Zion in Distress Or The sad and Lamentable Complaint OF ZION AND Her Children Wherein are demonstrated the Causes of Her miserable Calamities and Her Faith in God touching her perfect Redemption & the latter Days Glory Also showing The dreadful controversy God hath with the Beast of Rome and Mother of Harlots and all Adversaries and Nations of the world for Zion's sake Lam. 1.12 Is there any sorrow like unto my sorrow Verse 17. Zion spreadeth forth her hands and there is none to comfort her London Printed in the Fatal Year THE AUTHOR To the Reader Courteous Reader IF these ensuing illiterate and homespun-Poems come to thy hand let me crave this of thee viz. Diligently and impartially to peruse them and do not censoriously judge nor prejudicially condemn the plain and simple-hearted Author thereof Neither do thou slight them because of the lowness and meanness of the stile that they run in But esteem them rather for the honesty of the matter then for their Elegancy more for their Virtue than for the Variety of Scholastic Expressions I never learned the Art of Rhetoric nor courted the Universities Neither have I studied to deliver myself in that stile that might tend either to the pleasing of the Mind Fancies Or vain Humours of any nor to delight the Ear but to affect the Heart not to stir up the Mind to Mirth but to move the Soul to Mourn And if Courteous Reader thou art a Christian one that art truly and really born from Above of the free Woman and brought up virtuously in the Heavenly Family if so I am persuaded that I need not enforce many Arguments to induce thee to a kind acceptance of what I present thee with because it treateth of the state of Her whose Womb did bear thee and whose Paps have spiritually given thee suck Shall thy dear Mother be in a miserable languishing state and condition and not her own dear Children incline with all diligence to her mournful Complaints God forbid If I have misrepresented the state of ZION this day in any thing I humbly crave pardon I have writ according to the measure of Light received The Subject is Divine and I confess too high and good to be so low and badly handled too worthy for such an unworthy Worm to meddle with Such as it is I here present to you I have with Mary done what I could you must not expect a man's Head upon a Child's Shoulders And if it prove acceptable in your eyes I matter not how I and it are censured by others It cannot speed worse than She doth for whose sake I have writ these Lines This only I entreat of thee Let Zions' Captivity be thy Misery and never add thou to her Afflictions So shall I be thine for ever in all Christian Service Farewell Let Zealots carp at Homer if they will And bark like Dogs until they bark their fill True Protestants will not offended be 'T is only Popish Imps will snarl at me To his Friend the AUTHOR WHat Muse is this doth thus possess thy brain That leads thy Genius to so high a strain Must thy aspiring thoughts needs now rehearse Thy Mother's Groans in such a kind of dress What Poet-like thyself deliver now Is Prose too mean to let the World know how She is oppressed by Rome's black hellish Crew How in her Blood they did their hands imbrue Let thy Endeavour ● prosper let them prove To be Rome's shame A Token of thy Love To thy distressed Mother now the scorn Of black-mouthed Imps the Sons of Satan born Aspiring Soul What from her Sorrows climb To a Prophetic Spirit in thy Rhyme Foretelling how she shall delivered be From all those Bloody Hounds whom thou dost see God will destroy and will thy Mother make Heaven's Glory & Earth's Joy for his Name sake Jehovah bless thy work this Book though small And make it prove a Preface to Rome's Fall Vale. ZION IN DISTRESS OR The Sad and Lamentable Complaint of Zion and Her Children Zion's Sons ATtend all People harken and draw near What doleful noise is that sounds in my ear Me thinks I hear a very dismal Cry Like one that doth lament most bitterly And by the mournful voice that I do hear Some Woman is in great distress I fear The more I mind t●is Cry and do give heed The more my heart is pierced and made to bleed O how I thirst to know who this should be That makes my Soul to grieve and sigh in me A Person of great Honour and Descent Doubtless this Woman is that doth lament Highly descended born she 's from above Nursed in the Chambers of the Father's Love Espoused to a Prince of high degree For King of kings and Lord of lords is Herald Alas alas poor Zion Is it thou O mourn my Soul and let my Spiris bow Let all that love the Bridegroom mourn for grief For Zion weeps as one past all Relief But why O Zion loved of the most High Dost thou lament and mourn so bitterly ZION Ah! poor I am mean low and desolate And few there be that pity my estate A long time I have in the Wilderness Wandered about in sore and great distress Hiding myself from the Beasts furious rage And there have been until this very Age And having lately looked a little out Again he spied me and doth search about For to destroy me 't is his full intent Or drive me back again his mind is bend No rest nor peace to me or mine he 'll give Declaring that we are not fit to live The Dragon too hath with this Beast combined To spoil both me and mine when Us they find Th' old Lion Lioness and Lion's Whelp Come out against me other Beasts to help Dogs Bulls and Bears and Wolf's do all agree To rend and tear and make a spoil of me O that e'er I so delicately bred And my dear Babes at the King's Table fed Should be this day as one even quite cast out And they as Sheep now scattered round about Now to deliver me there 's none dare venture The Truth would fain but knows not how to enter And Justice that is made to stand far off Whilst I become the Object of men's scoff Zion am I that no man doth regard men's hearts against me now are grown so hard Hurled to and fro and tossed as with the wind And not one Dram of Comfort can I find My Children which both young and tender are The fierce looks of these Beasts do greatly scare And some they seize upon as their own Prey And them into their Dens do bear away Where they are kept in sore captivity Mourning for me and their extremity Who for Christ Jesus sake with much content Do from their Foes endure all punishment For they in Prison rather choose to lie Then to obtain by sin their liberty The spoiling of their Goods with joy they take Before they will the Lord of Life forsake Or to be sent out of their native Soil Before they will their Consciences defile Or otherwise to suffer or be slain Than to expose the Gospel to disdain These are the Souls I love I love most dear Who for the Gospel's sake exposed are To all those troubles I before did tell That they with Christ for evermore might dwell But O that men should ever be so blind Who lived have where Gospel-Light hath shined My Children dear thus for to persecute Because they can't God's holy Name pollute If they were cast amongst the Turks or Jews Doubtless they would not them so badly use As some of mine have been within this Nation For witnessing against abomination Ah! Woe is me for this is a sad time Now Godliness is counted for a Crime The Gospel now poor Souls you must not preach For of their Laws they say it is a breach Nor meet together in Christ's holy Name But to the Goal you must go for the same If you do venture once more and again Then Banishment or Death must be your pain Alas poor Souls If this falls to your lot 'T will be for good Don't care for it a jot Though I c●●not forbear to grieve and mourn That you thus dealt with are whom I have born Yet I had rather you s●ould choose to die Than any of you should your Lord deny But I lament and greatly for all those Who out of Ignorance