







 
   
     
       
         A few words to all people concerning the present and succeeding times.
         Raunce, John, 17th cent.
      
       
         
           1662
        
      
       Approx. 14 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image.
       
         Text Creation Partnership,
         Ann Arbor, MI ; Oxford (UK) :
         2009-03 (EEBO-TCP Phase 1).
         A92182
         Wing R320
         ESTC R220531
         45789388
         ocm 45789388
         172699
         
           
            This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of
             Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal
            . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission.
          
        
      
       
         Early English books online.
      
       
         (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A92182)
         Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 172699)
         Images scanned from microfilm: (Early English Books, 1641-1700 ; 21241:246 or 2646:4)
      
       
         
           
             A few words to all people concerning the present and succeeding times.
             Raunce, John, 17th cent.
          
           1 sheet ([1] p.)
           
             s.n.,
             [London :
             1662]
          
           
             Signed: The last day of the 4th month, 1662. John Raunce.
             Place of publication suggested by Wing.
             In verse.
             Reproduction of original in: British Library and Friends' Library (London, England).
          
        
      
    
     
       
         Created by converting TCP files to TEI P5 using tcp2tei.xsl, TEI @ Oxford.
         Re-processed by University of Nebraska-Lincoln and Northwestern, with changes to facilitate morpho-syntactic tagging. Gap elements of known extent have been transformed into placeholder characters or elements to simplify the filling in of gaps by user contributors.
      
       
         EEBO-TCP is a partnership between the Universities of Michigan and Oxford and the publisher ProQuest to create accurately transcribed and encoded texts based on the image sets published by ProQuest via their Early English Books Online (EEBO) database (http://eebo.chadwyck.com). The general aim of EEBO-TCP is to encode one copy (usually the first edition) of every monographic English-language title published between 1473 and 1700 available in EEBO.
         EEBO-TCP aimed to produce large quantities of textual data within the usual project restraints of time and funding, and therefore chose to create diplomatic transcriptions (as opposed to critical editions) with light-touch, mainly structural encoding based on the Text Encoding Initiative (http://www.tei-c.org).
         The EEBO-TCP project was divided into two phases. The 25,363 texts created during Phase 1 of the project have been released into the public domain as of 1 January 2015. Anyone can now take and use these texts for their own purposes, but we respectfully request that due credit and attribution is given to their original source.
         Users should be aware of the process of creating the TCP texts, and therefore of any assumptions that can be made about the data.
         Text selection was based on the New Cambridge Bibliography of English Literature (NCBEL). If an author (or for an anonymous work, the title) appears in NCBEL, then their works are eligible for inclusion. Selection was intended to range over a wide variety of subject areas, to reflect the true nature of the print record of the period. In general, first editions of a works in English were prioritized, although there are a number of works in other languages, notably Latin and Welsh, included and sometimes a second or later edition of a work was chosen if there was a compelling reason to do so.
         Image sets were sent to external keying companies for transcription and basic encoding. Quality assurance was then carried out by editorial teams in Oxford and Michigan. 5% (or 5 pages, whichever is the greater) of each text was proofread for accuracy and those which did not meet QA standards were returned to the keyers to be redone. After proofreading, the encoding was enhanced and/or corrected and characters marked as illegible were corrected where possible up to a limit of 100 instances per text. Any remaining illegibles were encoded as <gap>s. Understanding these processes should make clear that, while the overall quality of TCP data is very good, some errors will remain and some readable characters will be marked as illegible. Users should bear in mind that in all likelihood such instances will never have been looked at by a TCP editor.
         The texts were encoded and linked to page images in accordance with level 4 of the TEI in Libraries guidelines.
         Copies of the texts have been issued variously as SGML (TCP schema; ASCII text with mnemonic sdata character entities); displayable XML (TCP schema; characters represented either as UTF-8 Unicode or text strings within braces); or lossless XML (TEI P5, characters represented either as UTF-8 Unicode or TEI g elements).
         
          Keying and markup guidelines are available at the
           Text Creation Partnership web site
          .
        
