hand
                 of
                 thy
                 mercy
                 (
                 which
                 is
                 as
                 omnipotent
                 as
                 that
                 of
                 thy
                 justice
                 )
                 rescue
                 us
                 ;
                 let
                 thy
                 out
                 stretched
                 arme
                 deliver
                 us
                 .
                 Put
                 up
                 thy
                 sword
                 into
                 the
                 scabbard
                 ;
                 O
                 bid
                 it
                 rest
                 and
                 be
                 still
                 .
                 Be
                 favourable
                 and
                 gracious
                 unto
                 this
                 thy
                 Syon
                 ,
                 crowne
                 her
                 with
                 plenty
                 ,
                 prosperity
                 ,
                 and
                 victory
                 .
                 Let
                 not
                 
                 her
                 enemies
                 rejoyce
                 in
                 her
                 subversion
                 ,
                 nor
                 triumph
                 in
                 her
                 destruction
                 .
                 Hide
                 not
                 thy
                 face
                 from
                 her
                 in
                 the
                 day
                 of
                 trouble
                 ;
                 stoppe
                 not
                 thine
                 eares
                 at
                 our
                 prayers
                 .
                 Be
                 unto
                 us
                 all
                 a
                 horne
                 of
                 salvation
                 ,
                 a
                 rocke
                 of
                 safety
                 ,
                 a
                 wall
                 of
                 brasse
                 ,
                 a
                 strong
                 tower
                 and
                 fortresse
                 against
                 the
                 face
                 and
                 force
                 of
                 our
                 enemies
                 :
                 divert
                 their
                 designes
                 ,
                 frustrate
                 their
                 envie
                 ,
                 abate
                 their
                 fury
                 ,
                 asswage
                 their
                 pride
                 ,
                 restraine
                 their
                 power
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 thy
                 name
                 let
                 us
                 tread
                 them
                 under
                 ,
                 that
                 maliciously
                 and
                 mischievously
                 rise
                 up
                 against
                 us
                 .
                 Suffer
                 not
                 the
                 light
                 of
                 thy
                 Gospel
                 to
                 be
                 ec●lipsed
                 ,
                 nor
                 the
                 splendor
                 of
                 thy
                 glory
                 to
                 be
                 obscured
                 ;
                 let
                 not
                 thy
                 name
                 be
                 dishonoured
                 ,
                 nor
                 
                 thy
                 Sanctuary
                 defiled
                 ,
                 nor
                 thy
                 truth
                 slandered
                 :
                 but
                 now
                 and
                 ever
                 defend
                 and
                 deliver
                 (
                 as
                 thou
                 hast
                 formerly
                 done
                 )
                 this
                 Church
                 and
                 State
                 ,
                 from
                 Plague
                 ,
                 Pestilence
                 ,
                 and
                 above
                 all
                 ,
                 that
                 most
                 terrible
                 vengeance
                 ,
                 
                   the
                   devouring
                   sword
                
                 :
                 and
                 that
                 for
                 his
                 sake
                 who
                 hath
                 led
                 captivity
                 captive
                 and
                 like
                 a
                 victorious
                 Conqueror
                 hath
                 triumphed
                 over
                 all
                 his
                 enemies
                 ,
                 even
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 ,
                 to
                 whom
                 with
                 the
                 Father
                 and
                 Holy
                 Ghost
                 ,
                 be
                 all
                 honour
                 and
                 glory
                 ,
              
               
                 Amen
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 A
                 Prayer
                 for
                 them
                 that
                 are
                 about
                 the
                 Sicke
                 .
              
               
                 HEare
                 us
                 ,
                 Almighty
                 and
                 most
                 mercifull
                 God
                 and
                 Saviour
                 ,
                 extend
                 thine
                 accustomed
                 good●esse
                 to
                 this
                 thy
                 servant
                 ,
                 which
                 ●s
                 grieved
                 with
                 sicknes
                 ;
                 visit
                 him
                 (
                 O
                 Lord
                 )
                 as
                 thou
                 didst
                 Peters
                 wives
                 mother
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 Captains
                 ●ervant
                 ,
                 restore
                 unto
                 this
                 sicke
                 ●ody
                 his
                 former
                 health
                 (
                 if
                 it
                 be
                 ●hy
                 will
                 )
                 or
                 else
                 give
                 him
                 grace
                 ●o
                 take
                 this
                 thy
                 visitation
                 patiently
                 ,
                 
                 that
                 after
                 this
                 painfull
                 life
                 ended
                 he
                 may
                 dwell
                 with
                 thee
                 in
                 everlasting
                 life
                 :
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 behold
                 we
                 bend
                 our
                 knees
                 ,
                 yea
                 the
                 knees
                 of
                 our
                 hearts
                 with
                 unfained
                 prayers
                 ,
                 and
                 lift
                 up
                 our
                 eyes
                 to
                 the
                 throne
                 of
                 thy
                 mercie
                 seat
                 ,
                 to
                 hearken
                 to
                 these
                 our
                 petitions
                 ,
                 according
                 to
                 thy
                 promises
                 ,
                 therefore
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 grant
                 our
                 requests
                 ,
                 we
                 are
                 gathered
                 here
                 together
                 in
                 thy
                 name
                 ,
                 in
                 the
                 behalfe
                 of
                 this
                 thy
                 servant
                 ;
                 deliver
                 him
                 we
                 humbly
                 beseech
                 thee
                 ,
                 from
                 these
                 his
                 languishing
                 paines
                 and
                 miseries
                 of
                 sicknesse
                 ,
                 and
                 as
                 it
                 hath
                 pleased
                 thee
                 to
                 lay
                 thine
                 hand
                 upon
                 him
                 ;
                 so
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 restore
                 him
                 to
                 his
                 former
                 health
                 ;
                 keepe
                 him
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 from
                 fearefull
                 and
                 
                 terrible
                 assaults
                 ,
                 and
                 despightfull
                 ●●mptations
                 of
                 the
                 Divell
                 ,
                 sinne
                 ●●d
                 hell
                 :
                 deliver
                 him
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 〈◊〉
                 thou
                 deliveredst
                 Noah
                 from
                 ●e
                 raging
                 waves
                 of
                 the
                 floods
                 ;
                 〈◊〉
                 from
                 the
                 destruction
                 of
                 
                   So●me
                   ;
                   Abraham
                
                 from
                 the
                 feare
                 ●●
                 the
                 Caldeans
                 ;
                 the
                 children
                 of
                 ●●rael
                 from
                 the
                 tyranny
                 of
                 
                   Pha●●oh
                   ;
                   David
                
                 from
                 the
                 hands
                 of
                 ●●liah
                 ;
                 the
                 three
                 men
                 from
                 the
                 ●lence
                 of
                 the
                 fiery
                 furnace
                 in
                 
                   ●●bylon
                   ;
                   Daniell
                
                 from
                 the
                 mouth
                 〈◊〉
                 the
                 Lyons
                 ;
                 Ionas
                 from
                 the
                 ●●lly
                 of
                 the
                 Whale
                 ,
                 and
                 
                 Peter
                 ●m
                 the
                 prison
                 of
                 Herod
                 :
                 Even
                 ●
                 O
                 gratious
                 Lord
                 ,
                 deliver
                 the
                 ●●le
                 of
                 this
                 person
                 ,
                 both
                 now
                 ,
                 〈◊〉
                 whensoever
                 he
                 shall
                 depart
                 ●●ce
                 from
                 all
                 perill
                 and
                 dan●●r
                 ,
                 open
                 unto
                 him
                 at
                 the
                 houre
                 
                 of
                 death
                 the
                 doore
                 of
                 Paradice
                 ,
                 the
                 gates
                 of
                 heaven
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 entry
                 of
                 everlasting
                 life
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 forgive
                 him
                 all
                 his
                 sinnes
                 ,
                 and
                 lead
                 him
                 with
                 joy
                 into
                 the
                 kingdome
                 of
                 thy
                 heavenly
                 Father
                 ,
                 even
                 unto
                 the
                 bosome
                 of
                 Abraham
                 ,
                 and
                 appoint
                 him
                 his
                 everlasting
                 rest
                 that
                 hee
                 may
                 rejoyce
                 with
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 all
                 the
                 elect
                 children
                 of
                 God
                 ,
                 to
                 whom
                 be
                 all
                 honour
                 ,
                 glory
                 ,
                 power
                 ,
                 and
                 dominion
                 ,
              
               
                 Amen
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 The
                 sicke
                 persons
                 Prayer
                 .
              
