Has i'the Open Streets with his Hand Fiercely Stretched out, his Hat Cock'd up, his Eyes Set as if they would sparkle out.
Chapter VI.
A terrible word and fatal blow from the Lord upon the gathered churches (so called), especially upon those that are styled Anabaptists.
1.
He that has a care to hear
let him hear
what the Spirit saith against the churches
thus saith the Lord
woe be to the Bethaven
the house of vanity
who call thyself by the name Bethel
the house of God
it shall be more tolerable
now in the Day of Judgement
for Tyre and Sidon
for those whom thou account
and call Heathens
than for thee
2.
And thou proud Lucifer
who exalts thyself above all
the stars of God in heaven
shall be brought down into hell
it shall be more tolerable
for Sodom and Gomorrah
for drunkards and whoremongers
than for thee
publicans and harlots
shall sooner enter into the Kingdom of Heaven
than you
I'll give thee this fatal blow
and leave thee
3.
Thou has affronted
and defied
the Almighty
more than the vilest of men
upon the face of the earth
and that so much the more
by how much the more
thou takes upon thee
the name of saint
and assumes it to thyself only
damning all these that are not of thy sect
4.
Wherefore
be it known to all tongues
kindreds
nations
and languages upon earth
that my most Excellent Majesty
the King of Glory
the Eternal God
who dwells in the form
of the writer of this roll
among many other strange
and great exploits
has i'the open streets
with his hand fiercely stretched out
his hat cock'd up
his eyes set
as if they would sparkle out
and with a mighty loud voice charged
100 of coaches
100 of men and women of the greater rank
and many notorious
deboist
swearing
roistering
roaring
cavaliers
so called
and other wild sparks of the gentry
and have proclaimed
the notable day of the Lord
to them
and through the streets
of the great city
and in Southwark
many times
great multitudes following him
up and down
and for this the space of
12 or 13 days
and yet
all this while
not one of them
lifting up one finger
not touching
one hair on his head
or laying one hand
on his raiment
but many
yea
many notorious vile ones
in the esteeming of men
yea
of great quality
among men
trembling and bowing
to the God of heaven
&c.
but when I cam to proclaim
also
the great day of the Lord
among you
O ye carnal gospellers
the Devil
in you
roared out
who was tormented
to some purpose
though not before his time
he there showed
both his fangs and paws
and would have
torn me to pieces
and have eaten me up
thy pride
envy
malice
arrogance
&c.
was poured out like a river of brimstone
crying out
a blasphemer
a blasphemer
away with him
at length threatening me
and being at last raving mad
some took hold of my cloak
on one side
some on another
endeavouring to throw me
from the place where I stood
to proclaim
his Majesty's message
making a great uproar
in a great congregation of people
till at length
I wrapped up myself in silence
for a season
for the well-favour'd harlots' confusion
&c.
and to thine
eternal shame and damnation
O mother of witchcrafts
who dwells in gathered churches
let this be told abroad
and let her FLESH
be burned with FIRE
Amen
Hallelujah
FINIS
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