do you oppose Who shall ere long be brought in unto me For whom in pa●n I travel ti●l it be But there are thousands more within this Land Who with the Beast are like to fall or stand I do grieve also and that very sore Because the Gospel wants an open Door Instead whereof a piece of stuff is read Whereby poor Souls in no wise can be fed No better than the Body of a man Can nourished be with Husks or Chaff or Bran Which my Beloved never did compose Nor ever on poor men at all impose But the Inventions are of men's own Brain O that therefore all would it much disdain They to impose it think it Policy To keep themselves in safe security Thus Jeroboam too by his great sin Thought with himself in safety to have been God's Threshold is digged down by wicked ha●ds And in its room another Threshold stands But hark methinks I hear my Foes a hisling As if some of my Sons of late were missing O let me mourn as w●ll indeed I may For those dear Sons I lost the other day But not because they 're to their Father gone For so they 're out o' th' storm that 's coming on But ●ather 'c●use they might have useful been To me if God t' have spared them good had seen And also 'cause the En●my doth boast Saying Tour Expectation is quite lost My very heart is pierced whilst they say Where is the God to whom so oft you pray For they having escaped his mighty hand Resolved to make more strong my heavy band They do blaspheme swear curse and domineer As if nor God nor Devil they did fear But to return and of my great loss speak This thing doth cause my very heart to ache For I do fear some did these idolise As others to their worth did not them prize Offended doubtless is my righteous God That he hath struck me with his heavy Rod And yet my Children they do not agree That do remain nor live in unity Alas I see hat love doth much decline Even every day in these poor Babes of mine Strifes and debates amongst them are so high They envy one another piteously They grieve themselves in this and me also And unto Christ and Truth much wrong they do O that they all were once but as one man How would the Gospel spread an●●lourish then But ah this Rod their judgements han't informed Nor yet their Conversation ●eform'd For some there are that walk but carnally And little m●nd the stroke of the most High Alas with these it will go very bad Whom frowns nor smiles will turn nor yet the Rod. O mourn my Children you have not done well The Voice within this Rod doth plainly tell O mourn and weep I say cry bitterly For I your Mother weep lament and cry Your Father loves you dear and so ●o I In love h' hath smitten you assuredly It 's doubtlessly to purge your Souls from s●n Which you of late have much abounded in And if that you your Ways do not amend Some greater Judgement surely God will send Besides the great reproach you bring to me My dawning Glory you will hardly see The day is dark that I have lived in And here of late much darker it hath been Thick Clouds do hide the glorious glistering Skies Some mists or fogs do shade or blind my Eyes Because the day abides of my distress Some Children fall now in the Wilderness Who murmur in their hearts against the Lord That Canaan to them he doth not afford Alas I shall be thin before that I Be ready for that blessed Liberty And some there are that seemingly do feed Amongst my Sheep of whom I would be freed For though that they are called by my Name Yet they do cause i● for to suffer shame Some Truths of Christ indeed these do profess But not his saving Grace and Life possess I never brought them forth they are not mine Do thou O Hagar own them for they 're thy After the Flesh they 're born and so do walk Though of the Spirit they do sometimes talk The day draws near when such shall be afraid All Hypocrites in me shall be dismayed For such I therefore now do greatly grieve Because that they do thus their Souls deceive When the Bridegroom doth to his Chamber come These in that glorious Place will find no room But they must go into eternal Pain If quickly now they are not born again Thus do I spend my days in grief and care Because so few the mighty GOD do fear Though fearful Judgements he doth oft times send It 's not his Word nor Works will make them bend Nor mind the operation of his hand They slight strange Prodigies by Sea and Land Which of great Ruins are a plain symptom That from the God of Vengeance soon will come For greater Judgements there are still behind The Truth of which you all shall quickly find ZION's SONS O how can we this Lamentation hear Or patiently this doleful mourning bear That our dear Mother should take on her thus Our hearts are pained our Spi●its fail in us Whence comes that Beast of whom thou hast complain'd● What is he and how long hath he thus reigned ZION From Hell beneath this Monster did proceed As in the Revelations you may read He is the Little Horn the Man of Sin Above twelve hundred years my Foe hath been Once he received I know a deadly wound But for the same a cure he since hath found And ●eing healed he glories in his power As if he would me presently devour ZION's SONS Shall we arise against this Beast of Prey To rescue thee and take his strength away Who hath so long time been thine Enemy Ruling o'er thee and thine in cruelty Or shall he eve●●eign and domineer As he hath done without control or fear ZION No stay a while I shall delivered be From his fierce wrath and cruel tyranny When the set time is come I fully know I shall delivered be as Truth doth show For he that sitteth in the Heavens doth scorn At this great Rebel for his Son that 's born Heir of the World and Prince of Kingdoms too Shall surely ●eign because it is his due For God hath promised that his Son shall have The C●own the Kingdom and the Sceptre brave Nations shall serve him Kings that have abhorred His Name shall pay him homage as their Lord To JESUS all shall bow he shall be King And to poor Zion shall Redemption bring Wherefore my Children I do say again Do you not stir he hath some time to reign Him to destroy it is beyond your skill Your Wisdom and your Strength is to fit s●ill Till his long months be out yea the last hour None can consume or take away his power To suffer still it is for me appointed Till some to do this Work shall be anointed With God's good Spirit that most holy Oil And then they shall this cruel Beast quite foil Your present work is therefore for to pray To be prepared for that blessed Day Be therefore ready for the time draws near When he shall fall of this you need not fear But since I see you active fain would be Revenge yourselves I give you liberty On one which a long time my Foe hath ●in If you would know his name you shall 't is Sin Arise now kill and slay upon him fall A worse Foe I 've not among them all Spare not it 's he which always doth oppose Both you and I and all that with Christ close Until he is beat down I shall not rise Nor be delivered from my Enemies Because of Sin my very heart doth ache And much of this complaint doth therefore make For it is Sin together with the Devil That is the cause of all my present evil O strive against them in God's holy power And give no place to them not for an hour Besides them and the Beast there is the Whore Some wrongs I must impute unto her score For she doth call my Children Heretics fanatics also for by such her tricks She keeps the World in such blindness that so There 's very few that do my Children know She takes from them their Souls most precious food Because they can't partake with her vile brood Besides of her I have cause to complain For she hath many of my Children slain She makes the Beast to run at me and roar And with his Horns ofttimes my Sides to gore She hath some Brats too