      
       
         
         
      
    
     
       
         eng
      
       
         
           Christian poetry, English -- Early modern, 1500-1700.
           Broadsides -- England -- 17th century.
        
      
    
     
        2007-07 TCP
        Assigned for keying and markup
      
        2007-08 Apex CoVantage
        Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images
      
        2008-07 Emma (Leeson) Huber
        Sampled and proofread
      
        2008-07 Emma (Leeson) Huber
        Text and markup reviewed and edited
      
        2008-09 pfs
        Batch review (QC) and XML conversion
      
    
  
   
     
       
         
         
           A
           few
           Words
           to
           all
           People
           concerning
           the
           present
           and
           succeeding
           Times
           .
        
         
           WHoso
           is
           wise
           amongst
           the
           People
        
         
           Consider
           what
           I
           say
           ;
        
         
           Great
           things
           to
           pass
           the
           Lord
           will
           bring
        
         
           In
           this
           the
           later
           day
           .
        
         
           For
           now
           out
           of
           Captivity
        
         
           shall
           little
           Judah
           walk
           ,
        
         
           And
           poor
           oppressed
           Israel
           ,
        
         
           with
           all
           her
           feeble
           folk
           .
        
         
           Yea
           ,
           now
           while
           Pharoah
           doth
           oppress
        
         
           the
           Seed
           ,
           which
           now
           must
           reign
           ;
        
         
           And
           Herod
           killeth
           with
           distress
           ;
        
         
           yet
           all
           their
           work
           is
           vain
           :
        
         
           Though
           Chaunting
           Priests
           with
           forgeries
        
         
           poor
           silly
           souls
           delude
           ,
        
         
           Yet
           oft
           God's
           Witness
           doth
           arise
        
         
           against
           what
           they
           intrude
           .
        
         
           Though
           many
           people
           do
           backslide
        
         
           from
           that
           which
           once
           they
           knew
           ,
        
         
           And
           ,
           with
           the
           wicked
           now
           deride
        
         
           God
           's
           servants
           ,
           who
           are
           true
           .
        
         
           Though
           we
           l●ke
           sheep
           appointed
           are
        
         
           to
           suffer
           at
           man's
           will
           ,
        
         
           Yet
           dying
           we
           the
           Truth
           declare
           ,
        
         
           though
           men
           our
           bodies
           kill
           ▪
        
         
           It
           is
           God's
           ●●●ness
           in
           each
           man
        
         
           in
           secret
           shall
           arise
        
         
           To
           plead
           for
           us
           ,
           when
           no
           man
           can
        
         
           for
           Conscience
           peace
           devise
           .
        
         
           When
           we
           in
           Prisons
           are
           opprest
           ,
        
         
           and
           from
           the
           Rulers
           sent
           ,
        
         
           God's
           Witness
           then
           doth
           break
           their
           rest
           ,
        
         
           to
           move
           them
           to
           repent
        
         
           Oh!
           happy
           now
           dear
           friends
           we
           are
           ,
        
         
           who
           have
           obey'd
           the
           Light
           ,
        
         
           Which
           doth
           for
           us
           our
           cause
           declare
           ,
        
         
           when
           we
           are
           out
           of
           sight
           .
        
         
           Yea
           ,
           this
           I
           say
           ,
           for
           ever
           blest
           ,
        
         
           and
           none
           shall
           take
           our
           Crown
           ,
        
         
           Nor
           yet
           deprive
           us
           of
           our
           rest
           ,
        
         
           by
           treading
           of
           us
           down
           .
        
         
           Let
           now
           Jerusalem
           rejoice
           ,
        
         
           her
           children
           shall
           be
           free
           .
        
         
           They
           now
           do
           hear
           the
           Bridegrooms
           voice
        
         
           and
           Zions
           King
           they
           see
           ▪
        
         
           Who
           doth
           the
           Prison-doors
           unlock
        
         
           down
           in
           the
           Dungeon
           deep
           ,
        
         
           He
           pierceth
           through
           the
           hardest
           Rock
           ,
        
         
           that
           he
           our
           souls
           may
           se●k
           ▪
        
         
           Into
           his
           bosom
           now
           return
        
         
           all
           ye
           that
           with
           me
           weep
           ,
        
         
           And
           do
           in
           secret
           with
           me
           mourn
           ;
        
         
           the
           Lord
           our
           soul
           wil
           keep
           .
        
