Loyalty the ornament of Christianity, or, Scripture proofs for monarchy with comments in verse on each proof and applications relating to the unparallel'd rebellion in the West, wherein the arch-traitor Ferguson is in some measure anatomiz'd and his disciples characteriz'd / written by a souldier, Geo. Wood.

THE Bishop of th' Ephesians next let's view, He was for giving crowned Heads their due. Pious Instructions he leaves for our use, Which no good Christian surely dare refuse.

I TIMOTHY, Chap. 2. Vers. 1. I ex∣hort therefore, that first of all, Supplications, Prayers, Intercessions, and giving of Thanks, be made for all Men:

Vers. 2. For Kings, and for all that are in Au∣thority, that we may lead a quiet and peaceable life, in all godliness and honesty.

Vers. 3. For this is good and acceptable in the sight of God our Saviour.

Here he not only bids us pray for Kings, But a much sweeter Lesson to us sings. He bids us pray for all that are in Power, Whether they're good, or bad, or rich, or poor.

Chalking out this way to a quiet Life, Which is sufficient to prevent all Strife. This is the way to please the God of Heav'n, By whom our wicked sins must be forgiv'n. Now he that has a grain of sense in's Pate, How dare he offer to disturb the State? But God and Christ, Prophets and Bishops too, Command al Men that they sho'd humbly bow, ••nd be obedient unto Kings: Yet we, A cursed Tribe of Hell-hounds daily see, Who use their Art & Pow'r still to destroy'em, So far are they from wishing to enjoy'em. Their Rye-house Plots, their Wapping Treats, we find, Do fully, and most fairly, paint their Mind. Their King of Lime, and their Cabals elsewhere, Do shew how far they from Obedience were.

But God, in time, will pluck those bitter Weeds, And cause Iack Ketch to cut off all their Heads. No Peace in Israel there is like to be, Whilst we such wicked Vermin in it see. Each goes to Bed with Treason in his Heart, And when he rises, then he doth impart His wiched thoughts unto his bosom Friend, Who, Monster-like, quickly his Aid doth lend. And thus it's hatch'd, and brought to Bed, but, Lord, Reward the Authors with a Hempen Cord.