clothed in black & white Which st●ike at me this day with all their might But amongst all he● cursed hellish Train None shall speed worse than they when she is slain ZION's SONS Mother What Whore is that for she shall rue Hath she so many of our Brethren slew L●t Vengeance be on her Gods Saints do cry Whose D●aths are precious in their Father's Eye ●hough she hath taken our good Name f●om us ●et her not think she shall escape it thus ●e do estèem our Names as precious Oil ●hich she hath laboured so much to defile know whom she should be we do think long hath unto us all done thus much wrong ZION She is great Babylon of whom  've read Wh●ch owns not Christ in truth to be her Head This is that Romish Antichristian Harlot Who for long time hath sat bed●●k'd in Scarlet Upon the Beast which from the Sea did rise Whose Forehead's spread with Names of Blasphemies Who with the golden Cup that 's in her hand Invites the Rich and Noble of the Land For to commit the Sin of Fornication Which to the Lord is great abomination And now because that I abhor this Sin She to this day my Enemy hath been And makes the Mighty Ones me to oppress For laying open her great wickedness ZION's SONS Shall we arise Why should this wicked Whore Blaspheme our God or wrong us any more She glories and doth live deliciously Both God his Christ and Us she doth defy And more than this she thousands doth annoy Both Souls and Bodies too she doth destroy She stretcheth forth her hand and still doth crave Poor Innocents' that them she might enslave Yea to the whole World she has done such wrong We her abhor more than the stinking Dung. Shall we now fill to her in the same Cup That she hath filled to us for to drink up Yea double to her double saith God's Word No mercy unto her at all afford Shall we arise O Zion full of ire To eat her Flesh and burn her in the fire ZION You instrumental in this work shall be Your Brother John long time since told it me Esay also and Jeremy before Did clearly show you should destroy this Whore And I perceive you this do understand Which comforts me too on the other hand You are enlight'ned with the Angel's Glory As it hath been foretell in sacred Story As for my Children who before did live Light from this Angel they could not receive But you my Sons brought forth in these last days Great things shall do though many it gain-says And you I see are earnest for to know The time when you this Whore shall overthrow And I can't blame you in this very thing Because great Glory to me it will bring The Gospel too over the world shall spread And men instead of Husks shall feed on Bread And Gospel-Freedom you shall then enjoy No Popish Prelate you shall more annoy Nor shall the Locusts of you make a prey Because that Tithes to them you cannot pay Those wicked Fiends of Hell shall then no more Have power for to sting and hurt the poor They shall be cast with shame as 't is most fit Into that dismal dark and smoking pit Thither they shall I say with wrath be turned And with those lasting Flames they shall be burned But to reply to what you have enquired At present you must keep yourselves retired To make attempts you ought for to defy Till strength be given from the Lord on high You now within the streets do lie for dead Not knowing yet how to lift up your head But you shall then appea● to be alive The Spirit of the Lord shall you revive God hath I know let down the time exact When he 'll begin his strange and dreadful Act To the amazement of your Enemies When God shall call his Mighty ones to rise And from the heavens you then shall hear a Voice The which shall cause your Souls for ●o rejoice And that will be to you so clear a call That you strait way shall on this Strumpet fall Wait now with patience therefore on the Lord Until his saving strength he doth afford And make to him always your supplication For from him only is my expectation O sigh with me and in your Spirits groan And send strong cries up to his gracious Throne Do you give him no rest until he hath Made me the only Praise of all the Earth And I 'll lift up my Voice to God on high And make my moan to him and thus will cry O Lord my Lord consider my estate Let me remain no longer desolate Am I not dear and precious in thy sight My sad Complaint do thou nor therefore slight But let thy Bowels now towards me move For sure I am thou dost me dearly love Thou hast redeemed me with thy precious Blood And nothing thou hast thought fo● me too good Lord though I sinned have do thou forgive And let my Children dear in concord live Teach them all truly to know thee O Lord And worship thee in peace with one accord Let not the wicked of me make a spoil Who Thee abhor and Me esteem most vile Thou dost cast down and raise up wound and cure And nothing is to hard for thee I 'm sure Thou know'st my grief there 's nothing hid from thee Arise O Lord for to deliver me Long time between the Serpent vile and me Thou knowst there has been bitter Enmity Above five thousand years h' hath bruised my Heel And I this day that grievous sore do feel Thou hast declared O Lord my Seed shall break His cursed Head for thou wilt Vengeance take On this vile Serpent and his cursed Seed Which first did wound my Heel and made it bleed But when O Lord Is not the time yet come That thou wilt put an end to his Kingdom In Achor's Valley open thou a Door And make me sing as once I did before O do thou break the bonds of my distress And bring me Lord out of this Wilderness Let me break forth like to the Sun most bright And as an Army terrible in fight O take away the Veil that covers me And these thick Clouds that I may clearly see What is thy mind in this thy Dispensation And know the work of th●s my Generation It 's time for thee O Lord to plead my Cause For wicked men make void thy Righteous Laws Obedience to their Law they say is Reason Thine to obey they make as bad as Treason Lord where thou sittest thou dost see and hear That in their shame they glory without fear Thy fearful Judgements they do not regard But sin the more their Hearts are grown so hard Judgements deferred in sin doth make them bold Scorning in their vile course to be controlled As if thy dreadful hand their Lives did spare To sin against thee without fear or care Saying within thei● hearts We a●e passed by To serve our Lusts in all Iniquity Thinking that God who doth forbear to strike Of them and their debauched ways doth like Or else as if some interposing Cloud From God's all-searching-Eye could be a shrou● Supposing that thy Seat is so on high That thou their sinful doings canst not spy Or that since thou their Judgements hast delayed Thou 'lt do it still they are no whit afraid Thus they thy blessed patience do abuse And true Repentance wickedly refuse Whereby they do unto themselves procure Great wrath from Heaven which they shall sure endure And fit themselves for the great day of slaughter When into sorrow shall be turned their laughter Thy seven last plagues thou wilt pour forth on them Because they do both Grace and Truth contemn And how canst thou with them so long forbear Who to thy face thee scornfully do dare Saying Make speed that we thy work may see And know thy Counsel whatsoe'er it be Is not their sinful Cup filled to the top That thou mightst off these mighty Cedars lop Cut down these Trees O Lord but spare thy Vine Which thou amongst the Trees hast chose for thine Make that O God to flourish and be green And fruitful as before time it hath been Thou brought'st this Vine from Egypt heretofore From thence Lord bring it out again once more Make room for it to ●oot the Land to fill The Boughs thereof let shade the highest Hill From Sea to Sea let her her Branches send And from all wrongs her