               
                 LOrd
                 hearken
                 to
                 my
                 prayer
                 ,
                 and
                 give
                 eare
                 to
                 my
                 humble
                 request
                 ,
                 Lord
                 be
                 mercifull
                 unto
                 mee
                 ,
                 and
                 give
                 mee
                 grace
                 patiently
                 to
                 beare
                 the
                 crosse
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 the
                 midst
                 of
                 this
                 my
                 sicknesse
                 alwaies
                 to
                 say
                 ;
                 thy
                 will
                 O
                 heavenly
                 Father
                 be
                 done
                 ,
                 and
                 not
                 mine
                 ;
                 forgive
                 and
                 forget
                 ,
                 most
                 gracious
                 Father
                 all
                 〈…〉
                 quities
                 ,
                 blo●
                 them
                 out
                 of
                 thy
                 remembrance
                 and
                 cast
                 them
                 from
                 
                 thy
                 sight
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 as
                 farre
                 as
                 the
                 East
                 is
                 from
                 the
                 West
                 ,
                 the
                 North
                 from
                 the
                 South
                 :
                 they
                 are
                 many
                 and
                 innumerable
                 ,
                 let
                 them
                 not
                 rise
                 up
                 in
                 judgement
                 against
                 me
                 :
                 neither
                 enter
                 thou
                 into
                 thy
                 narrow
                 judgement
                 with
                 thy
                 servant
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 for
                 no
                 flesh
                 is
                 righteous
                 before
                 thee
                 ,
                 handle
                 me
                 not
                 according
                 to
                 my
                 deserts
                 ,
                 deale
                 not
                 with
                 me
                 after
                 my
                 wickednesse
                 ,
                 neither
                 reward
                 me
                 after
                 mine
                 iniquities
                 ;
                 O
                 Lord
                 my
                 God
                 looke
                 not
                 into
                 my
                 enormious
                 nor
                 incestious
                 life
                 :
                 I
                 am
                 ashamed
                 of
                 my
                 sinnes
                 ,
                 and
                 aske
                 pardon
                 for
                 my
                 faults
                 ,
                 even
                 with
                 a
                 repenting
                 heart
                 and
                 sorrowfull
                 mind
                 ,
                 a
                 bleeding
                 soule
                 ,
                 with
                 hidden
                 teares
                 of
                 a
                 true
                 and
                 unfained
                 repentance
                 for
                 my
                 
                 misdeeds
                 ;
                 yea
                 ,
                 my
                 wounded
                 breast
                 surcharged
                 with
                 oppressing
                 griefes
                 ,
                 doth
                 sigh
                 ,
                 groane
                 ,
                 and
                 lament
                 under
                 the
                 burthen
                 of
                 my
                 hainous
                 crimes
                 :
                 wherefore
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 wash
                 them
                 away
                 with
                 thy
                 bloud
                 which
                 thou
                 hast
                 shed
                 for
                 my
                 sinnes
                 ,
                 and
                 I
                 shall
                 be
                 clean
                 and
                 pure
                 without
                 spot
                 ,
                 purge
                 me
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 with
                 those
                 precious
                 drops
                 that
                 distilled
                 from
                 thy
                 tormented
                 heart
                 ,
                 and
                 I
                 shall
                 be
                 whiter
                 then
                 the
                 snow
                 ,
                 burie
                 mine
                 offences
                 in
                 the
                 sepulcher
                 of
                 thy
                 death
                 ,
                 and
                 cloath
                 me
                 with
                 the
                 garment
                 of
                 righteousnesse
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 for
                 thine
                 infinite
                 goodnesse
                 and
                 mercy
                 sake
                 receive
                 me
                 into
                 thy
                 tuition
                 and
                 favour
                 ;
                 pardon
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 and
                 remit
                 my
                 sins
                 ,
                 as
                 thou
                 forgavest
                 
                 David
                 his
                 murther
                 and
                 adultery
                 with
                 
                   Barsheba
                   ;
                   Saul
                
                 his
                 persecutions
                 of
                 thy
                 people
                 ;
                 Peter
                 his
                 deniall
                 ;
                 
                   Mary
                   Magdalen
                
                 her
                 lascivious
                 life
                 ,
                 and
                 the
                 Publican
                 in
                 the
                 Temple
                 with
                 striking
                 his
                 breast
                 craved
                 thy
                 gracious
                 pardon
                 :
                 saying
                 ,
                 
                   Lord
                   have
                   mercy
                   upon
                   me
                   a
                   sinner
                   ,
                
                 and
                 although
                 my
                 sinnes
                 and
                 offences
                 are
                 farre
                 greater
                 ,
                 and
                 more
                 grievous
                 then
                 these
                 ,
                 yet
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thy
                 mercies
                 exceede
                 and
                 are
                 far
                 more
                 compassionate
                 then
                 our
                 sinnes
                 manifold
                 ;
                 I
                 justifie
                 not
                 my selfe
                 ,
                 O
                 my
                 God
                 ,
                 by
                 the
                 offences
                 of
                 these
                 ,
                 but
                 declare
                 thy
                 righteousnesse
                 and
                 mercifull
                 clemencies
                 in
                 forgetting
                 and
                 forgiving
                 our
                 abhominable
                 trespasses
                 and
                 transgressions
                 of
                 thy
                 will
                 ,
                 which
                 
                 though
                 we
                 are
                 froward
                 ,
                 yet
                 thou
                 art
                 gentle
                 ,
                 though
                 we
                 are
                 stubborne
                 ,
                 yet
                 thou
                 art
                 meeke
                 ,
                 and
                 though
                 we
                 run
                 headlong
                 to
                 the
                 pits
                 brinke
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 the
                 gates
                 of
                 hell
                 ;
                 yet
                 thou
                 of
                 thy
                 goodnesse
                 callest
                 us
                 backe
                 ,
                 and
                 remittest
                 all
                 that
                 wee
                 have
                 done
                 amisse
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 I
                 have
                 acknowledged
                 my
                 faults
                 that
                 they
                 are
                 best
                 knowne
                 unto
                 thee
                 :
                 wherefore
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 I
                 aske
                 forgivenes
                 for
                 the
                 same
                 ,
                 send
                 me
                 the
                 comfort
                 of
                 thy
                 holy
                 Spirit
                 ,
                 that
                 if
                 thou
                 give
                 me
                 my
                 former
                 health
                 and
                 strength
                 of
                 body
                 ,
                 I
                 may
                 amend
                 my
                 life
                 according
                 to
                 thy
                 sacred
                 will
                 ,
                 and
                 walke
                 worthily
                 in
                 thy
                 Lawes
                 and
                 Commandements
                 :
                 if
                 it
                 be
                 thy
                 pleasure
                 to
                 take
                 mee
                 hence
                 out
                 of
                 this
                 
                 transitory
                 life
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 grant
                 that
                 I
                 may
                 rest
                 and
                 live
                 with
                 thee
                 forever
                 ,
                 world
                 without
                 end
                 .
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 hearken
                 unto
                 these
                 my
                 petitions
                 for
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 his
                 sake
                 ,
                 I
                 aske
                 them
                 and
                 all
                 other
                 things
                 which
                 thou
                 shalt
                 think
                 meet
                 both
                 for
                 my
                 soule
                 and
                 bodie
                 in
                 the
                 same
                 forme
                 of
                 prayer
                 as
                 he
                 himself
                 hath
                 taught
                 me
                 ,
                 saying
                 :
                 
                   Our
                   Father
                
                 ,
                 &c.
                 
