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, Prisoner in Ludgate, London |
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Curses of the Wicked. |
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Curses of the Wicked.
He that doth hear the poor mans cryShall never fare the worse;
But whoso turneth back his eye
Shall never want a curse.
He that himself hath others curst,
His servant curseth him;
The blessings of his flowing Purse
Shall him to ruine swim.
He that blasphemeth God his Lord,
Ought to be ston'd to death;
And cursed be that man, abhorr'd,
Serves other God beneath.
Cursed be he that setteth light
By Father, or by Mother;
The people shall him dayly slight,
And none his Curses smother.
Cursed be he that doth remove
His Neighbours Land-mark; then
The people shall him curse, none love,
But each one cry, Amen.
Cursed be he that leads the blinde
In an erroneous way;
The Lord for him will torments finde,
And be the blinde man's stay.
Cursed be he that doth pervert
The widow, fatherless,
Or stranger, from an upright heart;
Curses shall him oppress.
Cursed, thrice cursed shall he be
Covets his Father's breast;
And that man curst shall be (as he)
That lieth with a beast.
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Or Mother (though) in Law:
Such sins do make those horrid cries
That dreadful curses draw.
Cursed be he that secretly
His silent Neighbour smites:
Murtherers too, that cause to die
When a reward invites.
The wicked shall be curs'd at home,
And likewise in the field;
His basket and his store at last
Shall Blessings cease to yield.
Cursed be all his sinful fruit
Of body and of land:
His Kine, and Flock, though they are mute,
And all he takes in hand.
Cursed be he when going out,
And when returning in;
That happy 'twere for him, no doubt,
If he had never been.
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