         
           Let
           no
           high
           thought
           in
           us
           be
           found
           ,
        
         
           lest
           it
           lift
           up
           our
           mind
           ;
        
         
           But
           in
           true
           humbleness
           abound
           ,
        
         
           for
           here
           true
           peace
           we
           find
           .
        
         
           In
           Aegypt's
           darkness
           wise
           men
           talk
           ,
        
         
           who
           do
           the
           Light
           despise
           ,
        
         
           While
           we
           in
           Goshen
           
             in
             it
          
           walk
           ,
        
         
           in
           whom
           it
           doth
           arise
           .
        
         
           That
           which
           the
           Prophets
           did
           foretel
           ,
        
         
           and
           good
           men
           pray'd
           should
           be
           ,
        
         
           Now
           in
           it
           with
           the
           〈◊〉
           we
           dwel
           ,
        
         
           in
           measure
           as
           we
           see
           .
        
         
           Our
           boldness
           great
           ,
           and
           confidence
           ,
        
         
           in
           weakness
           doth
           arise
           ,
        
         
           As
           we
           do
           keep
           in
           the
           true
           sence
           ,
        
         
           which
           doth
           the
           World
           despise
           .
        
         
           When
           we
           before
           the
           Rulers
           stand
           ,
        
         
           none
           think
           what
           then
           to
           say
           ;
        
         
           The
           Lord
           our
           strength
           is
           near
           at
           hand
        
         
           to
           guide
           us
           in
           that
           day
           .
        
         
           Yea
           ,
           when
           the
           Lord
           doth
           stop
           our
           speech
           ,
        
         
           we
           waiting
           in
           his
           fear
           ,
        
         
           Our
           patience
           shall
           God's
           Witness
           reach
           ,
        
         
           when
           men
           no
           words
           shall
           hear
           .
        
         
           For
           Christ
           in
           silence
           like
           a
           Lamb
           ,
        
         
           did
           to
           the
           〈…〉
           come
           ,
        
         
           And
           as
           a
           sheep
           〈…〉
           the
           shearer
           ,
        
         
           so
           did
           he
           then
           stand
           dumb
           .
        
         
           False
           ●udgemens
           on
           him
           wise
           men
           gave
           ,
        
         
           th●●
           did
           his
           life
           condemn
           ,
        
         
           In
           scorn
           they
           brought
           him
           to
           the
           grave
           ,
        
         
           and
           did
           the
           Truth
           contemn
           .
        
         
           God's
           Martyrs
           dear
           in
           every
           place
           ,
        
         
           like
           sufferings
           under-went
           ,
        
         
           When
           they
           were
           used
           with
           disgrace
           ,
        
         
           yet
           they
           abode
           content
           .
        
         
           Now
           is
           the
           time
           of
           suffering
        
         
           begun
           in
           the
           last
           day
           ,
        
         
           Which
           shall
           the
           Beast
           to
           ruine
           〈…〉
           ,
        
         
           and'●
           Kingdom
           must
           decay
           .
        
         
           Although
           destruction
           be
           in
           hand
        
         
           for
           us
           a
           people
           poor
           ,
        
         
           It
           wil
           bring
           darkness
           o're
           the
           Land
        
         
           in
           which
           shall
           die
           the
           Whore.
        
         
           And
           Antichrist
           with
           all
           his
           train
        
         
           with
           toyle
           themselves
           shall
           vex
           ,
        
         
           For
           they
           shall
           see
           their
           Labour
           's
           v●in
        
         
           God's
           servants
           to
           perplex
           .
        
         
           All
           Babels
           Rulers
           sore
           shall
           grieve
        
         
           At
           that
           which
           they
           shall
           see
           ,
        
         
           When
           none
           their
           City
           can
           relieve
           ,
        
         
           destroyed
           it
           must
           be
           .
        