              
            
             
               
               
                 A
                 Prayer
                 at
                 the
                 houre
                 of
                 death
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 Lord
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 ,
                 which
                 art
                 the
                 only
                 health
                 of
                 all
                 men
                 living
                 ,
                 &
                 the
                 everlasting
                 life
                 of
                 them
                 which
                 dye
                 in
                 thy
                 faith
                 ;
                 I
                 wretched
                 sinner
                 give
                 and
                 submit
                 my selfe
                 wholly
                 to
                 thy
                 most
                 blessed
                 will
                 ,
                 being
                 sure
                 that
                 the
                 thing
                 cannot
                 perish
                 which
                 is
                 committed
                 unto
                 thy
                 mercy
                 ,
                 I
                 most
                 humbly
                 beseech
                 thee
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 to
                 give
                 me
                 grace
                 
                 that
                 I
                 may
                 now
                 willingly
                 leave
                 this
                 fraile
                 and
                 wicked
                 flesh
                 in
                 hope
                 of
                 the
                 resurrection
                 ,
                 which
                 in
                 better
                 manner
                 shall
                 restore
                 it
                 to
                 me
                 againe
                 ,
                 grant
                 me
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 God
                 ,
                 that
                 thou
                 wilt
                 by
                 thy
                 grace
                 make
                 strong
                 my
                 soule
                 against
                 all
                 temptations
                 ,
                 and
                 that
                 thou
                 wilt
                 cover
                 and
                 defend
                 me
                 with
                 the
                 buckler
                 of
                 thy
                 mercy
                 against
                 the
                 assaults
                 of
                 Satan
                 ;
                 I
                 acknowledge
                 ,
                 that
                 there
                 is
                 in
                 my selfe
                 no
                 hope
                 of
                 salvation
                 ;
                 but
                 all
                 my
                 hope
                 and
                 trust
                 is
                 in
                 thy
                 most
                 mercifull
                 goodnesse
                 ,
                 I
                 have
                 no
                 merits
                 nor
                 good
                 workes
                 ,
                 which
                 I
                 may
                 alleadge
                 before
                 thee
                 ;
                 of
                 sinnes
                 and
                 evill
                 works
                 ,
                 alas
                 !
                 I
                 see
                 a
                 great
                 heape
                 ,
                 but
                 through
                 thy
                 mercy
                 I
                 trust
                 to
                 be
                 of
                 the
                 number
                 of
                 them
                 to
                 whom
                 
                 thou
                 wilt
                 not
                 impute
                 their
                 sins
                 ,
                 but
                 take
                 and
                 impute
                 mee
                 for
                 righteous
                 and
                 just
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 be
                 the
                 inheritor
                 of
                 everlasting
                 glory
                 .
                 Thou
                 ,
                 O
                 most
                 mercifull
                 Lord
                 ,
                 wert
                 borne
                 for
                 my
                 sake
                 ,
                 thou
                 didst
                 suffer
                 both
                 hunger
                 and
                 thirst
                 ,
                 thou
                 didst
                 preach
                 ,
                 teach
                 ,
                 pray
                 ,
                 and
                 fast
                 for
                 my
                 sake
                 ,
                 thou
                 didst
                 all
                 good
                 works
                 ,
                 and
                 sufferedst
                 most
                 grievous
                 pangs
                 and
                 torments
                 for
                 my
                 sake
                 :
                 and
                 finally
                 ,
                 thou
                 gavest
                 thy
                 most
                 precious
                 body
                 to
                 dye
                 ,
                 and
                 thy
                 blessed
                 bloud
                 to
                 bee
                 shed
                 on
                 the
                 Crosse
                 for
                 my
                 sake
                 :
                 wherefore
                 most
                 mercifull
                 Saviour
                 ,
                 let
                 all
                 these
                 things
                 profit
                 me
                 ,
                 which
                 thou
                 hast
                 freely
                 given
                 mee
                 ,
                 which
                 hast
                 given
                 thy selfe
                 for
                 me
                 ,
                 let
                 thy
                 bloud
                 cleanse
                 and
                 
                 wash
                 away
                 the
                 spots
                 and
                 foulenesse
                 of
                 my
                 sinnes
                 ,
                 let
                 thy
                 righteousnesse
                 hide
                 and
                 cover
                 my
                 unrighteousnesse
                 ,
                 let
                 the
                 merits
                 of
                 thy
                 bitter
                 sufferings
                 be
                 a
                 sufficient
                 and
                 propitiatory
                 sacrifice
                 ,
                 and
                 satisfaction
                 for
                 my
                 sinnes
                 :
                 give
                 me
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 thy
                 grace
                 ,
                 that
                 my
                 faith
                 and
                 beleefe
                 of
                 thy
                 true
                 and
                 grievous
                 death
                 waver
                 not
                 in
                 me
                 ,
                 but
                 ever
                 be
                 firme
                 and
                 constant
                 ,
                 that
                 the
                 hope
                 of
                 thy
                 mercy
                 &
                 life
                 everlasting
                 never
                 decay
                 in
                 me
                 ,
                 that
                 charity
                 waxe
                 not
                 cold
                 in
                 me
                 :
                 and
                 finally
                 ,
                 that
                 the
                 weaknesse
                 of
                 my
                 flesh
                 be
                 not
                 overcome
                 with
                 the
                 feare
                 of
                 death
                 ;
                 grant
                 me
                 also
                 ,
                 O
                 most
                 mercifull
                 Saviour
                 that
                 when
                 death
                 hath
                 shut
                 up
                 the
                 eyes
                 of
                 my
                 body
                 ,
                 yet
                 the
                 
                 eyes
                 of
                 my
                 soule
                 may
                 still
                 behold
                 and
                 look
                 upon
                 thee
                 ,
                 and
                 that
                 when
                 death
                 hath
                 taken
                 away
                 the
                 use
                 of
                 my
                 tongue
                 and
                 speech
                 ;
                 yet
                 my
                 heart
                 may
                 cry
                 ,
                 and
                 say
                 unto
                 thee
                 ,
                 O
                 Lord
                 ,
                 into
                 thy
                 hands
                 I
                 give
                 and
                 commit
                 my
                 soule
                 ,
                 Lord
                 Jesus
                 receive
                 my
                 spirit
                 ,
                 and
                 take
                 me
                 to
                 thy
                 mercies
                 ,
              
               
                 Amen
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 A
                 Prayer
                 for
                 a
                 Woman
                 in
                 time
                 of
                 her
                 travaile
                 .
              
               
                 RIghteous
                 and
                 holy
                 Lord
                 God
                 ,
                 I
                 doe
                 now
                 finde
                 by
                 experience
                 the
                 fruit
                 of
                 my
                 sinne
                 ,
                 that
                 I
                 must
                 travaile
                 in
                 sorrow
                 ,
                 and
                 bring
                 forth
                 in
                 paine
                 :
                 and
                 I
                 unfainedly
                 adore
                 the
                 truth
                 of
                 thy
                 sacred
                 Word
                 ,
                 as
                 certifying
                 unto
                 me
                 ,
                 that
                 sorrow
                 must
                 be
                 in
                 the
                 Evening
                 :
                 so
                 comforting
                 me
                 also
                 against
                 the
                 Morning
                 ,
                 that
                 a
                 Childe
                 shall
                 be
                 borne
                 .
                 Willingly
                 I
                 doe
                 desire
                 to
                 
                 submit
                 my selfe
                 in
                 hope
                 unto
                 this
                 thy
                 chastisement
                 ;
                 and
                 to
                 learne
                 the
                 desert
                 of
                 my
                 sinnes
                 ,
                 horrible
                 in
                 themselves
                 ,
                 that
                 these
                 temporall
                 paines
                 are
                 forerunners
                 of
                 eternall
                 :
                 and
                 yet
                 by
                 thy
                 mercy
                 may
                 be
                 so
                 sanctified
                 unto
                 me
                 ,
                 as
                 not
                 onely
                 to
                 prevent
                 eternall
                 vengeance
                 ,
                 but
                 also
                 prepare
                 for
                 eternall
                 comforts
                 ,
                 even
                 to
                 be
                 saved
                 by
                 bearing
                 of
                 Children
                 .
              
