A Spirituall Song conteining an Historicall Discourse from the infancie of the world, vntil this present time: Setting downe the treacheraus practises of the wicked, against the children of God: Describing also the markes and ouerthrow of Antichrist, with a thankesgiving to God for the preseruation of her Maiestie, and of his Church. Drawn out of the holy Scriptures, By Roger Cotton |
A description of olde Rome, or misticall Babylon: and may be song as the 81. Psalme. |
A Spirituall Song | ||
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A description of olde Rome, or misticall Babylon: and may be song as the 81. Psalme.
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Thou Rome, thy Armes Saint Iohn hath blasd,most cleare and playne to see:
Thou Rome dost stand on seauen hils,
what Citie olde but thee?
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Thou Rome, that Purpled strumpets seate,that ouer Kinges dost raigne.
Thou Rome, that was, and eke was not,
yet now thou art agayne.
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Thou Rome, the eight, and yet of seauen,thou art accompted one:
Thou Rome, to wracke destruction calls,
thou must as rest haue gon.
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O Rome, why are thyne eares so stopt?why are thyne eyes so dim?
Thou Rome, the Image of first Beast,
thou mights be warnd by him.
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Thou Rome, that latter Kittim art,thou man of sinne so cald:
Thou Rome must perysh now a pace,
thou hast long ouer ruld.
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Thou Rome, that Sodom sinke of sinne,thou Ægypt art, and worse:
Thou Rome, that Babel mysticall,
whose fall now we rehearse.
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Thou Rome, whose policie we know,the Lord of lyfe did kill:
Thou Rome, with Pilate wilt wash handes,
yet blood of Saints to spill.
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Thou Rome, thou Lion, Beare, Leopard,thou Beast, that hornes hast ten:
Thou Rome, that Lambe would seeme to be,
yet Armes from Daniels won.
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Thou Rome, thy Frogs yape all in vayne,thy Scorpions stinges be dull:
Thou Rome, take heede, the Kings on earth,
thy flesh from backe will pull.
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Thou Rome, thy Locustes haue the fruites,of ground so long likt vp:
That Rome, thy senses be too dull,
by reason of thy fat.
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Thou Rome, like Balam Prophet false,dost kill mens soules for gayne:
Thou Rome, mee thinkes an Asse may teach,
thou therefore must be slayne.
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Thou Rome, thus much thou knowest full well,that Babylon must fall:
O Rome so blind, canst thou not see,
that God doth thee so call.
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Thou Rome, the Italian synagog,that number well so fits:
Thou Rome, we hate thy name to weare,
sixe hundreth sixtie sixe.
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Thou Rome, there is a man found out,but not from tribe of Dan:
Yet Rome a man this number hath,
which is Adonikam.
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A name thou Rome, most fit and iust,to shew thy Popes thereby:
For they as GOD, on earth stand vp,
who can the same deny.
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Thou Rome, God bids come out from thee.and giue thee double pay:
Thou Rome, if so, he would vs blesse,
though thou and thine say nay.
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But Rome, while we so sparing be,to rid our land of thee:
Both thornes in sides, and prickes in eyes,
to vs thou must needes bee.
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Yet Rome, yf fayth and loue we keepe,yf manners thine we voyde:
Thou Rome, be sure our Candlesticke
with vs still shall abyde.
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If we reuiue thinges like to dye,and worde of God do seeke:
We Pillers shall in Temple be,
sayth hee, that Key doth keepe.
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If we so colde, waxe hot agayne,and golde desire to buye:
Thou Rome shalt not our land then haue,
know thou assuredly.
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Thou Rome, hast not an eare to heare,thou eye-salue wilt buy none:
Thou Rome, the holy Cities Iewels,
of thee they are vnknowne.
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But Rome, we knocke at gate of God,for opening to his throne:
Thou Rome, we fall downe flat to craue,
that we may weare his name.
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And Rome know thou that we haue eares,and eyes we haue to see:
The tree of Life, with whose greene leaues,
all Nations healed be.
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Call more O Lord, this Tree to see,by thy two witnesses:
An hundreth fourtie foure thousand,
to be thy senniories.
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Shew vs O Lord, with golden Reede,thy Arke, thy Manna hid:
Shew vs thyne Alter of fine golde,
whose Incense standes in steede,
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Cloth vs with holy garmentes White,and golden Girdles giue:
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that we may euer lyue.
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Lo Rome, we crowned are with Starres,of Postles twelue, for light:
And Moses, Prophets, Christ the ground,
to frame our buyldinges right.
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Loe Rome, our Lampes are filde with Oyle,our Harpes be tunde with skill:
Our Trumpets sound eternall prayse,
to him that heares vs well.
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So Rome, our Sackcloth shall remoue,and with Palme bowes wee sing:
Hosanna, and Halaluiah,
to Christ our Head and King.
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To whom all prayse and glory be,both now and euermore:
For all good graces shewed to vs,
we giue him thankes therefore.
A Spirituall Song | ||