King Iames his encomium· Or A poeme, in memorie and commendation of the high and mightie monarch Iames; King of great Britaine. France, and Ireland &c. our late soveraigne, who deceased at Theobalds. vpon Sunday the 27. of March. 1625. By Francis Hamiltoun, of Silvertown-hill

KING IAMES his Encomium OR A Poeme , in memorie and commendation of the High and mightie Monarch IAMES ; King of great Britaine . France , and Ireland &c. our late Soveraigne , who deceased at Theobalds . vpon Sunday the 27. of March . 1625.

By Francis Hamiltoun , of Silvertown-hill .

Rev. Chap. 14. verse 13.

Then I heard a voice from Heaven , saying vnto mee , Write , Blessed are the dead , which die in the Lord from hence-foorth : Yea , sayeth the Spirit , that they may rest from their labours , and their works doe follow them .

EDINBVRGH , Printed by Iohn Wreittoun . 1626.

TO THE CHRISTIAN READER . SON . WHether thy chance , or choise makes thee to looke , ( Right reverend Reader ) on this Poeme penn'd : Accept my first essay ; this litle booke Despise it not : nor spare it to amend : So shall thou thanks receive , and gaine a friend , And for thy paines have praise , the just reward Of such as vertue favour , and befriend The just and good intent . Nor misregard One litle Talent ( being rightly vsed To vertues praise ) which shall not bring disgrace To the possessour . Talents ten abused Makes the abuser loose them , and his place . One litle Talent with right vse I crave , Rather then Talents ten hid vp to have . SEVEN CROWNE SON ● THE Heathen Poets wh● 〈…〉 ( Blinded with bastard 〈…〉 Sung praise in Poems , in th● 〈…〉 To such as they alledg'd ma● 〈…〉 Against their foes in field : o● 〈…〉 Prosperitie and peace : falsly 〈…〉 To Idols vaine , and Fortun● 〈…〉 Welfare and honour , and th● 〈…〉 As honey Bees , let Christia● 〈…〉 The wholesome honey from 〈…〉 Nor wasp-like sucke poyson the● 〈…〉 Benumde with sloath , learne their 〈…〉 , or Creeds , One God wee must adore , in perso●●ree Distinguish'd : who divided cannot bee . SON . 2. ONE God wee must adore , in persons three , Distinguish'd : who can never bee divid'd : And only he through Christ ador'd must bee , Who Heaven and Earth , and all therein doth guide . Litle availes his gifts , where wants his grace , His saving grace in Christ our Soules delyte : And that s our ioy , that wee shall see his face , When hee shall all his foes with Scepter smyte , They shall all prove as potters shards , when hee Shall with his Word , the sword of iustice kill , And with his powers rodde shall crushed bee , And fry'd in fierie flames for ever still . Who would enjoy Christs face must fight the field 'Gainst sinne and Satan , and must never yeeld . SON . 3. WHo would enjoye Christs face must fight the field 'Gainst Sinne and Satan , till their life shall end . It s horrible Apostasie to yeeld , Great glorie through Christ Iesus to contend Against his foes , the foes of our Salvation ; And persecuting Dragon , who was cast From out of Heaven ( as Iohn by revelation Made knowne to Christians , many yeeres since past . ) And beaten backe by Gods most mightie word In Wildernesse , Church pinnacle and mountaine : Where Christ with his transscindent two edgd sword Beate Satan backe , of all our sinnes the fountaine . And in the end for ever did confute him : And by his death triumphantly refute him . SON . 4. CHrist in the end for ever did confute him By his owne death : and did in triumph rise Ascending to the Heaven , with Saints about him For to prepare a place for his , and prise . Avoyde thou subtle Satan , since o'recome ? But doest thou still assault vntill the end : Although thou knowest that Christ defrayed the summe Of Gods Decalogue , and doth his Saints defend : Which though hee knowes , yet strives hee to molest . Christs litle ones , the apple of his eye : And still doth tempt , illude , delude , suggest Sinne vpon sinne , yet would seeme friend to bee . Behold our Captane Christ shall him confound So much the more in paines of Hell profound . SON . 5. BEhold our Captaine Christ shall him confound , So much the more as he himself advanceth Gainst him , and His : for at the trumpets sound ( Whilst Christ in Heaven his holy Saints inhaunceth ) Hee shall repaye his spightfull plotted treason To the least farthing : and the wicked shall ( Whom hee seduced hath against all reason ) Grye hilles and mountaines , come , vpon vs fall : Then with that measure , which the damn'd hath mette To Christs deare Saints , they shall receive the dowble : Then shall Hells pitt bee shut , and Hells darke nette Shall hold for ay such as Christs Saints did trouble . Then yowling , mourning , woe and lamentation , Shall sease on Satan , and the Damned nation . SON . 6. THen yowling , mourning , woe and lamentation , Shall sease on Satan in full strength and measure ; And on the falling Angells , and that Nation Of damned Div'lish reprobates : whose treasure , Shall bee the fire of Hell , which goeth not out , And gnawing worme of Conscience never dying , Of Gods great wrath , the mightie thunder-bolt Shall pierce them through and through ; from which no flying . Go howle and weepe , the day doth now approach , Wherein the coales of fire , which you did heape On your owne heads , these sinnes which you did broach , Shall make you gnash your teeth , lament and weepe . Then shall they say , are those Christs holy Saintes , Whom wee so oft haue vexed with our vaunts . SON . 7. THen shall they say , are those Christs saved Saints ? Whom we esteem'd the off scowrings of Earth : 'Gainst whom so oft wee gloried of our tants ; Esteeming them not worthy mortall breath . Take pittie on your selves , yee wicked men , And strive yet if yee can to enter in In the right way to Heaven , least yee as then Debarred bee for your omissions sinne . Let elect Saints in trembling , love , and feare , In faith and true repentance watch and pray : Praise God in zeale , in wisedome persevere Vntill the end , attending on that Day ; That Day wherein God shall make even our ods , And Heathen Poets damne with fained Gods .