               
                 Grant
                 me
                 therefore
                 (
                 gracious
                 Father
                 )
                 true
                 repentance
                 and
                 pardon
                 for
                 my
                 sinnes
                 past
                 ,
                 that
                 they
                 may
                 not
                 stand
                 at
                 this
                 time
                 in
                 this
                 my
                 need
                 betweene
                 mee
                 and
                 thy
                 mercy
                 .
                 Give
                 mee
                 a
                 comfortable
                 feeling
                 of
                 thy
                 love
                 in
                 Christ
                 ,
                 which
                 may
                 sweeten
                 all
                 other
                 pangs
                 ,
                 though
                 never
                 
                 so
                 violent
                 or
                 extreame
                 :
                 make
                 me
                 still
                 to
                 lift
                 up
                 my
                 soule
                 unto
                 thee
                 ,
                 in
                 my
                 greatest
                 agonies
                 ,
                 knowing
                 that
                 thou
                 alone
                 must
                 give
                 a
                 blessing
                 to
                 the
                 ordinary
                 meanes
                 for
                 my
                 safe
                 deliverance
                 .
                 Lay
                 no
                 more
                 upon
                 me
                 then
                 I
                 am
                 able
                 to
                 endure
                 ;
                 &
                 strengthen
                 my
                 weake
                 body
                 to
                 the
                 bearing
                 of
                 what
                 sorrowsoever
                 ,
                 by
                 which
                 it
                 shall
                 seeme
                 good
                 unto
                 thee
                 to
                 make
                 triall
                 of
                 me
                 .
              
               
                 Grant
                 mee
                 to
                 consider
                 that
                 howsoever
                 it
                 be
                 with
                 me
                 ,
                 yet
                 I
                 am
                 alwaies
                 at
                 thine
                 hand
                 ,
                 whose
                 mercies
                 faile
                 not
                 ,
                 who
                 wilt
                 bee
                 found
                 in
                 the
                 Mount
                 and
                 greatest
                 extremitie
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 whom
                 belong
                 the
                 issues
                 of
                 death
                 :
                 so
                 prepare
                 me
                 therefore
                 to
                 death
                 ,
                 that
                 I
                 may
                 be
                 fit
                 for
                 life
                 ,
                 even
                 to
                 
                 yeeld
                 fruit
                 alive
                 unto
                 the
                 world
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 be
                 renewed
                 and
                 enabled
                 to
                 nourish
                 the
                 same
                 .
                 And
                 when
                 thou
                 hast
                 safely
                 given
                 mee
                 the
                 expected
                 fruit
                 of
                 my
                 wombe
                 ,
                 make
                 me
                 with
                 a
                 thankfull
                 heart
                 to
                 consecrate
                 both
                 it
                 and
                 my selfe
                 wholly
                 to
                 thy
                 service
                 all
                 the
                 daies
                 of
                 my
                 life
                 ,
                 through
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 mine
                 onely
                 Saviour
                 and
                 Redeemer
                 ,
              
               
                 Amen
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 A
                 
                   Thankesgiving
                   after
                   safe
                   deliverance
                
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 Blessed
                 for
                 ever
                 bee
                 thy
                 great
                 and
                 glorious
                 Name
                 (
                 most
                 deere
                 and
                 loving
                 Father
                 )
                 for
                 thy
                 great
                 mercy
                 to
                 me
                 most
                 weake
                 and
                 sinfull
                 woman
                 .
              
               
                 Wonderfull
                 art
                 thou
                 in
                 all
                 thy
                 workes
                 (
                 O
                 Lord
                 )
                 the
                 riches
                 of
                 thy
                 mercies
                 are
                 past
                 finding
                 out
                 :
                 thou
                 hast
                 plunged
                 me
                 with
                 great
                 afflictions
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 thou
                 hast
                 returned
                 and
                 refreshed
                 me
                 
                 againe
                 :
                 thou
                 hast
                 brought
                 mee
                 to
                 the
                 feare
                 of
                 the
                 grave
                 ,
                 and
                 yet
                 thou
                 hast
                 raised
                 me
                 up
                 again
                 to
                 life
                 .
                 O
                 how
                 hast
                 thou
                 shewed
                 thy
                 power
                 in
                 my
                 weaknesse
                 ?
                 How
                 hath
                 thy
                 loving
                 kindnesse
                 prevailed
                 against
                 my
                 unworthinesse
                 ?
                 Thou
                 mightest
                 for
                 my
                 sinnes
                 have
                 left
                 me
                 to
                 perish
                 in
                 mine
                 extremities
                 ,
                 but
                 thou
                 hast
                 compassed
                 me
                 about
                 with
                 joyfull
                 deliverance
                 :
                 thou
                 mightest
                 have
                 made
                 my
                 wombe
                 a
                 grave
                 to
                 bury
                 the
                 dead
                 :
                 or
                 in
                 affoording
                 life
                 to
                 another
                 ,
                 thou
                 mightest
                 have
                 procured
                 my
                 death
                 ,
                 but
                 yet
                 thou
                 hast
                 not
                 onely
                 made
                 my
                 wombe
                 a
                 well-spring
                 of
                 life
                 ,
                 but
                 restored
                 life
                 unto
                 me
                 also
                 ,
                 for
                 the
                 cherishing
                 thereof
                 .
                 Marveilous
                 (
                 O
                 Lord
                 )
                 
                 are
                 thy
                 workes
                 ,
                 infinite
                 are
                 thy
                 mercies
                 ,
                 my
                 soule
                 by
                 present
                 experience
                 knoweth
                 it
                 well
                 .
                 O
                 my
                 soule
                 praise
                 thou
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
                 and
                 all
                 that
                 is
                 within
                 me
                 praise
                 his
                 holy
                 name
                 .
                 My
                 soule
                 praise
                 thou
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
                 and
                 forget
                 not
                 all
                 his
                 benefits
                 .
                 Thou
                 hast
                 heard
                 my
                 prayers
                 ,
                 and
                 looked
                 upon
                 my
                 sorrow
                 ,
                 thou
                 hast
                 redeemed
                 my
                 life
                 from
                 death
                 ,
                 and
                 healed
                 mine
                 infirmities
                 ,
                 and
                 crowned
                 me
                 with
                 thine
                 everlasting
                 compassions
                 .
              
               
                 O
                 give
                 me
                 ,
                 I
                 humbly
                 pray
                 thee
                 ,
                 a
                 thankfull
                 heart
                 ,
                 not
                 onely
                 now
                 while
                 the
                 memory
                 and
                 sense
                 of
                 thy
                 favour
                 is
                 fresh
                 before
                 me
                 ,
                 but
                 continually
                 even
                 so
                 long
                 as
                 I
                 have
                 any
                 being
                 .
              
               
                 Grant
                 that
                 I
                 may
                 learne
                 by
                 
                 his
                 lively
                 evidence
                 of
                 thy
                 power
                 and
                 mercy
                 ,
                 for
                 ever
                 hereafter
                 ●o
                 depend
                 only
                 on
                 thee
                 .
                 Quic●en
                 me
                 also
                 to
                 all
                 holy
                 duties
                 ,
                 ●hat
                 my
                 thankfullnesse
                 may
                 appeare
                 in
                 my
                 pure
                 and
                 Christian
                 ●arriage
                 .
              