         
           Strong
           is
           the
           God
           that
           wil
           annoy
        
         
           thee
           with
           his
           vengeance
           sore
           ,
        
         
           And
           in
           his
           fury
           thee
           destroy
           ,
        
         
           where
           thou
           shalt
           cry
           and
           roar
           .
        
         
           The
           time
           is
           short
           thou
           hast
           to
           reign
           ,
        
         
           though
           thou
           sit'st
           like
           a
           Queen
           ,
        
         
           Yet
           thou
           shalt
           perish
           in
           disdain
           ;
        
         
           the
           like
           was
           never
           seen
           .
        
         
           Thy
           Kingdom
           now
           is
           very
           dark
           ,
        
         
           and
           blackness
           doth
           abound
           ,
        
         
           It
           's
           now
           too
           late
           for
           thee
           to
           heark
           ▪
        
         
           repentance
           can't
           be
           found
           .
        
         
           When
           sentence
           past
           ,
           none
           can
           reverse
           ,
        
         
           the
           K●ng
           of
           Heavens
           Decree
           ,
        
         
           Thy
           scoffing
           cannot
           make
           it
           less
           ,
        
         
           what
           he
           wil
           do
           with
           thee
           .
        
         
           At
           his
           approach
           thy
           strength
           shall
           fail
           ,
        
         
           thy
           stubborn
           heart
           shall
           mourn
           ,
        
         
           With
           horror
           then
           thy self
           bewail
           ,
        
         
           for
           thou
           shalt
           be
           forlorn
           .
        
         
           Thy
           lying
           mouth
           shall
           then
           be
           shut
           ,
        
         
           thy
           vaunting
           turn'd
           aside
           ;
        
         
           Thou
           from
           thy
           Lovers
           shalt
           be
           cut
           ,
        
         
           then
           down
           shalt
           come
           thy
           pride
           .
        
         
           Thy
           wise
           men
           and
           thy
           Captains
           all
        
         
           together
           so
           combine
           ,
        
         
           That
           ye
           together
           all
           may
           fall
        
         
           within
           a
           little
           time
           .
        
         
           The
           Work
           is
           such
           you
           do
           oppose
           ,
        
         
           so
           weighty
           and
           profound
           ;
        
         
           The
           like
           before
           it
           never
           rose
           ,
        
         
           your
           wisdoms
           to
           confound
           .
        
         
           No
           Weapon
           forged
           ,
           now
           shall
           stand
        
         
           against
           God's
           chosen
           One
           ,
        
         
           Whose
           iron
           Rod
           is
           in
           his
           hand
           ,
        
         
           For
           he
           must
           reign
           alone
           .
        
         
           Yea
           ,
           all
           that
           will
           not
           bow
           to
           him
           ,
        
         
           in
           shivers
           must
           be
           broke
           ;
        
         
           For
           he
           will
           shatter
           every
           Limb
        
         
           with
           his
           destroying
           stroke
           .
        
         
           The
           Child
           is
           born
           this
           Work
           shall
           ●●e
        
         
           eff●cted
           in
           this
           kind
           ,
        
         
           And
           suddenly
           these
           things
           shall
           be
           ;
        
         
           for
           little
           is
           behind
           .
        
         
           Yea
           many
           are
           the
           Children
           young
        
         
           who
           shall
           these
           things
           behold
           ,
        
         
           And
           are
           the
           Nations
           yet
           among
           ,
        
         
           but
           God
           wil
           all
           unfold
           :
        
         
           And
           to
           his
           little
           ones
           reveal
        
         
           his
           wonders
           great
           and
           strange
           ;
        
         
           What
           he
           will
           do
           ,
           that
           he
           may
           heal
        
         
           the
           Nations
           at
           their
           change
           :
        
         
           How
           Kings
           and
           Princes
           shall
           bow
           down
           ,
        
         
           their
           glory
           then
           forsake
           ;
        
         
           And
           at
           their
           feet
           shall
           cast
           their
           Crown
           ,
        
         
           that
           they
           may
           now
           partake
        
         
           With
           him
           and
           those
           who
           have
           been
           poor
           ,
        
         
           and
           whom
           this
           World
           despise
           ;
        
         
           Yet
           of
           true
           Riches
           they
           have
           store
           ,
        
         
           though
           they
           walk
           in
           disguise
           .
        