THE EPISTLE DEDICATORIE . To all true Christians , to my Countrey of Great Britaine , my native Soyle of Scotland , and to that famous , and woorthie Towne of EDINBVRGH . And especially to the two magnanimous , and worthie Lords , IAMES Marquesse of Hamiltoun , &c. And GEORGE Lord Chancelour of SCOTLAND . MAgnanimous Lords with duetifull respects This Pilgrims Poëme , FRANCK to you directs , Wishing your Lordships daigne to patronize it , What FRANCK affoords , let favour infranchize it . My loyall love ( though I bee much destressed ) From praising Vertue should not bee suppressed , And how much more in Kings its eminent , So much the more to praise it should bee bent , Each generous genius . Since ( conjectures past ) True tacticke practicke teacheth vs at last , That IAMES the Iust hath both begunne and ended , In mercie , peace , and grace now much commended , And since so oft installed on a Throne , His happie Head was honoured with a Crowne , Till that nor Crownes , nor Kingdomes to him given Could keepe his Soule on Earth now crownd in Heaven , Who having left of his owne royall race A royall , loyall Prince to fill his place . ( And having him in Christian Schooles vptrained , Till hee true vertue , and Religion gained , So that in tender age hee did surmount All Christian Princes in the best account ) In Peace and true Religion hath layd downe , Three Swords , three Scepters , and a triple Crowne . Shall hee so much was praised whilst hee lived For vertue loved ; and who so much was grieved At vyces of this age , now beeing gone , Bequeath his vertues to oblivion ? No ; since both rich and poore so well were pleased , His memorie must needs bee eternized . My Muse must praise such vertues as did dwell Within his Soule , ( which made him so excell ) Which wee must imitate , and alwayes strive Wisely to vse our Talents ( whilst wee live ) By his example , who defunct , doth rest In Heaven with him , in whom he put his trust . The vertues of the living , men should praise , That more and more wee may true vertue raise : Till like the graine of mustard-seed it grow , And all the World aboundantly ore-flow : True vertues praise I heartlie doe intend , Till that my breath , and mortall life shall end : And so much more to praise it shall bee bent , As I doe finde it true and eminent . Your L. loving Friend to bee commanded in all Christian dueties Fr. Hamiltoun .

