Prophecy of our Present Calamity
The source for this document is https://quod.lib.umich.edu/e/eebo/A66763.0001.001
Project Note
This is licensed under Creative Commons CC BY-NC-ND. This license allows reusers to copy and distribute the material in any medium or format in unadapted form only, for noncommercial purposes only, and only so long as attribution is given to the creator.
The source of this document is the Early English Books Online (EEBO-TCP) website. Those books were transcribed in a character for character manner and can be very cumbersome to read since there was no standard spelling during that time. Many spelling variations such as "unlesse", "vnlesse", and "vnles" regularly appear.
This project was conceived to clean up those books as much as possible and make them more accessible to the interested reader, leading to the creation of a massive list of variant spellings and their corrections. This was used to clean up the text, but is of course only as complete as the list itself. Because of the nature of the original transcription, some words have missing characters or places where the original language (e.g., Greek) was not transcribed. This effort does not change that. Be aware that the original transcription can also be faulty and in some cases entire sentences may be missing.
Although this is no substitute for a properly compared, proofed, and scholarly edition, I believe that the result is a document which is far more accessible, particularly for searching for terms using standard spelling. The document has been cleaned and presented in what I hope is a pleasing and useful format for the vast majority of Christian brothers and sisters who just want access to read these spiritually nourishing works.
However, a word of warning: The Puritans were a very diverse group of people and their age was characterized with godliness, but also much upheaval, disputation and strife. They disagreed on many doctrines and some of these works contain less orthodox or Scriptural views than others. The reader is strongly advised to read with discernment, particularly if it is unknown whether author is trustworthy.
This project took a huge amount of time and skill to bring to fruition. I would particularly like to thank David Jonescue for the initial list of Puritans he found on EEBO and the concept behind this project as well as the continuous, unceasing efforts toward seeing this complete. Without his labor, this would not be available. Alex Sarrouf was invaluable in providing the initial list of over 7,000 spelling variations he had identified and corrected, as well as continuing to review more than 16,000 additions to that list for any typos.
Logan West
(with David Jonescue and Alex Sarrouf)
www.puritansearch.org
M r . Geo. Withers Revived: OR, His PROPHESIE of our present Calamity, and (except we Repent) future Misery.
Written by him in the Year 1628.
GOD hath a Controversy with our Land,
And In an evil plight Affairs do stand:
Already we do smart for doing ill,
Yet us the hand of God afflicteth still,
And many see it not; as many be
So willful, that his hand they will not see.
Some plainly view the same, but nothing care;
Some at the sight thereof amazed are
Like
Belthazar,
and have a trembling heart,
Yet will not from their vanities depart.
Some dream that all things do by chance succeed,
And that I prate more of them than I need:
But Heaven and Earth to witness I invoke,
That carelessly I nothing here have spoke.
If this, O sickly
Island,
thou believe,
And for thy great infirmity shalt grieve,
And grieving of thy follies make confessions,
And so confess thine infinite transgressions,
That thou amend those Errors, God shall then
Thy manifold Distempers cure agen;
Make all thy Scarlet sins as white as Snow,
And cast thy threatened Judgments on thy Foe.
But if thou (fondly thinking thou art well)
Shalt slight this Message, which my Muse doth tell,
And scorn her Counsel; if thou shalt not rue
Thy former ways, but frowardly pursue
Thy willful course; then hark what I am bold
(In spite of all thy madness) to unfold;
For I will tell thy Fortune; which, when they
That are unborn shall read another day;
They will believe God's mercy did infuse
Thy Poets breast with a Prophetick Muse.
And know, that he this Author did prefer,
To be from him, this
Isles Remembrancer.
If thou, I say, Oh
Britain,
shalt retain
Thy crying sins, thou dost presume in vain
Of God's Protection: If thou stop thine ear,
Or burn this Rowl, in which recorded are
Thy just Indictments, it shall written be
With new Additions, deeply stamped on thee
With such Characters, that no time shall race
Their fatal Image from thy scarred face.