         
           The
           Jews
           who
           would
           Messiah
           know
        
         
           and
           are
           as
           yet
           behind
           ,
        
         
           In
           them
           the
           Light
           now
           dawn
           will
           shew
        
         
           where
           they
           they
           the
           Christ
           may
           find
           .
        
         
           The
           Gentiles
           who
           in
           darkness
           have
        
         
           been
           buried
           in
           their
           sin
           ,
        
         
           Shall
           now
           come
           forth
           of
           that
           dark
           grave
        
         
           where
           long
           time
           they
           have
           been
           .
        
         
           Now
           is
           the
           time
           for
           Jews
           to
           turn
           ,
        
         
           and
           Gentiles
           to
           awake
           ;
        
         
           In
           many
           hearts
           the
           Light
           doth
           burn
           ,
        
         
           which
           shall
           all
           Nations
           shake
           .
        
         
           Yea
           Kings
           and
           Kingdoms
           they
           shall
           reel
           ,
        
         
           Light
           shall
           their
           Powers
           rent
           ,
        
         
           Great
           strivings
           in
           them
           they
           shall
           feel
           ,
        
         
           to
           move
           them
           to
           repent
           .
        
         
           No
           Laws
           man
           makes
           can
           Light
           arrest
           ,
        
         
           nor
           Prisons
           it
           contain
           :
        
         
           No
           Banishments
           can
           it
           oppress
           ;
        
         
           In
           Conscience
           Light
           must
           reign
           .
        
         
           The
           Gallows
           ,
           Sword
           ,
           Faggots
           and
           Fire
           ,
        
         
           these
           Instruments
           are
           vain
           ,
        
         
           With
           which
           man
           may
           himself
           out-tire
        
         
           yet
           still
           the
           Light
           remain
           .
        
         
           God's
           Witness
           true
           in
           this
           last
           age
           ,
        
         
           by
           whom
           he
           wil
           contend
        
         
           With
           Kings
           and
           Rulers
           in
           their
           rage
           ,
        
         
           that
           so
           they
           may
           amend
           ,
        
         
           And
           set
           his
           captive
           people
           free
           ,
        
         
           their
           Conscience
           to
           enjoy
           ,
        
         
           That
           they
           may
           have
           their
           liberty
           ,
        
         
           and
           none
           may
           them
           destroy
           .
        
         
           Oh
           happy
           Nation
           where
           thy
           King
        
         
           and
           Rulers
           shall
           bow
           down
        
         
           Unto
           the
           Light
           which
           now
           doth
           spring
           ,
        
         
           they
           shall
           receive
           the
           Crown
        
         
           Of
           immortality
           and
           bless
        
         
           which
           never
           shall
           away
           .
        
         
           Their
           honor
           then
           shal
           be
           endless
           ,
        
         
           and
           glory
           not
           decay
           .
        
         
           But
           England
           yet
           into
           thine
           ears
        
         
           this
           dreadful
           voice
           I
           send
           ,
        
         
           That
           thy
           destruction's
           very
           near
           ,
        
         
           if
           thou
           dost
           not
           amend
           .
        
         
           All
           
           Sodom's
           sins
           in
           thee
           are
           found
           ,
        
         
           the
           old
           world's
           wicked
           way
           ;
        
         
           Iniquity
           doth
           now
           abound
           ,
        
         
           God's
           people
           to
           destroy
           :
        
         
           Nothing
           thou
           dost
           so
           much
           neglect
        
         
           as
           truth
           and
           righteousness
           .
        
         
           God's
           ways
           thou
           wholly
           dost
           reject
           ,
        
         
           and
           lovest
           wickedness
           .
        