To the right magnanimous and worthie Lord , IAMES , Marquesse of Hamiltoun , &c , SON . HEroicke Hamlton , FRANCK to thee affoordeth , With heartlie Love the praise of IAMES his worth Our King defunct , and since my soule concordeth With CHARLES his vertuous valoure , I send forth My hearts desire in prayer to my God , That hee our Soveraigne CHARLES may still defend In Christs Religion : so that his abode , May in beginning , in the midst , and end Bee alwayes , and for ever with our Lord , And Saviour ioynd , by holy inspiration Of Gods good spirit , so that hee not debord , From the right way , which hath to Heaven relation : But that in him his grace aboundantlie , With the right vse , and incresse hee supplie . Your L. loving friend and kinsman to honour and serve your L. Fr. Hamiltoun .

To the right magnanimous and worthie Lord , Sir George Hay , of Kilfawnes Knight , Lord Chancelour of Scotland . HEroicke HAY , I know nothing so strong , As bands of Loue which vertue hath conbind : And if I should not vertue praise , I wrong My selfe more than I wrong true vertues friend : That I may neither wrong I doe intend To praise and love the vertuous : dead , or living , King IAMES and CHARLES our King , I must commend : King IAMES in Heaven : King CHARLES for it striving . Magnanimous Lord even you , and I , and all Must strive for Heaven , and whilst wee breath , must fight Gainst sinne and Satan : least wee catch a fall From Heaven to Hell , and so may lose our right . Christs coloures now are flying in the field , And woe to such as shall to Satan yeeld . Your L. loving friend to honour and serve your L. Fr. Hamiltoun .

