Prison-pietie, or, Meditations divine and moral digested into poetical heads, on mixt and various subjects : whereunto is added a panegyrick to the right reverend, and most nobly descended, Henry Lord Bishop of London / by Samuel Speed ...

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Prison-pietie, or, Meditations divine and moral digested into poetical heads, on mixt and various subjects : whereunto is added a panegyrick to the right reverend, and most nobly descended, Henry Lord Bishop of London / by Samuel Speed ...
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Speed, Samuel, 1631-1682.
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1677.
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¶ On Persecution.

AS the poor Sheep is to the slaughter led In all humility, and free from dread, So all God's people may be said to be As Sheep, the Emblems of Humility.

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They harmless are, and profitable too, Obedient to their Shepherd; in a crew Led into Folds and Pastures, where, as strangers, They are obnoxious to many dangers, Wolves, Bryars, Thieves, Dogs, Plagues both great and small; But God their Shepherd rids them out of all. Many desire the number may increase Of God's good Sheep; but 'tis a golden Fleece Which they desire to wear: However, they Most happy are that follow him their way. Excellent things the Church of God hath won; She's like a woman cloathed with the Sun, Crowned with Stars, treading upon the Moon; Yet travelling in Birth at night and noon: The Dragon in pursuit of her and hers; But, under God, they still ride Conquerers. He that would be an Israelite indeed, Must arm himself compleatly; taking heed Of all assaults, all persons, places, times, Guard his own vertue, resist others crimes. Elias spoke against the craft of sin; Then Ahab's hate against him did begin. Isaiah, as we read, was sawn in two; It was Manasses pleasure so to do. And Jeremiah he was ston'd, to please The cruel humour of Tahaphanes. Stephen was stoned of the Jews; and John Beheaded was, Herod would have him gone. Ignatius to the Lions had his doom; The Clergy likewise hated Chrysostom: But Justin Martyr slights these things as dirt, Say•…•…, Persecutors kill, but cannot hurt. Tertullian well observ'd, the more they mow The Christians down, they much the faster grow. Large Volumes might be fill'd with the bright names Of sufferers by swords, by stones, and flames. True saith St. Paul, all that will shun the grave Of hellish fin, shall persecution have. Well may the Christian with his God comply In persecution, Christ himself could die.
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