               
                 Make
                 me
                 a
                 kind
                 and
                 carefull
                 ●nother
                 ,
                 willing
                 to
                 undergoe
                 the
                 ●aine
                 and
                 trouble
                 of
                 education
                 .
                 ●et
                 no
                 nicenesse
                 or
                 curiositie
                 ●inder
                 me
                 from
                 those
                 services
                 ,
                 ●o
                 whom
                 both
                 nature
                 and
                 reli●ion
                 hath
                 appointed
                 me
                 :
                 let
                 me
                 ●●so
                 be
                 carefull
                 when
                 time
                 re●uireth
                 ,
                 to
                 season
                 the
                 fruit
                 thou
                 ●ast
                 given
                 me
                 ,
                 with
                 the
                 saving
                 ●nowledge
                 of
                 thee
                 ,
                 &
                 thy
                 deere
                 on
                 ,
                 that
                 my
                 desire
                 may
                 manifestly
                 appeare
                 to
                 be
                 set
                 for
                 the
                 ●ncrease
                 of
                 thy
                 Kingdome
                 .
                 
                 Vouchsafe
                 so
                 to
                 order
                 my
                 affections
                 and
                 to
                 bring
                 them
                 in
                 obedience
                 unto
                 thee
                 ,
                 that
                 if
                 it
                 should
                 bee
                 thy
                 pleasure
                 either
                 now
                 o●
                 hereafter
                 to
                 take
                 this
                 infant
                 from
                 me
                 ,
                 I
                 may
                 as
                 willingly
                 part
                 with
                 it
                 ,
                 as
                 thou
                 freely
                 gave
                 it
                 me
                 .
              
               
                 And
                 now
                 (
                 O
                 God
                 )
                 perfect
                 in
                 mee
                 that
                 strength
                 which
                 thou
                 hast
                 begun
                 ,
                 make
                 me
                 to
                 grow
                 in
                 care
                 to
                 serve
                 thee
                 faithfully
                 both
                 in
                 the
                 duties
                 of
                 piety
                 ,
                 and
                 in
                 other
                 businesse
                 of
                 my
                 place
                 and
                 calling
                 ,
                 that
                 I
                 may
                 be
                 a
                 comfort
                 to
                 my
                 husband
                 ,
                 a●
                 example
                 to
                 my
                 neighbours
                 ,
                 ●
                 grace
                 to
                 my
                 profession
                 ,
                 and
                 ●
                 meanes
                 of
                 glory
                 to
                 thy
                 Name
                 through
                 Jesus
                 Christ
                 my
                 Lord
                 and
                 Saviour
                 ,
              
               
                 Amen
                 .
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
          
        
         
      
       
         
           
             
             
               THE
               COMMON
               CALLES
               ,
               CRIES
               and
               Sounds
               of
               the
               BEL-MAN
               .
               OR
               ,
               Divers
               verses
               to
               put
               us
               in
               
                 minde
                 of
                 our
                 mortality
              
               .
            
             
               Which
               serve
               as
               warnings
               to
               be
               prepared
               at
               all
               times
               for
               the
               day
               of
               death
               .
            
             
               LONDON
               ,
               Printed
               by
               
                 G.
                 M.
              
               for
               
                 M.
                 S.
              
               Junior
               ,
               at
               the
               Blew
               Bible
               in
               Green-Arbour
               .
               1639.
               
            
          
        
         
           
             
             
             
               THE
               BEL-MANS
               SOVNDS
               .
            
             
               
                 For
                 Christmas
                 day
              
               
                 REmember
                 all
                 that
                 on
                 this
                 Morne
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 blesseds
                 aviour
                 Christ
                 was
                 borne
                 ;
              
               
                 Who
                 issued
                 from
                 a
                 Virgin
                 pure
                 ,
              
               
                 Our
                 soules
                 from
                 Satan
                 to
                 secure
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 patronise
                 our
                 feeble
                 spirit
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 we
                 through
                 him
                 may
                 heaven
                 inherit
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 For
                 Saint
                 Stephens
                 day
                 .
              
               
                 THis
                 blessed
                 time
                 beare
                 in
                 your
                 mind
                 ,
              
               
                 
                   How
                   that
                   blest
                   Martyr
                
                 Stephen
                 died
                 ;
              
               
               
                 In
                 whom
                 was
                 all
                 that
                 good
                 confinde
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 might
                 with
                 flesh
                 and
                 blood
                 abide
                 ;
              
               
                 In
                 Doctrine
                 and
                 example
                 he
              
               
                 Taught
                 what
                 to
                 doe
                 and
                 what
                 to
                 flee
                 ;
              
               
                 Full
                 of
                 the
                 Spirit
                 he
                 would
                 preach
                 ,
              
               
                 Against
                 opinions
                 false
                 and
                 naught
                 ,
              
               
                 Confute
                 them
                 to
                 ,
                 and
                 bouldly
                 teach
                 ;
              
               
                 What
                 Christ
                 himselfe
                 to
                 him
                 had
                 taught
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 which
                 at
                 last
                 he
                 lost
                 his
                 breath
                 ,
              
               
                 Ston'd
                 by
                 the
                 stonie
                 hearts
                 to
                 death
                 ;
              
               
                 Let
                 us
                 then
                 learne
                 by
                 this
                 blest
                 Martyrs
                 end
              
               
                 To
                 see
                 our
                 follies
                 and
                 our
                 lives
                 amend
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 For
                 Saint
                 Iohns
                 day
                 .
              
               
                 THis
                 man
                 the
                 Word
                 did
                 bouldly
                 teach
              
               
                 Saw
                 Christ
                 transform'd
                 ,
                 and
                 did
                 preach
              
               
                 The
                 glory
                 in
                 that
                 Mount
                 he
                 saw
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 by
                 that
                 glory
                 strove
                 to
                 draw
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 soule
                 of
                 man
                 from
                 sinfull
                 thrall
              
               
                 To
                 heaven
                 ,
                 to
                 which
                 God
                 send
                 us
                 all
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 For
                 Innocents
                 day
                 .
              
               
                 
                   THe
                   swords
                   of
                
                 Herods
                 
                   servants
                   tooke
                
              
               
                 Such
                 sweet
                 yong
                 things
                 ,
                 as
                 with
                 a
                 look
              
               
                 Might
                 make
                 a
                 heart
                 of
                 Marble
                 melt
                 .
              
               
                 But
                 they
                 no
                 grace
                 ,
                 nor
                 pittie
                 felt
                 ;
              
               
                 Some
                 from
                 the
                 cradle
                 ,
                 some
                 awake
                 ,
              
               
                 Some
                 sweetly
                 sleeping
                 ,
                 some
                 they
                 take
              
               
                 Dandled
                 upon
                 their
                 mothers
                 lap
                 ,
              
               
                 Some
                 from
                 their
                 armes
                 ,
                 some
                 from
                 the
                 pap
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 For
                 New-yeares
                 day
                 .
              
               
                 ALL
                 you
                 that
                 doe
                 the
                 Bell-man
                 heere
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 first
                 day
                 of
                 this
                 hopefull
                 yeare
                 ;
              
               
                 ●oe
                 in
                 love
                 admonish
                 you
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 bid
                 your
                 old
                 sins
                 all
                 adue
                 ,
              
               
               
                 And
                 walk
                 as
                 Gods
                 just
                 Law
                 requires
                 ,
              
               
                 In
                 holy
                 deeds
                 and
                 good
                 desires
                 ,
              
               
                 Which
                 if
                 to
                 doe
                 you
                 le
                 doe
                 your
                 best
                 ,
              
               
                 God
                 will
                 in
                 Christ
                 forgive
                 the
                 rest
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 For
                 Saint
                 
                   Davids
                   day
                
                 .
              