graciously defend Make up her Hedge her Fence which like a Wall Secure and safe should keep her now from all Those wild Beasts of the field with the wild Boar Who to devour and waste will ne'er give over Visit thy Vine O Lord do thou behold That which thou plant'st and prisedst more than gold Do they not burn and of it make a spoil And thou dost hide thy face too all this while Who is this Vine but me whom thou hast chose Both Vine and Lily and thy Sharon Rose I am thy Love Dove Undefiled One Why dost thou then let me be trod upon By thy own Grace I am made thus to thee Consider now therefore my misery For I am scorched and burnt in grievous pain And shall I never more thy Love obtain Hast thou withdrawn thyself for evermore And will these days of Sorrow ne'er be over O I am wounded and in bitter smart Sure it 's not long ere these will break my heart ZIONS' SONS Mourn mourn OH heavens and thou O Earth bewail And weep ye Saints until your Spirits fail For she that is the Glory of the Earth Most High and Mighty and of precious Birth Lies sadly weltering almost in despair Her grievous sorrows no Tongue can declare And now my Brethren come I pray come hither And in God's fear let us confer together Doth not Grief seize on you my Brethren dear Doth not your hearts dissolve into a tear Doth not your eyes like to a fountain run Doth not all Joy now into Mourning turn Doth not your sleep also from you depart Are you not pierced to the very heart Are you or are you not in bitterness Because of Zion and her sore distress How can our heart's delight in things below How can we sleep in peace as others do How can we comfort have or comfort find Or how can we the World's concernments mind How can we eat or drink with Hearts content And not with Grief poor Zion's state lament Because that our dear Mother is a crying She sighs and sobs as if she were a dying She languisheth and is in bitter pain And in this state all do her much disdain She is reproached by every drunken Sot Being cast out like to a broken Pot She is despised and trod upon like Dung The Drunkard of her makes his daily Song But I will turn and will expostulate The case with Zion touching her estate Why art thou sometimes up then down again Sometimes at ease sometimes in bitter pain They 're doubtless throes cheer up and do not fear Deliverance dear Soul is very near And though thy throes and pains should now give over Don't fear thou shalt not die One or two more Shall bring that Child into the World which thou Hast travelled with in bitter pangs till now O cry to God thy Midwife he will be For I am sure he will deliver thee He is the God that brings unto the Birth He also 't is that gives strength to bring forth O stay thyself upon thy blessed Lord His gracious strength he will to thee afford Upon his Promises do thou depend And thou shalt see deliverance at the end ZION Alas poor Hearts my God hath me forsaken My sighs he doth not mind nor on me look To pity me he hath now quite forgot His anger 's kindled and his wrath is hot It burneth sore against me let me mourn For I am sorely spoiled rend and torn Like to a Ship with raging tempests tossed That suffers Shipwreck ready to be lost Ah woe is me that ever I did on And so unfaithful to my God have been How beautiful and comely once was I Like to a Pearl in his most blessed Eye I could not speak but he would answer me But now I lie in sore captivity I cry and call but he doth stop his Ear And answers not as if he had no care Of me but I will prove him once again And not give over till I do obtain Of Bowels he is full and can't retain His anger but will ease me of my pain O Lord I come I come again to thee O pardon Lord and do thou pity me For when I said I was of thee forsaken I see that I therein was much mistaken For I engraven am upon thy hand And in thy sight for evermore shall stand Awake O Arm of God and do not stay My Sorrows are so great O say not nay Hear me dear Jesus unto thee I cry My Heart doth bleed O save me or I die CHRIST In Heaven where I do sit in Majesty A Voice sounds in mine Ears continually And now of late much louder it doth cry Sing therefore Hallelujah And doubtless 't is the voice of her I love My Bowels in me do so greatly move I will therefore to her now faithful prove Sing therefore Hallelujah Alas poor Heart thy mournful voice I hear And will come down to help be of good cheer For thou art precious to me and most dear Sing therefore Hallelujah Go to for all thy sorrows I well know And will deliver thee from them also And will again th' Egyptians overthrow Sing therefore Hallelujah I AM THAT I AM that is still my Name The proudest of thy Foes shall know the same And they shall never more put thee to shame Sing therefore Hallelujah In thy afflictions great distress and pain Of which thou dost so grievously complain I am afflicted and made grieve again Sing therefore Hallelujah F`or all the hurts and wrongs they do to thee I take as if they did them all to me And this indeed ere long they all shall see Sing therefore Hallelujah It was for thee that I did bleed and die I love thee as the Apple of mine Eye Fear not thou than thy proudest Enemy Sing therefore Hallelujah Although 't is true thou in their hands art now Yet Power 's mine and Wisdom I know how To strengthen thee and make them all to bow Sing therefore Hallelujah And I will rise now in great Jealousy To show my Power and great Sovereignty And make them to the Rocks and Hil●s to fly Sing therefore Hallelujah The Day of Vengeance now is in my mind And where to hide themselves they shall not find Though with the Powers of Hell they have combined Sing therefore Hallelujah Thy Controversy throughly I will plead And will bring down each high and lofty Head The Mighty Ones like Mortar I will tread Sing therefore Hallelujah Though silent for a long time I have stood I 'll be revenged for all the righteous Blood That hath run down like to a mighty Flood Sing therefore Hallelujah Though Judgement on them I did long delay Yet what is due to Justice they shall pay And but a little longer will I stay Sing therefore Hallelujah For now besides the wrongs thou dost repeat The Martyr's blood doth loudly me entreat I will come forth therefore in fury great Sing therefore Hallelujah I will perform my strange and dreadful Acts And thou before me very strong shalt wax For I 'll make thee to be my Battle-Axe Sing therefore Hallelujah Thy Horn shall Iron be and thy Hoof Brass With which thou shalt be at down the Serpent's Race And quickly will I b●ing this thing to pass Sing therefore Hallelujah Thy Sons that scattered are the Earth throughout I will soon gather them do thou not doubt And bring them forth too with a mighty shout Sing therefore Hallelujah The Mighty they shall overcome with Slings The Nobles also and the Heathen Kings With Fetters they shall bind and suchlike things Sing therefore Hallelujah O t●ou who art with raging tempests tossed Without all comfort ready to be lost Thy expectation shall not long be crossed Sing therefore Hallelujah I 'll lay thy Stones with colours fair and sure And thy Foundations shall be Saphires pure Which shall indeed for evermore endure Sing therefore Hallelujah For a small time I have forsaken thee But with great mercy thou shalt gathered be And from all bondage I will set thee free Sing therefore Hallelujah Though I have thee afflicted heretofore I 'll turn my hand upon the bloody Whore And will not now afflict thee any more Sing therefore Hallelujah Because thou dost my holy name profess I will establish thee in Righteousness And break in pieces them that thee oppress Sing therefore Hallelujah I will come down also from Heaven above And will from thee oppression far