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Distressed Sion Relieved

Or, The Garment of Praise for the Spirit of Heaviness. Wherein are Discovered the Grand Causes of the Churches Trouble and Misery under the late Dismal Dispensation. With a Compleat History of, and Lamentation for those Renowned Worthies that fell in England by Popish Rage and Cruelty, from the Year 1680 to 1688. Together with an Account of the late Admirable and Stupendious Providence which hath wrought such a sudden and Wonderful Deliverance for this Nation, and Gods Sion therein. Humbly Dedicated to their Present Majesties. By Benjamin Keach

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An Hymn of Praise.
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An Hymn of Praise.

Instead of Grief Joy now appears,
And scatter'd are our dismal fears,
The Northern Lyon's come;
See how our haughty Foes do cry,
And at his looks see how they fly,
Bewailing their sad doom.

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If men refuse, and will not speak,
The Rocks and Stones will silence break,
For Heav'n and Earth resolve
To Judge great Babels bloudy Whore,
And she ere long shall be no more,
Her power shall dissolve.
The Star we did expect t'appear
Is risen in our Hemisphere,
And warning gives to all,
Of wonders which will suddenly;
Amaze the World far off, and nigh,
For Rome must surely fall.
Strange and amazing Tragedies,
Kept secret long from all mens Eyes,
To light will all now come,
Such Villanies as were never known,
Which Devils are asham'd to own,
Yet acted were by Rome.
She that did say, I fit a Queen,
And hop'd no sorrow to have seen,
Now strangely is brought under;
Which sure could never have been done
By any hand but his alone
Who is the God of wonder.
And he who hath such Marvels wrought,
And with just vengeence down hath brought
Englands and Sions Foe;
Will greater things effect e're long,
And cause his Saints another Song
To sing, than now they do.
For there are none stand in his way
But they must fall or him obey,
For God is risen up;
Those who have ruined good men,
Unless Repentance they obtain,
Must drink that very Cup:

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For God a Righteous Judge will be,
For wicked men a scourge has he,
Let them be who they will;
He is a God that cannot lye,
And therefore will Impartially
On all, his Word fulfil.
Come therefore, and loud praise proclaim
Unto Jehovahs Glorious Name,
All you his People Dear;
Who long time have desir'd to see
An end of Sions misery,
For her Salvation's near.