Though haughtily thou dost thyself dispose;
Because the Sea thy Borders doth inclose;
Although thou multiply thy In-land Forces,
And muster up large Troops of Men and Horses;
Though like an Eagle thou thy wings display'st,
And (high thyself advancing) proudly sayest,
I sit aloft, and am so high, that none
Can fetch me from the place I rest upon:
Yea, though thou no advantages didst want,
Of which the gloriest Emperies did vaunt;
Yet, sure, thou shalt be humbled and brought low,
Even then, perhaps, when less thou fear'st it so.
Till thou repent, provisions which are made
For thy defense, or others to invade,
Shall be in vain; and still, the greater cost
Thou shalt bestow, the honor that is lost
Shall be the greater; and thy wasted strength
Be sick of a Consumption at the length.
Thy
Treaties
which for peace and profit be,
Shall neither peace nor profit bring to thee.
Yea, all thy winnings shall but fuel be,
To feed those follies that now spring in thee.
On all thy fruits and Cattle in the Fields,
On what the Air, or what the Water yields,
On Prince or People, on both weak and strong,
On Priest and Prophet, on both old and young;
Yea, on each person, place, and everything,
The plague it hath deserved, God shall bring.
A leanness shall thy fatness quite devour;
Thy Wheat shall in the place of wholesome Flower,
Yield naught but Bran. Instead of Grass and Corn,
Thou shalt in time of Harvest reap the Thorn,
The Thistle, and the Briar. Of their shadows
Thy Groves shall robbed be. Thy Flower Meadows
Shall steril wax. There shall be seldom seen
Sheep on the Downs, or Shepherds on the Green.
Thy Walks, thy Gardens, and each pleasant Plot,
Shall be as those where men inhabit not.
Thy Villages, where goodly dwellings are,
Shall stand as if they unfrequented were.
Thy Cities, and thy Palaces, wherein
Most neatness and magnificence hath been,
Shall heaps of Rubbish be, and (as in those
Demolish'd Abbeys, wherein Daws and Crows
Now make their nests) the Bramble and the Nettle,
Shall in their Halls and Parlors root and settle:
And moreover, they that now are trained,
In ease, and with soft pleasures entertained;
Instead of idle Games, and wanton Dances,
Shall practice how to handle Guns and Launces,
And be compel'd to leave their friends embraces,
To end their lives in divers uncouth places,
Or else, thy face, with their own blood defile,
In hope to keep themselves and thee from spoil.
Thy purest Rivers God shall turn to blood;
With every Lake that hath been sweet and good.
Even in thy nostrils he shall make it stink,
For nothing shall thy people eat or drink,
Until their own, or others blood it cost;
Or put their lives in hazard to be lost.
Most loathsome Frogs; that is a race impure,
Of base condition, and of birth obscure,
This hateful brood shall climb to croak and sing,
Within the lodging-Chambers of the
King
;
Yea, there make practice of those natural notes,
Which issue from their evil-sounding throats,
To wit, vain brags, revilings, ribaldries,
Vile slanders and unchristian blasphemies.
The land shall breed a nasty Generation,
Unworthy either of the reputation
Or name of men; for they as Lice shall feed,
Even on the body whence they did proceed;
There shall moreover swarms of divers Flies
Engendred be in thy prosperities,
To be a plague: and still are humming so,
As if they meant some weighty work to do,
When as, upon the common stock they spend;
And naught perform of that which they pretend.
Then shall a darkness follow, far more black,
Than when the light corporeal thou dost lack.
For, grossest ignorance, o'reshadowing all,
Shall in so thick a darkness thee inthral,
That thou a blockish people shalt be made,
Still wandering on in a deceiving shade,
Mistrusting those, that safest paths are showing,
Most trusting them who counsel thy undoing;
And ay tormented be with doubts and fears,
As one that Out cries in dark places hears.
Nor shall the hand of God from thee return,
Till he hath also smote thy eldest born.