remove 'Gainst thee no Weapon formed shall prosperous prove Sing therefore Hallelujah Thy Children too shall all be taught of me Also great peace for ever there shall be And I 'll bring in the Gentiles unto thee Sing therefore Hallelujah Though many do thee grievously deride Thy Borders I 'll enlarge on every side And to thy Seed the whole Earth will divide Sing therefore Hallelujah For I did promise them I do confess That they should fully all the World possess And I 'll perform it now in Righteousness Sing therefore Hallelujah I will come now unto my holy Hill The Heathen at my presence shall be still The Earth with Knowledge I will also fill Sing therefore Hallelujah Exalted I shall be and sit on high Above all earthly Kings in Majesty And thou shalt reign with me triumphantly Sing therefore Hallelujah All Kingdoms of the Earth shall now be mine And then be sure that they shall all be thine And thou in Beauty like a Queen shalt shine Sing therefore Hallelujah ZION O matchless Grace and Love beyond degree Now am I sure there is none like to thee In Heaven nor Earth were there ten thousand more For thou hast found a Sal●e for every Sore By thee I ravished am O thou most High O how my Spirit and my Soul doth cry To thee O Lord by whose enlarged Grace My Heart's enlarged to run the blessed Race Thou shalt me lead unto thy living Springs From thence I 'll mount up as with Eagles' Wings Unto the Heavenly Mount of Faith's Desire Where I thy glory great may much admire And then will I descend down from above To be embraced in the Arms of Love I 'll hold thee fast and never let thee go For by the loss of thee what grievous woe Did I sustain O what great misery Thou hidst thy face and troubled sore was I. Thee having though nought else what have I not Without thee though all else what have I got Lord having all things and not thee what have I Let me enjoy but thee what further crave I Without thee Lord things be not what they be All things are nothing when compared with thee I am thy portion Lord though didst me choose And thou my portion art I 'll never refuse But thou O God shalt be my Heritage Thou art a God of Grace from age to age And therefore evermore I 'll dwell with thee For thou O God my hiding place shalt be In time of trouble and of fury great I will unto thy holy Name retreat Which is a Tower strong to all that fly With care and speed from their iniquity Thou light in darkness art and joy in grief Though I in trouble am thou send'st relief When I am down thou lift'st me up on high And I thy Name O God will magnify And with much patience I will undergo Thy indignation Lord for well I know That I have sinned against thy holy Name And therefore 't is that I do suffer shame And though this day I am but low and mean Poor and despised and so long time have been Yet for my good I know that thou wilt make it And with content I therefore now will take it And will wait on thee till thou dost arise To break in pieces all our Enemies My precious Cause then I will leave with thee Which thou O Lord wilt doubtless plead for me Thy Voice great God is to my Soul so sweet I am revived and set upon my feet O I can sing in hopes of what I see Thou hast O Lo●d laid Blessings up for me And now O Whore that art my bitter Foe My day is near I would have thee to know My God han't me forsook for he will now Set me on high and make thee for to bow And shalt with shame cover thy filthy Head Whilst I in triumph shall upon thee tread Because so long thou hast upon me ●rod And in contempt hast said Where is thy God He will therefore in right retaliate And bring just Judgements down upon thy pate BABYLON Zion thyself mistake thou dost The Day will still be mine Wherefore then dost thou proudly boast As if it would be thine I for my Wounds have got a Cure At ease I am and well I very safe am and secure And so I know shall dwell My Glory is returned to me Which I had lost indeed No Widowhood more shall I see From sorrow I am freed A Queen I am so shall remain And have my Pleasures still For so long as my Lord doth reign I can do what I will For he doth me most dearly love And mighty strength has he All other Lords he is above They all his servants be He is the chief in all the Earth And sits in Peter 's Chair The Keys of Hell and Death he hath And is past all compare The Dragon from whence did derive His power strength and seat Thee to the Wilderness did drive There for to seek thy meat And they have got the same power still Who da●es make wa● with them To spoil them is beyond the skill Of all that them condemn One Emperor and also Kings Love me as doth appear My name in every Court so rings Ruin I do not fear My Sons likewise are Noble men For Dukes and Lords they be They will secure me always when Great dangers they do see Their Honours and their Riches too From me they have them all They know they should them lose also If ever I should fall The Lawyers too and Priests I know Dear Children to me are To keep me from an overthrow Their lives they will not spare The Merchants yea and thousands more Will all lend me their hand Certain I am from hence therefore Secure I long shall stand And thus thou clearly may'st behold What strength is on my side And although I am now grown old With glory I shall ride And as for God the Lord most high He hath spared me so long He doth love me assuredly And will do me no wrong Falsely accused am I therefore As if God did mean me When he speaks of the wicked Whore That shall destroyed be 'T is some one else that God doth mean His Church in truth am I And from all sin I am washed clean Thy speech I do defy ZION Leave off leave off 't is thou O bloody Whore Do not thou think thou shalt for evermore Thus domineer in pomp and wicked pride For God ere long thy Rulers will divide Those mighty ones in whom are all thy trust Long shall not hold but into pieces must Be surely broken this thou soon shalt see Here here begins thy bitter misery Those that did love thee most will hate thee so That they will seek thy utter overthrow As was their love their hatred now will be And to destroy thee they will all agree For thou hast them enslaved unto thy lust Whilst they like simple ones in no wise durst Offend or cross thy vile and bloody mind For they have been bewitched they now will find By thy alluring Voice and lustful Eye To join with thee in all iniquity Thy flatteries sha●l them no more deceive Nor thy base Whoredoms thousands more bereave Of inward Good and outward Riches so As they have been to their eternal wo. They then shall see thy vile and ill intent In setting them against the Innocent To satisfy thy lust and base desire Their sinful Hearts alas were set on fire And through the provocation of the Devil Have yielded to commit such horrid Evil That there 's no Pen can write no Tongue declare What things were acted almost every where For throughout Europe either more or less There hath been wrought indeed such wickedness Which surely would cause Hearts of Stone to melt When they consider what my Children felt And did endure from savage Tyrants great Who cruelly those tender Lambs did treat More than did ever the bloodthirsty Turk Which Tyrants thou didst always set on work Some hints of which here briefly doth ensue Which I shall now present unto your view And what at this time I lay to thy Charge I 'd briefly speak and shall not much enlarge For men have writ great Volumes thou dost know Which of thy cruelties do largely show Thou hast all men oppressed in every Age But evermore thy spiteful Hellish rage Was always set against my Children dear Who could not to thy wicked ways adhere Thou mad'st the Magistrates their Enemies A●d the worst torments that thou couldst devise Thou