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<HEAD>A Looking-Gla&s;s for a Chri&s;tian Family; <HI>OR,</HI> A Warning for all People to Serve God.</HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<P>Good people, in this Gla&s;s you may behold the joy and Comfort the Godly are in, the wicked being accur&s;ed for evermore: Likewi&s;e the great cau&s;e the Lord &s;ends &s;uch &s;ore Judgements among us for our Sins and Wickedne&s;s, and wor&s;er he will &s;end if we repent not in time.</P>
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<OPENER>The Tune is, <HI>Aim not too High.</HI></OPENER>
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<P>My Gold is my God.</P>
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<LG>
<L>ALL you that fear the Lord that rules the sky</L>
<L>and fear his holy Name that &s;its on high:</L>
<L>Do but ob&s;erve the&s;e Lines which I have pen'd;</L>
<L>I hope 'twill be a means your Lives to amend.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>You &s;ee that Charity is fled and gone,</L>
<L>And Love and Vnity is left alone:</L>
<L>Where as plain-dealing us'd to bear the &s;way,</L>
<L>Deceit and Cozening it hath got the day.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Oh is it not a grievous &s;ight to &s;ee,</L>
<L>The Son again&s;t the Father for to be:</L>
<L>The Daughter cur&s;e and ban her Mother dear,</L>
<L>To bring her up &s;he always took great care.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>This is the cau&s;e this Land is puni&s;ht &s;ore,</L>
<L>And &s;till I doubt it will be more and more:</L>
<L>The Lord his Iudgements he doth on us &s;end,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e we don't our wicked lives amend.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Do you not &s;ee in Town and City too,</L>
<L>Now men and womens hearts are full of woe,</L>
<L>Sore &s;ick dear Friends, O this is all their cry,</L>
<L>Praying to God to ea&s;e their mi&s;ery.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The burning Fevor, and pain i'th head is cheif,</L>
<L>And griping in the Belly's all their grief:</L>
<L>No ea&s;ment can be had for it, nor cure,</L>
<L>But &s;till poor &s;ouls the &s;ame they mu&s;t endure.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Therefore good people all both night and day,</L>
<L>Vnto the Lord on our knees let us pray:</L>
<L>That he would be pleas'd to ea&s;e their pain,</L>
<L>And grant them to their former health again.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>O <HI>England, England,</HI> whither wilt thou hie,</L>
<L>Thy Sins to God for vengeance they do cry</L>
<L>Thy Pride and Whoredom thou &s;eek'&s;t to maintain</L>
<L>And the true Word of God do&s;t &s;till refrain.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Oh ally Soul, where will thy Pride become?</L>
<L>When as grim Death appears to &s;trike thee home?</L>
<L>Then thy Rich Iewels and thy brave attire.</L>
<L>Will be but Fuel for Eternal Fire.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>then thou wilt cur&s;e the Pride that did thee wrong</L>
<L>And wi&s;h thou'&s;t dyed when thou had&s;t been young:</L>
<L>But all's too late, and vain be &s;ure 'twill be,</L>
<L>To call for help to ea&s;e thy mi&s;ery.</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L>WHen thou do&s;t on thy bed of langui&s;h lye,</L>
<L>Again&s;t thee then thy con&s;cience it will cry:</L>
<L>And witne&s;s all the Sins thou ha&s;t commit,</L>
<L>Make thee apear for Heaven much unfit.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Then from thy Gold and Silver thou mu&s;t part,</L>
<L>Though thou do&s;t leave it with a heavy heart:</L>
<L>But when death comes thou mu&s;t not put him by,</L>
<L>Nothing &s;o &s;ure that one day thou mu&s;t dye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Children &s;ee you your Parents do obey,</L>
<L>So Heaven will protect you night and day:</L>
<L>Servants be ju&s;t to tho&s;e your Ma&s;ters be,</L>
<L>Then God will &s;urely ble&s;s you ye &s;hall &s;ee.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>It grieves my very heart and &s;oul to &s;ee,</L>
<L>How young Children to cur&s;ing given be:</L>
<L>Tho&s;e that can &s;carcely yet &s;peak one word plain,</L>
<L>Yet they can take the Name of God in vain.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But all you that are Mothers meek and Mild,</L>
<L>Do not you &s;pare the Rod to &s;pill the Child:</L>
<L>Apply the Twigs before they &s;tubborn &s;tand,</L>
<L>Le&s;t at la&s;t you cannot bend them with your hand.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Vphold not Children Neighbours for to wrong,</L>
<L>But look unto their ways in hand and tongue:</L>
<L>Let him be fir&s;t a Lyer, he'l turn Theif,</L>
<L>Then thou'lt repent, when there is no relief.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Then &s;illy Soul why wilt not thou amend,</L>
<L>Knowing that all things once will have an end:</L>
<L>All wordly plea&s;ures are but vanity,</L>
<L>None knows but that to morrow we mu&s;t dye.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Glutton &s;hall with hunger pine away,</L>
<L>Drunkards the more they thir&s;t the more they may:</L>
<L>Swearers, and tho&s;e that do delight therein,</L>
<L>Be &s;ure in Heaven &s;hall never favour win.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The V&s;urer and tho&s;e that grind the poor</L>
<L>Are like to have a judgement very &s;ore:</L>
<L>He that doth &s;eek the <GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">iddows overthrow,</L>
<L>Will one day repent that e'er he did &s;o.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But he that relieves the Widdow and Fatherle&s;s,</L>
<L>At the years end will never have the le&s;s:</L>
<L>What thou do&s;t give unto the Blind or Lame,</L>
<L>The Lord he will re&s;tore to thee again.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Suppo&s;e that thou had thou&s;ands lying by,</L>
<L>And thou wa&s;t &s;ick and full of mi&s;ery:</L>
<L>Would'&s;t thou not give it all &s;ome ea&s;e to have?</L>
<L>But mind, O man, 'tan't Gold thy life can &s;ave.</L>
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<LG>
<L>And &s;ome &s;o proud and lofty they are grown,</L>
<L>That a poor man in heart they &s;corn to own:</L>
<L>Becau&s;e their Riches that will &s;ave away,</L>
<L>And both their Beds mu&s;ts be a clod of Clay.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The&s;e things my Friends &s;ee that you do ob&s;erve,</L>
<L>And from the word of God he &s;ure don't &s;werve:</L>
<L>For fear you &s;hould repent when 'tis too late,</L>
<L>When you &s;hall ask God mercy at his gate.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus Chri&s;tian friends you hear in every thing,</L>
<L>The difference between a wicked and good thing:</L>
<L>He that fears the Lord a ble&s;&s;ed man is he,</L>
<L>But for the Wicked Damned &s;hall he be,</L>
</LG>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
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