That is, till he hath taken from thee quite,
Even that whereon thou set'st thy whole delight;
And filled every house throughout thy Nation,
With deaths unlooked for, and lamentation.
So great shall be thy ruin, and thy shame,
That when thy neighbouring Kingdoms here the same,
Their ears shall tingle. And when that day comes,
In which thy follies must receive their dooms;
A day of clouds, a day of gloominess,
A day of black despair and heaviness,
It will appear. And then thy vanities,
Thy gold and silver, thy confed'racies,
And all those Reeds on which thou hast depended,
Will fail thy trust, and leave thee unbefriended.
Thy King, thy Priests, and Prophets then shall mourn,
And peradventure faignedly return
To beg of God to succor them: but they
Who will not hearken to his voice today,
Shall cry unheeded; and he will despise
Their Vows, their Prayers, and their Sacrifice.
A Sea of troubles, all thy hopes shall swallow;
As waves on waves, so plague on plague shall follow:
And everything that was a blessing to thee,
Shall turn to be a curse, and help undo thee.
And when thy sin is fully ripe in thee,
Thy Prince and People then alike shall be.
Thou shalt have Babes to be thy Kings, or worse,
Those Tyrants who by cruelty and force,
Shall take away thy ancient freedoms quite,
From all their Subjects; yea themselves delight
In their vexations: and all those that are
Made slaves thereby, shall murmur, yet not dare
To stir against them. By degrees they shall
Deprive thee of thy Patrimonials all;
Compel thee (as in other Lands this day)
For thine own meat, and thine own drink to pay.
And at the last began to exercise
Upon thy Sons, all heathenish tyrannies,
As just
Prerogatives.
To these intents,
Thy Nobles shall become their instruments;
For they who had their birth from Noble races,
Shall (some and some) be brought into disgraces.
From Offices they shall excluded stand,
And all their virtuous offspring, from their Land
Shall quite be worn: Instead of whom shall rise
A brood advanced by impieties.
That seek how they more great and strong may grow,
By compassing the public overthrow.
They shall abuse thy Kings with Tales and Lies;
With seeming love, and servile flatteries;
They shall persuade them they have power to make,
Their Wills their Law, and as they please to take
Their Peoples goods, their children and their lives,
Even by their just and due
Prerogatives.
When thus much they have made them to believe,
Then they shall teach them practices to grieve
Their Subjects by, and instruments become
To help the scruing up by some and some,
Of Monarchies to Tyrannies. They shall
Abuse Religion, Honesty, and all
To compass their Designs. They shall devise
Strange Projects; and with impudence and lies,
Proceed in settling them. They shall forget
Those reverent usages which do befit
The Majesty of State; and rail, and storm,
When they pretend disorders to reform.
In their high Counsels, and where men should have
Kind admonitions, and proving grave,
When they offend, they shall be threatened there,
Or scoffed, or taunted, though no cause appear.
Whatever from thy people they can tear
Or borrow, they shall keep, as if it were
A prize which had been taken from the foe,
And they shall make no conscience what they do
To prejudice Posterity: For they
To gain their lust, but for the present day,
Shall with such love unto themselves endeavor,
That (though they know it would undo forever
Their own posterity) it shall not make
The Monsters any better course to take.
Nay, God shall give them for their offenses,
To such uncomely reprobated senses:
And blind them so, that (when the Axe they see
Even hewing at the root of thine own tree,
By their own handy-strokes) they shall not grieve
For their approaching fall: no, nor believe
Their fall approacheth, nor assume that heed,
Which might prevent it, till they fall indeed.
Mark well, Oh
Britain
! what I now shall say,
And do not slightly pass these words away;
But be assured, that when God begins,
To bring that vengeance on thee for thy sins,
Which hazard will thy total overthrow,
Thy Prophets and thy Priests shall sliely sow
The seeds of that dissention and sedition,
Which time will ripen for thy said perdition:
But not unless the Priests thereto consent,
For in those days shall few men innocent
Be grieved (through any quarter of the Land)
In which thy Clergy shall not have some hand.