mad'st them suffer sto●ie plainly shows Some thou didst hang by th' Head some by the Toes And thousands thou didst burn and broil on Coals And others starve to death in stinking holes Some thou didst cut to pieces very small And Infants Brains were dashed against the Wall On Bodies of the Saints thou trodst like dung Thou spard'st no Sex neither the old nor young By thy cursed Crew Women were ravished And after cruelly were knocked o' th' Head Some had their Eyes and Tongues by thee pulled out Some harborless were made and forced about To wander and in Woods and Caves to lie Until their days were spent in misery Thousands were famished so till forced to eat Worms Frogs & Toads and Spiders for their meat Thy Cruelties all People may admire Thou hast poor Children forced to set fire To that same Wood in which their Parents dear By burning Flames consumed to Ashes were By cruel Massacres were thousands slain Who did endure the most in humane pain That Bishops Monks and Friars could devise Whose Blood aloud to God for Vengeance cries What precious Blood was shed in Italy In Spain also yea and in Germany How were the Merindolians put to death For Cruelties were e'er the like on Earth The Massacres in Piedmont were sad And many more in France there were as bad As for Spain's Inquisition-Cruelties And of those many horrid miseries That they invented for Religion's sake 'T would fill a Volumn should I them relate But I 'll forbea● to speak of them at large And leave them to the day wherein the charge Of all the Righteous Blood that hath been shed Shall come with Vengeance down upon the Head Of all thy proud and persecuting crew That studied have the Righteous to undo The precious blood which wicked hands did spill In Ireland I do remember still Thou there didst play a very cruel part Poor innocents' were there stobed to the heart Yea grievous tortures those poor Lambs did bear Because they would not buy thy Popish ware But to come nearer home within this Land How many blessed Saints at thy command Were cruelly to ashes burnt at Stake Because God's Truth they no wise durst forsake As in the Marian days ye and before I dare not say that yet thou hast given o'er And hast forgot to make attempts again For I do clearly see there doth remain The selfsame Spirit hadst thou but the power Both me and mine thou quickly wouldst devour For secretly I do perceive this day Thy Romish Ruffians like to Beasts of prey Do now contrive and privately design To work the ruin both of me and mine Will not those horrid wretched cruelties That thou hast done thy raging lust suffice Why thou art drunk already and dost reel And yet thou criest O give O give me still The blood of Heretics that I may drink O fill my Cup up to the very brink 'T is full O Whore for this I clearly see All precious blood the Lord doth charge on thee That e'er was shed from Righteous Abel's days 'T●ill all be found in thee the Scripture says O shameless vile and wretched bloody Whore Hast drunk so much & wouldst thou yet have more What blood of Prophets and Apostles too Of Christ the Lord whom thou hast also slew And since those days hast many millions slain Whose Blood and Souls do to the Lord complain For Righteous Judgements to be poured on thee For all thy vile and bloody cruelty Prepare thyself for ruin for I 'm sure The patient God much longer won't endure Ere he avenge the cause of his dear Son For all the wrongs thou hast unto him done Those who would see more of thy cruelties Let them read my Son Fox his Histories BABYLON O why dost thou father Christ's death on me This is a lie all people plain may see That I am free of this all people know Fo● who put him to death the Scriptures show Don't charge his death on me for I am clear But Heretics fit were not to live here I therefore did such kill and sweep away And so 't is fit I should this present day For if to holy Church they won't be turned 'T is fit in truth that they should all be burned ZION That this is true vile Whore I 'll prove it plain That thou hast my most blessed Jesus slain For if all precious Blood is found in thee That e'er was spilt by hands of cruelty It followeth then by consequent most clear That thou hast shed the Blood of Christ most dear The former's so I showed it thee before Therefore 't is true be silent say no more But stop thy mouth for this I further see That many times he hath been slain by thee Under thy Romish power his Flesh did die In Spirit since thou didst him crucify And what thou hast unto God's Servants done He takes as if thou didst it to his Son He also is the Head they Members are Of his own Body whence it doth appear Thou hast tormented him in every part And hast ofttimes plucked out his very heart Thou hast Imprisoned Scourged him also Ye burned and hanged and starved him I know Can the dear body thus be put to pain And not the head the like sore grief sustain And more than this to show what thou hast done The Father Son and blessed Saints are one What ere therefore thou hast done unto me Thou hast it done unto the Trinity Who touch God's Saints the apple of his eye Do also touch O dreadful tyranny For men to persecute the Lord of Life And with the mighty God to be at strife When Saul afflicts the Saints than Christ doth cry Saul Saul 'T is me that thou dost crucify This is the reason of thy wicked spite Thou bearest unto the blessed Saints of Light It is because that they do testify Against thy Whoredoms and Adultery As they are men thou dost not persecute But 't is because they won't God's Name pollute 'T is Christ in them and them fo● his Name sake That thou dost hate and such a spoil dost make But it is from the Lord that they can't now Unto thy whoredoms and thy falsehoods bow Revenge thyself on God who is the cause Why they contemn all thy invented Laws Let these alone do not in mischiefs run For these alas what have these poor Lambs done Ye Persecutors all mind well I pray The dreadful work you are about this day But I 'll return and talk with thee yet further Who guilty art most clear of horrid murder And yet dost wipe thy mouth and proudly say I innocent have been unto this day And am in truth Christ's holy Ch●rch I know H●s love is such there 's none shall me o'erthrow But to confute thy lies and insolence And stand in Truths and blessed Saints defence No other Arguments need● to bring For to disprove thee in this very thing For 't is most clear by all this horrid evil That thou vile Whore art of and from the Devil Thou art no Church of Christ he doth thee hate And with his Soul doth thee abominate Christ's Church his Members never did annoy Nor persecute and millions thus destroy To blind men's eyes thou hast thy former tricks To tell the World that they are Heretics But after that way thou call'st Heresy That God they worship whom thou dost defy And here vile Worm dost thou think to contend With God the Lord whom thou dost thus offend O● thinkest thou he hath quite passed by All thy vile acts and cruel tyranny Dost think he won't fulfil his holy Word And in his fury draw his glittering Sword Dost thou not at his presence fear and quake Who with a frown will make all Nations shake Dost think that man can save thee from his stroke That thou go'st on and still dost him provoke Dost think because he hath spared thee so long He 'll ne'er avenge on thee my grievous wrong Or dost thou think the Pope that Fiend of Hell Who 'bove all Gods doth in God's Temple dwell Can save thee from that great and dreadful blow Which will produce thy utter overthrow Alas vile wretch for all thy mighty strength There is no hope but down thou must at length What God resolves to do on Sea or Land No Beast nor Devil can the same withstand As to the