               
                 I
                 
                   Am
                   no
                   Welchman
                   ,
                   but
                   yet
                   to
                   show
                
              
               
                 The
                 love
                 I
                 to
                 the
                 Countrey
                 owe
                 ,
              
               
                 I
                 call
                 this
                 morning
                 and
                 be
                 seeke
              
               
                 Each
                 man
                 prepare
                 him
                 for
                 his
                 Leeke
                 ;
              
               
                 For
                 as
                 I
                 heare
                 some
                 men
                 say
                 ,
              
               
                 
                   The
                   first
                   of
                   March
                   is
                   Saint
                
                 Davids
                 day
              
               
                 That
                 worthy
                 Britaine
                 ,
                 valiant
                 ,
                 wise
                 ,
              
               
                 Withstood
                 his
                 countries
                 enemies
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 caused
                 his
                 Souldiers
                 there
                 to
                 choose
              
               
                 Leekes
                 for
                 to
                 know
                 them
                 from
                 his
                 foes
                 ;
              
               
                 Who
                 bravely
                 fought
                 ,
                 and
                 conquest
                 wone
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 so
                 the
                 custome
                 first
                 begun
                 .
              
               
               
                 Then
                 weare
                 your
                 Lecks
                 and
                 doe
                 not
                 shame
              
               
                 To
                 memorize
                 your
                 worthies
                 name
                 :
              
               
                 So
                 noble
                 Britaines
                 all
                 adew
                 ,
              
               
                 
                   Love
                   stil
                   King
                
                 Charles
                 ,
                 
                   for
                   he
                   loves
                   you
                
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 For
                 the
                 5.
                 of
                 Novemb.
                 
              
               
                 AWake
                 Britaines
                 
                   subjects
                   with
                   one
                   accord
                
                 ,
              
               
                 Extoll
                 and
                 praise
                 ,
                 and
                 magnifie
                 the
                 Lord
                 ,
              
               
                 Humble
                 your
                 hearts
                 ,
                 and
                 with
                 devotion
                 sing
              
               
                 Praises
                 of
                 thanks
                 to
                 God
                 for
                 our
                 most
                 gratious
                 King
                 ;
              
               
                 This
                 was
                 the
                 night
                 when
                 in
                 a
                 darkesome
                 Cell
                 ,
              
               
                 Treason
                 was
                 found
                 in
                 earth
                 it
                 hatcht
                 in
                 hell
                 ;
              
               
               
                 And
                 had
                 it
                 tooke
                 effect
                 ,
                 what
                 would
                 avail'd
                 our
                 sorrow
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 traine
                 being
                 laid
                 to
                 have
                 blowne
                 us
                 up
                 o'
                 th'
                 morrow
                 ?
              
               
                 Yet
                 God
                 our
                 guide
                 reveal'd
                 the
                 damned
                 plot
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 they
                 themselves
                 destroy'd
                 ,
                 and
                 we
                 were
                 not
                 .
              
               
                 Then
                 let
                 us
                 not
                 forget
                 him
                 thanks
                 to
                 render
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 hath
                 preserv'd
                 and
                 kept
                 our
                 faiths
                 Defender
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 For
                 Good
                 Friday
                 .
              
               
                 ALL
                 you
                 that
                 now
                 in
                 bed
                 do
                 lie
                 ,
              
               
                 Know
                 Iesus
                 Christ
                 this
                 night
                 did
                 die
                 .
              
               
                 ●●r
                 soules
                 most
                 sinfull
                 for
                 to
                 save
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 we
                 eternall
                 life
                 might
                 have
                 ;
              
               
               
                 His
                 whips
                 ,
                 his
                 grones
                 ,
                 his
                 crown
                 of
                 thorns
                 ,
              
               
                 Would
                 make
                 us
                 weep
                 ,
                 lament
                 ,
                 and
                 mourn
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 For
                 Sunday
                 .
              
               
                 LEt
                 labour
                 passe
                 ,
                 let
                 prayer
                 be
              
               
                 This
                 day
                 the
                 chiefest
                 worke
                 for
                 thee
                 ,
              
               
                 Thy selfe
                 and
                 servants
                 more
                 and
                 lesse
                 ,
              
               
                 This
                 day
                 must
                 let
                 all
                 labour
                 passe
                 .
              
            
          
           
             
               
                 ALL
                 hale
                 to
                 you
                 that
                 sleepe
                 and
                 rest
                 ;
              
               
                 Repent
                 ,
                 awake
                 ,
                 your
                 sins
                 detest
                 ,
              
               
                 Call
                 to
                 your
                 mind
                 the
                 day
                 of
                 doome
                 ,
              
               
                 For
                 then
                 our
                 Saviour
                 Christ
                 will
                 come
                 .
              
               
                 Accompt
                 to
                 have
                 he
                 hath
                 decreed
                 ,
              
               
                 Of
                 every
                 thought
                 ,
                 word
                 ,
                 worke
                 ,
                 and
                 deed
              
               
                 And
                 as
                 we
                 have
                 our
                 times
                 here
                 past
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 shall
                 our
                 judgements
                 be
                 at
                 last
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 AS
                 darke
                 some
                 night
                 unto
                 thy
                 thoughts
                 present
                 ,
              
               
                 What
                 't
                 is
                 to
                 want
                 the
                 daies
                 bright
                 Element
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 let
                 thy
                 soule
                 descend
                 through
                 contemplation
                 ,
              
               
                 Where
                 utter
                 darknesse
                 keepes
                 her
                 habitation
                 ,
              
               
                 Where
                 endlesse
                 ,
                 easelesse
                 paines
                 remedilesse
              
               
                 Attend
                 to
                 torture
                 sins
                 curst
                 wilfulnesse
                 :
              
               
                 O
                 then
                 remember
                 whilst
                 thou
                 yet
                 hast
                 time
              
               
                 To
                 call
                 for
                 mercy
                 for
                 each
                 forepast
                 crime
                 ;
              
               
                 
                   And
                   with
                   good
                
                 David
                 
                   wash
                   thy
                   bed
                   with
                   teares
                
                 ,
              
               
               
                 That
                 so
                 repentance
                 may
                 subdue
                 hels
                 feares
                 :
              
               
                 Then
                 shall
                 thy
                 sovle
                 more
                 purer
                 then
                 the
                 Sunne
                 ,
              
               
                 Ioy
                 as
                 a
                 Gyant
                 her
                 best
                 race
                 to
                 run
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 in
                 unspotted
                 robes
                 her selfe
                 addresse
              
               
                 To
                 meet
                 her
                 Lord
                 that
                 Sonne
                 of
                 righteousnesse
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 whom
                 with
                 God
                 the
                 Father
                 and
                 the
                 Spirit
              
               
                 Be
                 all
                 due
                 praise
                 ,
                 where
                 all
                 true
                 joyes
                 inherit
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 THe
                 Belman
                 like
                 tho
                 wakefull
                 morning
                 Cocke
                 ,
              
               
                 Doth
                 warne
                 you
                 to
                 be
                 vigilant
                 and
                 wise
                 :
              
               
               
                 Looke
                 to
                 your
                 fire
                 ,
                 your
                 candle
                 and
                 your
                 locke
                 ,
              
               
                 Prevent
                 what
                 may
                 through
                 negligence
                 arise
                 ;
              
               
                 So
                 may
                 you
                 sleepe
                 with
                 peace
                 and
                 wake
                 with
                 joy
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 no
                 mischances
                 shall
                 your
                 state
                 annoy
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 YOur
                 beds
                 compare
                 unto
                 the
                 grave
                 ,
              
               
                 Then
                 think
                 what
                 sepulcher
                 you
                 have
                 .
              