If ever in thy fields (as God forbid)
The blood of thine own children shall be shed
By civil discord, they shall blow thy flame,
That will become thy ruin, and thy shame;
And thus it will be kindled, when the times
Are nigh at worst, and thy increasing crimes,
Almost complete; the Devil shall begin,
To bring strange Crotchets and opinions in
Among thy
Teachers,
which will breed disunion,
And interrupt the visible Communion
Of thy establishit
Church.
And in the stead
Of zealous Pastors (who God's Flock did feed)
There shall arise within thee, by degrees,
A Clergy, that shall more desire to fleece
Than feed the Flock. A Clergy it shall be
Divided in itself: and they shall thee
Divide among them, into several factions,
Which rend thee will, and fill thee with distractions;
They all in outward-seeming shall pretend
God's Glory, and to have a pious end;
But under color of sincere devotion,
Their study shall be temporal promotion;
Which will among themselves strong quarrels make,
Wherein thy other Children shall partake.
As to the Persons, or the cause they stand
Affected, even quite throughout the Land.
One part of these will for preferment strive,
By lifting up the King's Prerogative
Above itself; They will persuade him to
Much more than
Law,
or
Conscience
bids him do;
And say, God warrants it. His holy Laws
They shall allege, to justify their Cause;
And impudently wrest, to prove their ends,
What God for better purposes intends.
They shall not blush to say, that every
King
May do like
Solomon
in everything,
As if they had his Warrant: and shall dare
Ascribe to Monarchs, rights that proper are
To none but Christ; and mix their flatteries
With no less gross and wicked blasphemies,
Than Heathens did; yea, make their
King
believe,
That whomsoever they oppress or grieve
It is no wrong; nor fit for men oppressed
To seek by their own Laws to be redressed.
Nay further, to their wicked ends they shall
Apply the sacred
Story
; or what ever,
May seem to further their unjust endeavor,
Even what the Son of
Hannah
told the
Jews
Should be their scourge (because they did refuse
The Sov'raignty of God, and were so vain,
To ask a King, which over them might Raign
As Heathen Princes did) that curse, they shall
Affirm to be a Law
Monarchical,
Which God himself established to stand,
Throughout all Ages, and in every Land,
Which is as good
Divinity,
as they
Have also taught, who do not blush to say
That
Kings
may have both
Wives
and
Corcubines,
And, by that Rule whereby these great
Divines
Shall prove their
Tenet,
I dare undertake
(If sound it hold) that I like proof will make
Of any
Jewish
Custom, and devise,
Authority for all absurdities.
But, false it is; for, might all Kings at pleasure
(As by the right of Royalty) make seisure
Of any man's possessions: why, I pray
Did
Ahab
grieve, that
Naboth
said him nay?
Why made he not this answer thereunto,
(If what the
Prophet
said some
Kings
would do,
Were justly to be done) thy
Vineyard
's mine;
And, at my pleasure,
Naboth,
all that's thine
Assume I may; why, like a Turkey-Chick
Did he so foolishly grow sullen-sick,
And get possession by a wicked fast
Of what might have been his by Royal Act?
If such Divinity as this were true,
The Queen should not have needed to pursue
Poor
Naboth,
as she did, or so contrive
His Death; since by the
King
's
Prerogative
She might have got his
Vineyard.
Nor would God
Have scourged that Murder with so keen a rod
On
Ahab,
had he asked but his due:
For, he did neither Plot, nor yet pursue
The Murder; nor (for ought that we can tell)
Had knowledge of the deed of
Jezebel,
Till God revealed it by the Prophet to him.
Nor is it said, that
Naboth
wrong did do him,
Or disrespect, in that he did not yield,
To sell, or give, or to exchange his Field.
Now if what here mentioned, thou dost heed,
(Oh '
Britain!