         
           All
           whoredoms
           drunkenness
           and
           Oaths
           ,
        
         
           in
           these
           are
           thy
           delight
           ;
        
         
           And
           all
           that
           God
           and
           good
           men
           loaths
        
         
           is
           pleasant
           in
           thy
           sight
           .
        
         
           Oh!
           England
           do
           not
           so
           forget
        
         
           God's
           mercies
           towards
           thee
           .
        
         
           A
           little
           time
           is
           left
           thee
           yet
        
         
           that
           happie
           thou
           mayst
           be
           ;
        
         
           If
           thou
           dost
           suddenly
           repent
           ,
        
         
           and
           from
           thy
           sins
           depart
           ;
        
         
           Embrace
           God's
           truth
           which
           he
           hath
           sent
           ,
        
         
           and
           it
           will
           change
           thy
           heart
           ;
        
         
           But
           if
           thou
           stubbornly
           go
           on
           ,
        
         
           yet
           hear
           what
           I
           do
           say
           ,
        
         
           The
           Lord
           will
           not
           let
           thee
           alone
           ,
        
         
           but
           he
           will
           bring
           a
           day
        
         
           Of
           bitter
           howling
           over
           thee
           ,
        
         
           in
           which
           thou
           shalt
           lament
           ,
        
         
           The
           time
           which
           can't
           recalled
           be
           ,
        
         
           that
           then
           thou
           mayst
           repent
           :
        
         
           Against
           thee
           then
           God
           will
           reveal
           ,
        
         
           his
           wrath
           shal
           thee
           destroy
           ,
        
         
           In
           his
           displeasure
           with
           thee
           deal
           ,
        
         
           then
           perish
           shal
           thy
           joy
           .
        
         
           For
           with
           strange
           plagues
           ,
           sword
           &
           famine
        
         
           the
           Lord
           will
           with
           thee
           plead
           ;
        
         
           Yea
           then
           thus
           he
           will
           examine
        
         
           thee
           suddenly
           with
           dread
           .
        
         
           Oh
           Land
           !
           thou
           fruitful
           ,
           thou
           shalt
           pine
           ,
        
         
           thy
           Cities
           must
           decay
           ;
        
         
           Thy
           people
           proud
           ,
           who
           are
           so
           fine
           ,
        
         
           their
           glory
           shal
           away
           ,
        
         
           Oh
           London
           !
           great
           shal
           be
           thy
           wo
           ,
        
         
           who
           shal
           lament
           thy
           case
           ?
        
         
           For
           in
           thy
           streets
           〈…〉
           grow
        
         
           God
           will
           thee
           so
           debase
           :
        
         
           For
           thy
           oppression
           ,
           and
           thy
           pride
           ,
        
         
           for
           thy
           backsliding
           state
           ;
        
         
           For
           that
           the
           truth
           thou
           dost
           deride
           ,
        
         
           and
           goodness
           thou
           dost
           hate
           :
        
         
           For
           that
           thou
           dost
           God's
           servants
           beat
           ,
        
         
           imprison
           ,
           and
           misuse
           ;
        
         
           The
           simple-hearted
           thou
           dost
           threat
           ,
        
         
           and
           innocent
           abuse
           :
        
         
           Religion
           now
           with
           thee
           is
           vain
           ,
        
         
           Idolatry
           hath
           place
           ;
        
         
           Lukewarmness
           is
           imbrac'd
           again
           ,
        
         
           and
           all
           that
           may
           disgrace
        
         
           God
           and
           his
           truth
           ,
           Christ
           and
           his
           Lambs
           ▪
        
         
           it
           may
           be
           found
           in
           thee
           :
        
         
           And
           all
           that
           can
           increase
           truths
           bands
        
         
           by
           wickedness
           is
           free
           :
        
         
           Who
           is
           opprest
           save
           righteous
           men
           ,
        
         
           who
           in
           vile
           prisons
           lie
           ;
        
         
           Arise
           ,
           O
           God
           ,
           for
           these
           things
           then
           ,
        
         
           yea
           loud
           now
           is
           the
           crie
        
         
           Of
           thine
           Elect
           in
           every
           place
           ,
        
         
           
             How
             long
             Lord
             ,
             Holy
             ,
             True
             :
          
        
         
           Wilt
           thou
           not
           hasten
           on
           thy
           pace
           ,
        
         
           against
           the
           wicked
           Crew
           .
        