Pope let me speak in thy Ear His time is short for to continue here For he that hath presumed Kings to depose Shall soon destroyed be by some of those Of whom he now nor dreads nor stands in fear The truth of this ere long will plain appear This is the Beast that did from Hell ascend And thither shall be cast too in the end This this is he that ha●h so often swelled thee With hopes and hath unto this day upheld thee For his false Pardons and uncivil power Encouraged thee my Children to devour Though his Foundation 's laid as deep as Hell And doth in strength abundantly excel The greatest Potentate who heretofore E'er swayed a Sceptre nay I add much more Though he himself doth greatly magnify Above the blessed Stars that are on high Yet he sh●ll fall and never rise again Thy hopes thou hast of him is therefore vain He is condemned the Sentence that is gone His day of execution doth come on And to be short I fear thee not at all Do now thy worst you both together shall Drink of one Cup with all thy lovers too For thou shal● surely know what God can do Thy Magpy-Merchants then shall cry and howl And mournfully thy ruin thus condole Alas alas this City great and fair Sumptuous and very brave beyond compare How in a moment are her judgements come Her fall her ruin and her final doom Our Trade is gone and all our Merchandise And ah there 's none pities our grievous cries Alas alas we all are quite undone What shall we do or whither shall we run O that the Mountains and the Hills would cover Us till the vengeance of the Lord be over But to conclude all people this I say From Babylon see that you haste away For if you done 't than you too late will mourn And curse the day that ever you were born Like as the Hee-Goat doth before the Flock So haste away and fly to Christ your Rock For if you follow her than I am sure You will destruction to your Souls procure For you like Oxen to the Slaughter go Though like a Bird ensnared you do not know The danger you are in and what 't will cost Till Soul and Body Life and all is lost Many Sh 'as wounded and has strong men slain Let all God's Saints then from her ways refrain Her ways do lead unto the depths of Hell Who follows her shall with the Devils dwell The Author's Request I. SOme things great God my Soul doth long to have Before these mortal days of mine be over Which things Lord of thee I do humbly crave Before I go from hence and be no more Until which things O Lord I do obtain I shall be filled with sorrow grief and pain II. Alas my sorrows they do greatly double O that thou wouldst be pleased to hear me Lord So should my Soul thereby be freed from trouble If that these things to me thou wouldst afford Until O Lord thou grants me my request I can't give over nor give thee any rest III. 'T is not for riches of this wicked world Nor for vain honour Lord that I do cry They with a puff alas ofttimes are hurled They get them wings and quite away dofly These things I know dear God uncertain be I ask them not some better things I see IV. Nor are they earthly momentary pleasures For which great God I come now unto thee But it is for thy everlasting Treasures Which now I seek and beg O Lord for me Can Riches Honours Pleasures to me give The things that I do want whilst here I live V. No no O Lord the things I ask of thee More precious are the first that I shall urge Thy blessed presence Lord give unto me My heart from sin Lord also do thou purge These are the things in part for which I cry Lord grant me this before I come to die VI Thy presence is more sweet unto my heart Then Honey or the Hony-Comb indeed And I will choose O Lord the better part From sin therefore O let my Soul be freed And I thy holy Name shall magnify And happy be when e'er I come to die VII Let thy good Spirit ever be my guide And in thy house for ever let me dwell And from thy Truths Lord never let me slide Nor find my Conscience to be like a Hell And I thy Name Lord evermore shall praise And happy be when ended are my days VIII And whatsoever Lord my state is here Let me therein always be well content When I in trouble am Lord then be ne'er And from me never do thyself absent And then O Lord I never more will fear What e'er I suffer for thy Namesake dear IX Teach me always O Lord that heavenly skill My days to number as thy Saints have done And ever let me yield unto thy Will And wait on thee until my Glass is run So shall I then thy holy Name adore And sound thy praise O Lord my God therefore X. Lord bridle thou my tongue and make me see How few my days are O how short their length Incline my heart always to trust in thee Remove thy Scourge O Lord or give me strength Be thou my Way my Strength my Truth my Light So shall I learn to live and die upright XI When Lord I hungry am be thou my Meat When I in darkness am be light to me And when I weary am Lord be my Seat And when in Prison do thou set me free And I thy Name O Lord will glorify And walk in thankfulness until I die XII In time of wrath O Lord and fury great Be unto me a Fence and Tower strong And let me to thy blessed Name retreat Till thou avenged art for all the wrong That wicked men O Lord have done to me And unto all dear God that do love thee XIII Let me with patience run that blessed race And from my weights which grievious have been Lord set me free that I may run apace And the immortal Crown the prize may win Grant me thy fear O Lord guard well my Path O give me patience and with patience Faith XIV Make thy dear Saints great God all of one heart Let their divisions end also by thee Let them unite again and never part Whilst there is either Earth or Sea And than thy praises Lord I will declare For I shall then be freed from all my care XV. Thy Saints dear Lord are many Members joined To make one body whose blessed Head thou art Let all thy Children Lord be of one mind Let this one Body Lord have but one heart Then shall I see indeed a blessed increase Of Zions' Glory and of Israel's Peace XVI Thy Children dear O Lord offended have Do thou in mercy all their sins pass by Have mercy Lord thy mercy do I crave That they may live thy name to magnify And I thy mercy Lord will show to all And warning take l●st that I also fall XVII Zion remember Lord in all her grief She mourns she weeps she cries and is in pain Do thou in mercy send her such relief That she with cause may never more complain And then O Lord my sorrows will be o'er And I thy praises Lord will sing therefore XVIII O'er all the world now let thy Gospel spread All Popish enterprises Lord prevent Let Papists never here get any head As is their purpose Lord and full intent And then I shall O Lord without all shame Ascribe the Glory to thy Holy Name XIX Lord cast thine eyes upon those cruel Foes Prevent their purpose who this day combine Against thy Flock O God that thou hast chose Do thou make them like Chaff before the wind Preserve thy Heritage out of their hand Establish Truth and Peace Lord in the Land XX. O thou great God whose Judgements are severe Whose Mercies too are full of sweet compassion Do thou Lord scourge thy Foes both far and near And grant to me the joy of thy Salvation And I will spend the remnant of my days In Psalms of thanks to thee and Songs of praise XXI Make haste great God to judge the bloody Whore Thy Righteous Judgements do thou execute O let her fall and never rise no more Lord don't deny me this my earnest Suit But let me see her down before I die That I thy Name therefore may magnify XXII Establish Lord the Kingdom of the Just O let thy Son upon his blessed Throne Destroy the Kingdom Lord of the vile Beast Let Christ his foes to conquer now go on That in the heights of Zion I may sing Hosanna in the highest to my King XXIII What