               
                 For
                 though
                 you
                 lay
                 you
                 downe
                 to
                 sleepe
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Bell-man
                 wakes
                 your
                 peace
                 to
                 keepe
                 ,
              
               
                 Andnightly
                 walks
                 the
                 round
                 about
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 see
                 if
                 fire
                 and
                 light
                 be
                 out
                 ;
              
               
                 But
                 when
                 the
                 morne
                 (
                 daies
                 light
                 )
                 appeares
              
               
                 Be
                 you
                 as
                 ready
                 for
                 your
                 prayers
                 :
              
               
                 So
                 shall
                 your
                 labours
                 thrive
                 each
                 day
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 you
                 the
                 Bel-man
                 well
                 may
                 pay
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 LIke
                 to
                 the
                 Seaman
                 is
                 our
                 life
                 ,
              
               
                 Tost
                 by
                 the
                 waves
                 of
                 sinfull
                 strife
                 ,
              
               
                 Finding
                 no
                 ground
                 whereon
                 to
                 stand
                 ,
              
               
                 Vncertaine
                 death
                 is
                 still
                 at
                 hand
                 :
              
               
                 If
                 that
                 our
                 lives
                 so
                 vainelesse
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 Then
                 all
                 the
                 world
                 is
                 vanitie
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 THose
                 that
                 live
                 in
                 wrathfull
                 ire
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 goe
                 to
                 rest
                 in
                 any
                 sinne
                 ,
              
               
                 They
                 are
                 worse
                 unto
                 their
                 house
                 then
                 fire
              
               
                 Or
                 violent
                 theeves
                 that
                 would
                 breake
                 in
              
               
                 Then
                 seek
                 to
                 shun
                 with
                 all
                 your
                 might
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 Hidras
                 head
                 ,
                 that
                 monstrous
                 sin
                 ;
              
               
                 That
                 God
                 may
                 blesse
                 your
                 goods
                 abroad
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 eke
                 also
                 your selves
                 within
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 SLeepe
                 on
                 in
                 peace
                 ,
                 yet
                 waking
                 be
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 dread
                 his
                 powerfull
                 Majestie
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 can
                 translate
                 the
                 irkesome
                 night
                 ,
              
               
                 rom
                 darknesse
                 to
                 that
                 glorious
                 light
                 ,
              
               
                 Whose
                 radient
                 beames
                 when
                 once
                 they
                 rise
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 winged
                 speed
                 the
                 darkenesse
                 flies
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 THou
                 God
                 that
                 art
                 our
                 helpe
                 at
                 hand
                 ,
              
               
                 Preserve
                 and
                 keep
                 our
                 King
                 and
                 land
              
               
                 ●rom
                 forraigne
                 and
                 domesticke
                 foes
                 ,
              
               
                 ●uch
                 as
                 the
                 word
                 and
                 truth
                 depose
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 ever
                 prosper
                 those
                 of
                 pittie
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 love
                 the
                 peace
                 of
                 this
                 our
                 Citie
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 AWake
                 from
                 sleepe
                 ,
                 awake
                 from
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 With
                 voice
                 and
                 heart
                 to
                 call
                 on
                 him
                 ,
              
               
               
                 VVho
                 from
                 above
                 pleas'd
                 to
                 descend
                 ,
              
               
                 From
                 Sathans
                 malice
                 to
                 defend
              
               
                 Our
                 forfeit
                 soules
                 ,
                 to
                 that
                 rich
                 grace
              
               
                 Where
                 we
                 may
                 still
                 behold
                 his
                 face
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 LEt
                 us
                 repare
                 and
                 God
                 implore
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 henceforth
                 we
                 transgres
                 no
                 more
              
               
                 And
                 that
                 our
                 joy
                 be
                 at
                 this
                 tide
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 we
                 in
                 him
                 be
                 satisfide
                 ;
              
               
                 Then
                 shall
                 we
                 all
                 for
                 his
                 deare
                 sake
                 ,
              
               
                 Be
                 blest
                 a
                 sleepe
                 ,
                 be
                 blest
                 awake
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 SIth
                 neither
                 men
                 nor
                 Angels
                 know
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 as
                 the
                 dreadful
                 trump
                 shal
                 blow
                 ,
              
               
                 Nor
                 when
                 our
                 Saviour
                 Christ
                 shall
                 come
              
               
                 To
                 give
                 the
                 world
                 a
                 wofull
                 doome
                 ;
              
               
                 Thinke
                 then
                 but
                 what
                 a
                 case
                 you
                 're
                 in
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 sleepe
                 in
                 unrepented
                 sinne
                 :
              
               
               
                 O
                 wake
                 ,
                 O
                 wake
                 ,
                 O
                 watch
                 and
                 pray
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 think
                 upon
                 this
                 dreadfull
                 day
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 SLeepe
                 not
                 so
                 sound
                 ,
                 rest
                 not
                 secure
                 ,
              
               
                 Marke
                 well
                 my
                 words
                 of
                 this
                 be
                 sure
              
               
                 The
                 waking
                 Virgins
                 past
                 the
                 gate
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 those
                 that
                 slept
                 came
                 al
                 too
                 late
                 :
              
               
                 Wherefore
                 be
                 watchfull
                 in
                 your
                 center
                 .
              
               
                 That
                 you
                 may
                 with
                 the
                 bridegroome
                 enter
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 IF
                 wicked
                 impes
                 wake
                 day
                 and
                 night
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 keep
                 their
                 candle
                 alwayes
                 light
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 their
                 skill
                 and
                 practise
                 bend
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 bring
                 their
                 damned
                 plots
                 to
                 end
                 ;
              
               
                 Let
                 us
                 not
                 sleepe
                 ,
                 but
                 laud
                 his
                 skill
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 frustrates
                 all
                 their
                 projects
                 still
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 THe
                 night
                 well
                 spent
                 ,
                 the
                 day
                 drawes
                 night
                 ,
              
               
                 Awake
                 from
                 sleep
                 and
                 sin
                 defie
                 ,
              
               
                 All
                 sluggish
                 sloath
                 expell
                 away
                 ,
              
               
                 Have
                 still
                 in
                 mind
                 the
                 judgement
                 day
                 ,
              
               
                 When
                 dead
                 shall
                 rise
                 at
                 trumpets
                 call
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 graves
                 shall
                 open
                 wide
                 with
                 all
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 ARise
                 from
                 sin
                 ,
                 awake
                 from
                 sleepe
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 earth
                 doth
                 mourne
                 The
                 Heavens
                 weepe
                 ;
              
               
                 The
                 winds
                 and
                 Seas
                 distempered
                 bin
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 by
                 reason
                 of
                 mans
                 sin
                 :
              
               
                 Wherefore
                 arise
                 ,
                 lay
                 sleepe
                 aside
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 call
                 on
                 God
                 to
                 be
                 your
                 guide
                 ,
              
               
               
                 From
                 raging
                 sword
                 and
                 arrowes
                 flight
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 from
                 the
                 terrours
                 of
                 the
                 night
                 ;
              
               
                 From
                 fires
                 flame
                 ,
                 from
                 sin
                 and
                 sorrow
                 ,
              
               
                 God
                 blesse
                 you
                 all
                 ,
                 and
                 so
                 good
                 morrow
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 ALL
                 you
                 which
                 in
                 your
                 beds
                 doe
                 lie
                 ,
              
               
                 Vnto
                 the
                 Lord
                 ye
                 ought
                 to
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 ●hat
                 he
                 would
                 pardon
                 all
                 your
                 sins
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 thus
                 the
                 Bel●mans
                 prayer
                 begins
                 ;
              
               
                 Lord
                 give
                 us
                 grace
                 our
                 sinful
                 life
                 to
                 mend
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 at
                 the
                 last
                 to
                 send
                 a
                 joyfull
                 end
                 :
              
               
                 ●aving
                 put
                 out
                 your
                 fire
                 and
                 your
                 light
                 ,
              
               
                 ●or
                 to
                 conclude
                 ,
                 I
                 bid
                 you
                 all
                 good
                 night
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 MAns
                 life
                 is
                 like
                 a
                 warfare
                 on
                 the
                 earth
                 ,
              
               
                 Whose
                 time
                 is
                 spent
                 with
                 troubles
                 ,
                 toyles
                 and
                 cares
                 ,
              
               
               
                 Subject
                 to
                 all
                 temptations
                 from
                 his
                 birth
                 :
              
               
                 In
                 woe
                 he
                 lives
                 and
                 dies
                 at
                 unnawares
                 .
              