         
           Yea
           this
           I
           say
           ,
           let
           all
           awake
           ,
        
         
           the
           day
           is
           very
           near
           ,
        
         
           In
           which
           God
           will
           in
           vengeance
           shake
        
         
           the
           Earth
           ,
           that
           all
           may
           fear
           .
        
         
           Let
           Kings
           and
           Judges
           now
           be
           wise
           ;
        
         
           let
           all
           men
           soon
           repent
           ;
        
         
           Let
           sinners
           from
           their
           rest
           arise
           ,
        
         
           the
           night
           is
           now
           far
           spent
           ;
        
         
           The
           great
           day
           of
           the
           Lord
           's
           at
           hand
           ▪
        
         
           who
           shal
           abide
           his
           ire
           ;
        
         
           Or
           who
           before
           him
           then
           shal
           stand
           ,
        
         
           who
           is
           devouring
           fire
           .
        
         
           Then
           Kings
           and
           Captains
           ,
           bond
           and
           free
        
         
           shall
           at
           his
           presence
           quake
           ;
        
         
           Then
           all
           into
           dark
           holes
           would
           flee
           ,
        
         
           when
           he
           the
           Earth
           shal
           shake
           :
        
         
           Then
           in
           the
           ragged
           Rocks
           and
           Caves
        
         
           you
           'l
           seek
           a
           place
           to
           hide
           ,
        
         
           Who
           use
           God's
           People
           worse
           then
           slaves
           ,
        
         
           then
           they
           not
           you
           'l
           abide
           .
        
         
           Even
           then
           when
           Earth
           in
           fire
           shal
           burn
        
         
           and
           Elements
           melt
           with
           heat
           ,
        
         
           When
           heavens
           like
           scrowls
           away
           shal
           turn
        
         
           God's
           anger
           then
           shall
           threat
           :
        
         
           Because
           his
           patience
           then
           shal
           cease
        
         
           to
           all
           his
           enemies
           ,
        
         
           And
           onely
           judgments
           shal
           encrease
        
         
           to
           all
           Eternities
           :
        
         
           Where
           gnashing
           teeth
           with
           weeping
           cries
        
         
           for
           evermore
           shal
           be
        
         
           To
           such
           as
           do
           God's
           truth
           despise
           ,
        
         
           and
           follow
           vanities
           .
        
         
           Oh
           now
           dear
           suffering
           friends
           rejoice
           !
        
         
           Redemption
           will
           not
           stay
        
         
           From
           us
           who
           have
           made
           Christ
           our
           choice
           ,
        
         
           before
           the
           evil
           day
           ,
        
         
           When
           Prisons
           ,
           Sword
           ,
           Gallows
           and
           Fire
        
         
           shal
           compass
           us
           about
           ,
        
         
           He
           will
           help
           us
           when
           in
           the
           mire
           ,
        
         
           and
           guide
           us
           when
           we
           doubt
           .
        
         
           All
           tender
           Friends
           I
           dearly
           greet
        
         
           you
           in
           the
           Lord
           of
           Life
           ;
        
         
           And
           in
           his
           patience
           which
           is
           sweet
           ,
        
         
           fare
           well
           where
           is
           no
           strife
           .
        
         
           Yea
           in
           that
           Love
           which
           suffereth
           long
           ,
        
         
           for
           ever
           let
           us
           dwel
           ;
        
         
           And
           in
           God's
           Truth
           let
           us
           be
           strong
           ,
        
         
           in
           this
           I
           say
           farewel
           .
        
         
           
             
               The
               last
               day
               of
               the
               4th
               month
               ,
               1662.
               
            
          
           
             JOHN
             RAUNCE
             .
          
        
      
    
     
  