thou O Lord hast un●o Zion told Of blessings that thou hast for her in store Those things great God O let my eyes behold And then let me go hence and be no more No more dear God I mean as now am I For I shall live to all eternity XXIV There 's one thing more O Lord I beg for me Let me always be well prepared to die And this do I Lord also crave of thee To reign with Christ to all eternity And then great God when this short life is over With Angels I will sing for evermore XXV What ever of my Suit thou dost deny Grant me true Faith let me always believe That through Christ's death when ere I come to die A Paradise from thee I shall receive O grant dear God to me this one request Let me enjoy but thee and I will rest For having thee O Lord I all things have And having thee there 's nothing more I crave An Alarm to the wise and foolish Virgins I. ALL you that fear The Lord give ear To what I do indite There is a cry The Bridegroom 's nigh 't is now about midnight II. Awake awake Your Lamps to take ●nd longer do not slumber Them do you trim To tend on him ●nto the Wedding Chamber III. You Virgins all To you I call What Oil have you in store If you have none You are undone Look to it now therefore IV. Watch you always Our Lord doth say None knows the day nor hour Watch carefully For now it 's nigh The day of his great power V. Wherefore arise Open your eyes The Daystar doth appear Rise from your Bed Lift up your head Redemption now draws near VI All who are wise Their time do prize Preparing for their Lord To them he will His Word fulfil His presence to afford VII But fools do haste Their time to waste In sleep and slothfulness Yet they do dream I do presume Of glory ne'ertheless VIII But they indeed On fancies feed 'T will come to such an ebb That they shall see Their hopes will be Like to the Spiders Web. IX They still do keep Themselves asleep And know not where they be Were they awake How would they quake Their woeful state to see X. You who remain Carnal and vain In a cold formal state And all the while Have got no Oil You 'll mourn when 't is too late XI You who profess And not possess The Truth in Life and Power Your state is bad And will be sad Before this day is over XII What is the shell To the kernel Or Chaff unto the Wheat You husks do take And do forsake Your Souls most precious meat XIII 'T is the last day O therefore pray And faithful now abide Unto the Lord With one accord And be on the Lamb's side XIV And have a care You do not dare In Babel to remain For if you do Then also know With her you shall be slain XV. Come come away Without delay With all speed and endeavour Her end is come Her fatal doom Your Souls therefore deliver XVI You now do hear Her ruins near Your sins therefore forsake And you 'll prevent Great punishment Of which she must partake XVII All her pleasures And rich treasures Abhor as a great evil God's Word doth show Who love them do Shall go unto the Devil XVIII Do you remove Your Souls dear Love From Earth and things thereof For this hath been Your very sin Now cast it therefore off XIX On things above Set you your love Affections and desire These things below God will overthrow With his consuming fire XX. Alas poor Souls Be not such fools To labour for the Wind The Wealth you heap You shall not keep 'T is true ere long you 'll find XXI Do you not rest On self-int'rest But wholly for the Lord For he 'll at last You surely blast According to his Word XXII There are some men Cry Lord When when Wilt thou in Glory come Who will repent And then relent They prayed for his Kingdom XXIII For it will be They then shall see As when on escapes a Bear That being gone Comes a Lion Doth him in pieces tear XXIV Subdue your sin For it hath been Your chiefest Enemy I say again Let it not reign Throughly it crucify XXV For in this Land There 's none shall stand And happy be indeed But only those Whom God hath chose Who on Christ Jesus feed XXVI Continually O therefore cry For Christ and precious Grace That with his blessed You all may rest When you have run your race XXVII And the Bridegroom When he doth come He will you entertain And you shall then Be happy men And with him ever reign XXVIII Yea gloriously In majesty Your honour shall excel Here will I end Who am your Friend And bid you all farewell A POSTSCRIPT Or an After-Word to ENGLAND TO thee O Land this after-word I write Which doth love darkness and abhor the light I finish can't this Work until that I Against thy wickedness do testify And do pronounce the Righteous God's decree Which will with vengeance executed be In a short time and that because thou hast Let Zion like a barren Field lie waste She hath been trod upon in great disdain And yet from thee no comfort could obtain Thou hast not succoured her in great distress Nor helped her though in the Wilderness She as a stranger fain would sojourn here But thou not willing art as doth appear Her to embrace no nor the Gospel neither But fain thou wouldst be rid of them together Alas thou sinful Nation most unwise That hates thy friends and loves thy enemies What wilt thou do over a little space I much lament thy sad and heavy case Thy sins more vile than Sodoms doth abound Some Righteous ones indeed in thee are found Or else before this time I fully know God had like Sodom wrought thy overthrow God hath with great compassion born with thee But yet thou art as vile this I do see Judgements therefore already are begun And God will make thee bow ere he has done He 'll break thy heart and make thee for to cry Lord I have sinned thy Name I glorify God hath begun to make thy people few And made them know that they are like the dew Which early passeth when the Sun doth rise Or like the Shadow which so swiftly flies The glory of thy City God hath stained Which like a Queen so long a time hath reigned But yet the worst O England is behind Alas these judgements I do clearly find Have made thee worse than thou wert before Instead of healing they have made thy sore Appear so dangerous that I do see There is no help nor cure now for thee woe woe unto all people high and low My Soul doth mourn and bleed because I know The day of vengeance doth draw very near Wherein all people shall cry out with fear They then will weep and bitterly will mourn And curse the day that ever they were born To see such days the which will surely come Which will be like though not the day of doom Thou wilt repent that ere thou didst provoke The Righteous God for why his dreadful stroke Will be so sore that some will seek to die But Death alas from them away will fly While others they their bitter days shall end A just reward from God whom they offend Some now there be alive which shall behold The dreadful things which to thee have been told With Nineveh therefore with speed repent If happily thou mayst God's Wrath prevent Which otherwise will come on thee O Land Before which Wrath alas no flesh can stand Cease to do evil I do thee advise Learn to do well I do thee advertise Break of all yokes set the oppressed free And labour for a Christian Liberty The Pope that Hellish Beast do thou withstand And all who ready are at his command To yield unto that wicked bloody Whore Who thinks to have the day again once more Do thou in time their purpose frusterate Who enemies are both to Prince and State Yield thou obedience unto God and King Rebellion is a vile and cursed thing which I exhort thee to defy and hate And utterly for to alominate For like the sin of witchcraft 't is I know And those that guilty are God will overthrow If thou this counsel take I dare not say But God may turn his furious wrath away And thou mayst notwithstanding at the length Shine forth in glory and in perfect strength FINIS