) in those times that shall succeed,
It may prevent much loss, and make thee shun
Those mischiefs, whereby Kingdoms are undone,
But, to thy other sins, if thou shalt add
Rebellions (as false Prophets will persuade)
Which likely are to follow, when thou shalt
In thy profession of
Religion
halt:
Then will thy Kings and People scourge each other
For their Offences, till both fall together:
By weakening of your Powers to make them way,
Who seek and look for that unhappy day.
Then shall disorder everywhere abound,
And neither just nor pious man be found,
The best shall be a
Briar
and a
Thorn,
By whom their Neighbor shall be scratched and torn.
Thy
Princes
shall to nothing condescend
For any merit, just, or pious end;
But either for increasing of their Treasure,
Or for accomplishing their willful pleasure:
And unto what they fell, or daign for need,
There shall be given little trust or
•
eed:
For, that which by their words confirm they shall
(The Royal seals uniting therewithal)
A Toy shall frustrate, and a gift shall make
Their strictest
Orders
no effect to take.
The Parents, and the Children shall despise
And hate, and spoil each other: she that lies
Within her Husbands bosom, shall betray him;
They who thy People should protect, shall slay them:
The aged shall regarded be of none,
The poor shall by the rich be trodden on:
Such grievous insolencies everywhere
Shall acted be, that good and bad shall fear
In thee to dwell; and men discreet shall hate,
To be a
Ruler,
or a
Magistrate
;
When they behold (without impenitence)
So much injustice, and such violence.
And when thy wickedness this height shall gain,
To which, no doubt, it will e're long attain,
If thou proceed: Then from the Bow that's bent,
(And half way drawn already) shall be sent
A mortal Arrow; and it pierce thee shall
Quite through the Head, the Liver, and the Gall.
The Lord shall call, and whistle from afar,
For those thine enemies that fiercest are,
For those thou fearest most; and they shall from
Their Countries, like a Whirlwind hither come:
They shall not sleep, nor stumble, nor untie
Their Garments, till within thy Fields they lie.
Sharp shall their Arrows be, and strong their Bow,
Their faces shall as full of horror show,
As doth a Lions. Like a bolt of Thunder,
Their Troops of Horse shall come and tread thee under
Their Iron feet. Thy foes shall eat thy bread,
And with thy Flocks both clothed be and fed.
Thy dwellers they shall carry from their own,
To Countries which their Fathers have not known:
And thither shall such mischiefs them pursue,
That they who seek the pit-fall to eschew,
Shall in a snare be taken. If they shall
Escape the Sword, a Serpent in the wall
To death shall sting them: yea (although they hap
To shun a hundred plagues) they shall not scape;
But, with new danger still be chas'd about,
Until that they are wholly rooted out.
The
Plowman
then, shall be afraid to sow;
Artificers, their labor shall forgo;
The Merchant-men shall cross the Seas no more,
(Except to fly and seek some: other shore)
Thy ablest men shall faint, the wise ones then,
Shall know themselves to be but foolish men.
And they who built and planted by oppression,
Shall leave their gettings to the foes possession.
Yea, God will scourge thee,
England,
seven times more,
With seven times greater
Plagues
than heretofore.
Then, thy
Allies
their friendship shall withdraw;
And, they that of thy greatness stood in awe,
Shall say (in scorn) is this the valiant Nation,
That had throughout the world such reputation,
By Victories upon the shore? Are these
That people that were Masters of the Seas,
And grew so mighty? Yea, that petty Nation,
That is not worthy of thy indignation,
Shall mock thee too; and all thy former fame,
Forgot shall be, or mentioned to thy shame.
Then woe to them who darkness more have loved
Than light; and good advice have disapprov'd:
For they shall wander in a crooked path,
Which neither light, nor end, nor comfort hath.
And when for
Guides
and
Counsel,
they do cry,
Not one shall pity them who passeth by.