               
                 The
                 surest
                 signe
                 true
                 fortitude
                 to
                 show
                 ,
              
               
                 Is
                 in
                 his
                 life
                 all
                 vice
                 to
                 overthrow
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 O
                 
                   Harke
                   ,
                   O
                   harke
                   my
                   Masters
                   all
                   ,
                
              
               
                 To
                 your
                 poore
                 servants
                 cry
                 and
                 call
                 :
              
               
                 And
                 know
                 all
                 you
                 that
                 lie
                 at
                 ease
                 ,
              
               
                 That
                 our
                 great
                 God
                 may
                 if
                 he
                 please
                 ,
              
               
                 Deprive
                 you
                 of
                 your
                 vitall
                 breath
                 :
              
               
                 Then
                 sleeping
                 ,
                 thinke
                 your
                 sleepe
                 is
                 death
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 LEt
                 true
                 repentance
                 cleanse
                 your
                 sin
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 then
                 your
                 soules
                 cōmend
                 to
                 him
                 ,
              
               
               
                 That
                 by
                 his
                 death
                 hath
                 rais'd
                 and
                 cur'd
              
               
                 The
                 dead
                 ,
                 the
                 blind
                 ,
                 and
                 them
                 assured
              
               
                 To
                 give
                 to
                 them
                 eternall
                 rest
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 live
                 in
                 Heaven
                 among
                 the
                 blest
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 Confesse
                 thy
                 sins
                 to
                 God
                 on
                 hie
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 pardons
                 sinners
                 when
                 they
                 cry
                 ;
              
               
                 Bewray
                 thy
                 faults
                 to
                 him
                 in
                 time
                 ,
              
               
                 Who
                 will
                 in
                 Christ
                 forgive
                 thy
                 crime
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 HE
                 that
                 on
                 the
                 Crosse
                 hath
                 died
              
               
                 And
                 for
                 our
                 sins
                 was
                 crucified
                 ,
              
               
                 Be
                 you
                 ever
                 blest
                 in
                 him
                 .
              
               
                 And
                 cleane
                 remitted
                 from
                 your
                 sin
                 :
              
               
                 Be
                 it
                 granted
                 as
                 I
                 have
                 praid
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 so
                 the
                 Bel-man
                 resteth
                 paid
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 ALL
                 you
                 that
                 in
                 bed
                 doe
                 lye
                 ,
              
               
                 Harken
                 well
                 to
                 what
                 I
                 cry
                 ,
              
               
                 Leave
                 off
                 your
                 sins
                 ,
                 repentance
                 crave
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 is
                 the
                 onely
                 way
                 your
                 soules
                 to
                 save
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 REpent
                 in
                 time
                 while
                 ye
                 have
                 breath
                 ,
              
               
                 Repentāce
                 commeth
                 not
                 after
                 death
                 :
              
               
                 He
                 therefore
                 that
                 will
                 live
                 for
                 aye
                 ,
              
               
                 Must
                 leave
                 his
                 sins
                 ,
                 and
                 to
                 God
                 pray
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 O
                 
                   Gratious
                   God
                   and
                   blessed
                
                 ,
              
               
                 Preserve
                 all
                 ye
                 that
                 be
                 in
                 bed
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 that
                 your
                 quiet
                 rest
                 may
                 take
                 ,
              
               
                 Vntill
                 the
                 morning
                 that
                 ye
                 wake
                 :
              
               
                 Then
                 may
                 ye
                 all
                 with
                 praises
                 sing
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 thee
                 O
                 God
                 our
                 heavenly
                 King.
                 
              
            
             
               
               
                 REmember
                 man
                 thou
                 art
                 but
                 dust
                 ,
              
               
                 There
                 is
                 none
                 alive
                 but
                 dye
                 he
                 must
                 ,
              
               
                 To
                 day
                 a
                 man
                 ,
                 to
                 morrow
                 none
                 ,
              
               
                 So
                 soone
                 our
                 life
                 is
                 past
                 and
                 gone
                 .
              
               
                 Mans
                 life
                 is
                 like
                 a
                 withered
                 flower
                 ,
              
               
                 Alive
                 and
                 dead
                 all
                 in
                 an
                 houre
                 ,
              
               
                 Leave
                 of
                 thy
                 sins
                 therefore
                 in
                 time
                 ,
              
               
                 And
                 Christ
                 will
                 rid
                 thee
                 from
                 thy
                 crime
                 .
              
            
             
               
                 O
                 
                   Mortall
                   man
                   that
                   is
                   made
                   of
                   dust
                   ,
                
              
               
                 In
                 worldly
                 riches
                 put
                 not
                 thy
                 trust
                 ,
              
               
                 Remember
                 how
                 thy
                 time
                 doth
                 passe
                 ,
              
               
                 Even
                 like
                 the
                 sand
                 that
                 from
                 the
                 Glasse
                 ,
              
               
                 ●ath
                 spent
                 the
                 time
                 and
                 there
                 remaines
                 ,
              
               
                 ●ever
                 canst
                 thou
                 call
                 that
                 time
                 againe
                 .
              
            
             
               
               
                 SIcke
                 men
                 complaine
                 they
                 cannot
                 sleepe
                 ,
              
               
                 The
                 Bel-man
                 such
                 a
                 noise
                 doth
                 keepe
                 ;
              
               
                 Others
                 that
                 doe
                 win
                 at
                 play
                 ,
              
               
                 Sayes
                 he
                 too
                 soone
                 proclaimes
                 the
                 day
                 :
              
               
                 Yet
                 to
                 the
                 sicke
                 that
                 drawes
                 short
                 breath
                 ,
              
               
                 It
                 puts
                 them
                 in
                 the
                 mind
                 of
                 death
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 saies
                 the
                 gamster
                 makes
                 good
                 stake
                 ,
              
               
                 If
                 he
                 for
                 Heaven
                 so
                 long
                 would
                 wake
                 ;
              
               
                 And
                 all
                 this
                 while
                 like
                 silly
                 worme
                 ,
              
               
                 He
                 doth
                 his
                 office
                 but
                 performe
                 :
              
               
                 Then
                 if
                 his
                 duty
                 breed
                 disease
                 ,
              
               
                 Hee
                 le
                 goe
                 to
                 bed
                 and
                 none
                 displease
                 .
              
            
             
               FINIS
               .
            
             
             
          
        
         
      
    
     
       
         Notes, typically marginal, from the original text
         
           Notes for div A11116-e1720
           
             Psal
             .
             2.
             2
             ,
             3.
             
          
           
             Nequities
             vitae
             non
             sini●
             esse
             senem
             .
          
           
             Rom.
             6.
             12.
             
          
           
             *
             *
             Conventum
             terrariō
             orbis
             .
          
           
             
               Justin
               .
               l.
            
             2.
             
          
           
             Dan.
             5.
             
          
           
             Dan.
             4.
             
          
           
             2
             King.
             25.
             
          
           
             Eccl.
             ●
             .
          
           
             Eccl
             1.
             2.
             
          
           
             Ps
             .
             102
             ▪
             26.
             
          
           
             1
             Pet.
             1
             19.
             
          
           
             Ps
             .
             26.
             10.
             
          
           
             In
             〈◊〉
             i●ctib●●
             tacet
             ,
             in
             ma●●
             rides
             ,
             in
             utrisque
             Philosophatur
             
          
           
             2
             Sam.
             3.
             
             Numb
             .
             25.
             8.
             
          
           
             Isa
             .
             37.
             ult
             .
          
           
             Dan.
             ●
             ▪
             ult
             .
          
           
             Lut.
             12
             
          
           
             
               Cyprian
               ser
            
             .
             5.
             
               de
               Laps
            
             .
          
           
             Thus
             
               Franci●
               Spira
            
             cried
             out
             ,
             after
             hee
             had
             renounced
             the
             profession
             of
             true
             pietie
             ,
             for
             the
             possession
             of
             earths
             vanity
             .
          
           
             Rev.
             2●