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Thou hast many Bags of Money and behold now I come as a Thief in the Night with my Sword drawn in my Hand.



 Chapter II

How the Lord will recover his outward things (things of this life) as money, corn &c
and for whom and how they shall be plagued who detain them as their own.
Wherein also are some mystical hints concerning Michaelmas day, and the Lord's day following it this year, as also the dominical letter D this year.


1.

And the way that I will walk in
(in this great notable and terrible day of the Lord)
shall be thus
I will either 
(strangely and terribly
to thy torment)
inwardly
or else
(in a way that I will not acquaint
thee with)
outwardly
demand all mine
and will say on thiswise:


2.

Thou hast many bags of money
and behold now I come as a thief in the night
with my sword drawn in my hand
and like a thief as I am
I say deliver your purse
deliver sirrah!
deliver or I'll cut thy throat


3.

Deliver my money 
to such as poor despised Maul 
of Dedington in Oxonshire
whom some devils incarnate
(insolently and proudly
in way of disdain)
cry up for a fool
some for a knave and mad man
some for an idle fellow and base rogue
and some
(true liar than they are aware of)
cry up for a prophet
and some arrant fools
(though exceeding wise)
cry up for more knave than fool &c
when as indeed
there's pure royal blood runs through his veins
and he's no less than a king's son
though not one of you who are devils incarnate
and have your eyes blinded with the God of this world
know it


4.

I say
(once more)
deliver
deliver
my money which thou hast to him
and to poor cripples, lazars
yea, to rogues, thieves
whores and cut-purses
who are flesh of thy flesh
and every whit as good as thyself in mine eyes
who are ready to starve in plaguey gaols and nasty dungeons
or else by myself
saith the Lord
I will torment thee day and night
inwardly or outwardly
or both ways
my little finger shall shortly be heavier on thee
especially on thee thou holy
righteous, religious appropriator
than my loins were on Pharaoh and the Egyptians of old
you shall weep and howl for the miseries
that are suddenly coming upon you
for your riches are corrupted &c
and whilst impropriated appropriated
the plague of God is in them


5.

The plague of God is in your purses
barns, houses, horses
murrain will take your hogs
O
(ye fat swine of the earth)
who shall shortly go to the knife
and be hung up i'th roof
except blasting, mildew
locusts, caterpillars
yea, fire your houses and goods
take your corn and fruit
the moth your garments
and the rot your sheep
did you not see my hand
this last year
stretched out?

You did not see

My hand is stretched out still

Your gold and silver
though you can't see it is cankered
the rust of them is a witness against you
and suddenly, suddenly, suddenly
because by the eternal God
myself
it's the dreadful day of judgement
saith the Lord
shall eat your flesh as it were fire
Jam. 5.1 to 7

The rust of your silver shall eat your flesh
as it were fire


6.

As sure as it did mine
the very next day after Michael the Archangel's
that mighty angel
who just now fights that terrible battle 
with the great dragon

and is come upon the earth also
to rip up the hearts of all bag-bearing Judases
on this day purses shall be cut
guts let out
men stabb'd to the heart
women's bellies ripped up
specially gammer Demases who have forsaken us
and embraced this wicked world
and married Alexander the Coppersmith
who has done me much evil

The Lord reward him
I wish him hugely well
as he did me
on the next day after Michael the Archangel
which was the Lord's day
I am sure on't
look in your almanacs
you shall find it was the Lord's day
or else I would you could

when you must
you will find the dominical letter to be G
and there are many words that begin with G
at this tome
( G I V E )
begins with G
give, give, give
give up
give up your houses
horses
goods
gold
lands
give up
account nothing your own
have ALL THINGS common
or else the plague of God will rot and consume
all you have

By God
by myself
saith the Lord
it's true

Come!
give all to the poor and follow me
and you shall have treasure in heaven

Follow me
who was numbered among transgressors
and whose visage was more marr'd than any man's

follow me



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