Then woe to them that have corrupted been,
To justify the wicked in his sin;
Or, for a bribe the righteous to condemn:
For flames (as on the chaff) shall seize on them:
Their bodies to the Dunghil shall be cast;
Their flower shall turn to dust their flock shall waste,
And all the glorious titles they have worn,
Shall but increase their infamy and scorn.
Then woe to them that have been raised aloft
By good men's ruins; and by laying soft
And easy pillows under great men's Arms.
To make them pleased in their alluring charms.
We gather Armies, and we Fleets prepare;
And then; both strong and safe we think we are.
But when we look for Victories and glory,
What follows, but events that make us sorry?
And 'tis God's mercy that we turn our faces
With so few losses, and no more disgraces.
For what are most of those whom we commend
Such actions to; and whom we forth do send
To fight those Battles which the Lord's we call,
But such as neither fight for him at all?
Whom dost thou make thy Captains, and dispose
Such offices unto, but unto those
(Some few excepted) who procure by friends
Command, and pay to serve their private ends,
These by their unrepented sins, betray
Thy
Cause
; by these, the honor, and the day
Is lost: and when thou hopest that thy trouble
Shall have an end, thy danger waxeth double.
We fain would be at peace, but few men go
That way, as yet, whereby it may be so.
We have not that humility which must
Effect it: we are false and cannot trust
Each other, no nor God with true confessions;
Which shows that we abhor not our transgressions.
It proves, that of our errors we in heart
Repent not, neither purpose to depart
From any folly. For all they that are
Sincerely penitent, do nothing fear
So much as their own guilt, nor seek to gain
Ought, more than to be reconciled again.
And they that are thus minded, never can
Be long unreconcil'd to God or man.
Believe me
England,
howsoever some
Who should foresee thy plagues before they come,
Endeavor to persuade thee that thou hast
A hopeful time, and that the worst is past
Yet I dare boldly tell thee, thou hast nigh
Worn out God's patience by impiety.
And that unless the same we do renew
By patience, our folly we shall rue.
And, if we do not more God's will regard,
That mischief is but for a time deferred.
Be mindful therefore while it is to
day
;
And let no good occasion slip away.
Now rend your hearts, ye
Britain's,
wash and rinse them
From all corruption, from all evil cleanse them,
Go offer up the pleasing Sacrifice
Of
Righteousness:
from folly turn your eyes.
Seek peace, and follow it with strict pursuit:
Relieve the needy; Judgment execute;
Refresh the weary, right the fatherless:
The strangers and the widows wants redress:
Give praise to God, depend with lowly faith
On him, and what his holy
Spirit
saith:
Remember what a price thy ransom cost,
And now redeem the time that thou hast lost.
Return, return thou (oh backsliding Nation)
And, let thy tears prevent thy desolation:
As yet thou mayest return: For God's embrace
Is open for thee, if thou hast the grace
To give it meeting. Yet, Repentance may
Prevent the mischiefs of that evil day
Which here is mentioned: yet, thou mayest have peace,
And by discreet endeavoring, increase
Each outward grace, and every inward thing,
Which will additions to thy comfort bring.
Now grant us peace, O Lord! for perilous
The times are grown, and no man fights for us
But thou, O God! Nor do we seek or crave,
That any other
Champion
we have.
Thy Church in these Dominions, Lord preserve
In purity, and teach us thee to serve
In holiness and righteousness, until
We shall the number of our days fulfil.
Defend this Kingdom from all overthrows,
By foreign Enemies, or home-bred foes.
Our King with every grace and virtue bless,
With thine honor, and his own increase.
Inflame our Nobles with more love and zeal,
To thy true Spouse, and to this Common-weal.
Inspire our Clergy in their several places,
With knowledge, and all sanctifying Graces;
That by their Lives and Doctrines they may rear
Those parts of
Zion
which decayed are.
Awake these
People,
give them souls that may
Believe thy Words, and thy Commands obey.
FINIS.
London, Printed for William Marshall at the Bible in Newgate-street, 1683.