KING IAMES his Encomium , FRom Earth to Heauen , our Soveraigne Iames departs . Ravish'd to Ioy , who ravished the hearts Of mortall men , by vertue , and is gone From death , to life , that such may follow on By his example , to our Soveraigne Lord , Of Heauen , and Earth : who mercie doeth afford , To Penitents : who of their sinnes thinke shame : Baptised , and belieuing in the Name Of God the Father , Sonne , and holy Ghost , Of whom , not one , for ever , shall be lost . Should not our heauenly Soveraigne Saviour , Who sent vs such a King , in blessed houre : As Lanterne light , to lead vs , and to leaue , His Sonne a burning Lampe , by him to giue All Christians cause of Courage which are true , 'gainst Athests , Papists , Machiavellian crue ? Should he not praised be , aye more and more , Calling our King to his Eternall store Of heauenly glorie , perfect Ioy and Love , Making him raigne for aye with him above : Hath left vs yet a Lawfull Loyall King , Such one , as from his Royall Loines did spring . Whill as we doe reduce to meditation , How none was like King Iames in any Nation In all his time , nor any knowne to bee So learn'd , Religious , wise a King as hee . Whose Grace was graue , whose words were wise , and few , Whose lookes were louelie , mercifull , and true : Whose visage sage , heart humble , meeke of mind : Bountie , and vertues beautie , there combin'd . Whose body Chaste , with cheerfull Countenance , Whose blessed breast wise counsells did dispence : By trusty tongue of honoured head , inditing , What well became a Royall pen in writing . Whose potent Poems , ( wing'd with puissant speed ) From a coelestiall temper did proceed . Writing of warres , or of a civill Storie . Affected truth , despised mortall glorie . Parent of Peace , of potent Poets Prince , Religious , Royall , and Renown'd defence Of faithfull Christians , gainst the Romish Whoore , In thought , word , deed , like Campe , or Castle sure . Could all the world such Phoenix King affoord ? Such Royall , Loyall , Learn'd , Religious Lord ? No : Nor should I degener from my kind , And so refraine to praise a vertuous mind . Heroicke Hampton prais'd a forraine King , For loue of Vertue which in him did spring : Mis-construed : and rewarded with a cuffe , Was made to change his soyle for 's counter-buffe . And worthy Wallas was content to part , For loue of King and Countrey , from his heart . Shall I deduce my pedegree from such , And not befriend true vertue even as much In the defunct , or living ? however it goe , By grace of God it was , is , shall be so : That I true vertue praise , extoll , and loue , ( In thought , word , deed ) which comes from heaven aboue , According to my power , and skill , till death : My will shall be as fervent whilst I breath . And what 's nor to my power , nor skill permit , My God ( of mercie ) will dispense with it : And by his grace ( of loue ) he giveth me , In and through Christ , my will he 'ill rectifie : Which sinfull nature alwayes would pervert , Wer 't not my God , by grace , reformes mine heart . I passe not what some perverse people say ; Nor mumbling Momus shall my pen affray : Nor who so lust to jeast , to mock or scorne me , Or seeke by fraud , or falshood to forlorne me , By poyson , or by powder-plotted-treason , Or fairded faire pretences , bent gainst reason . I tell them all , That Christ my Lord and Master , Can well avenge his little ones disastre . And that it better were for them to bee Bound to a Mill-stone , and cast in the sea . Then to injure , or doe malicious-wrong Vnto the least which doe to Christ belong . Except they doe repent , amend and find Faith , true repentance , loue , and zealous mind . O if Christs litle ones were knowne to bee By worldlings , as the aple of his eye . Durst they injure , molest , wrong , or offend The least of those that on the Lord depend . All is not gold that glisters , nor all good Which masked is with goods Similitude . Behold the end , so may you learne to know How good it is to walke in God his law . Could any King ( since yet the world began ) Haue sayd as blessed IAMES , who in Britaine Rang In true Religion , fiftie yeeres and eight A crowned King , a Magazine well fraught : Sent from the Heauen to propagate true peace , All where through his Dominions , but release . The holie Spirit his Comforter did stand , Guarding his Soule , with his almightie hand , And now when Sinne and Satan made assault : The shield of Faith in Christ , fred his default . And quench'd those fierie darts with sacred blood , Which Christ for Iames had shed vpon the Rood . His counting booke of Conscience did occurre , For to controule his Faith , and barre the doore ( Or gates of Heauen ) for his sinfull transgression , But hee , by true repentance , and confession , ( Through faith in Christ ) to God : by 's mercies looke Had all his sinnes scrapt out of Conscience booke . Vpon his head , the helmet of Salvation , Vpon his breast ( to save him from damnation ) The breastplate of true righteousnesse , through faith In Christ his Saviour , who him sav'de from wrath , And did the joyes of Heaven for him procure , Giving him Faiths true shield : to make him sure , His loynes hee girt with Trueth : his feete hee shod With Peace-preparing Gospell of our God , Watching and praying , in his Spirit , assuring His Soule by perseverance , and enduring Till his last breath : Who thus and thus could say , Death can dissolve this Mansion house of clay , But gainst my Faith , my love , my hope , my zeale , To kill my Soule : there can no death prevaile . I know my sinnes are great , and that they might Iustlie bring on an everlasting Night Vpon my Soule : but my Redeemer liveth : My God , my Lord , who all my sinnes forgiveth , And mee releives from all such hellish paine , As would my Soule and bodie aye haue slaine . Christ was my comfort , now is , and shall bee My All in All , in his Aeternitie : My faith is firme , and in Religion right , My hope in him , through his owne mercies might . Who hath directed , and protected mee , In the right way of true fidelitie . So calling for the blessed Bread and Wine , ( Externall signes of mysteries divine , The Sacramentall seales of his Salvation , And tokens given of true justification : Making true mention of our Saviours death , And how hee hath his Saints redeemde from wrath ) Hee them receives , vpon the selfe-same day , Wherein hee first did Englands Scepter sway , The third day after that hee had received The Sacrament , which hee sincerely craved , The twentie sixt of March , beeing Saturday , Yet the Iewes Sabbath , who did Christ betray : A day for rest ordaind at the Creation , That therein God should haue by everie Nation Adored beene , according to the rites Contained in the ancient holie writes : And kept till Christ did from the dead arise , To gaine to all his Saints heavens glorious Prise : Which day the Iewes ( while as from Christ they swerve ) Doe keepe as holy , for they so deserve , For crucifying of the Lord of glorie , Renouncing Iesus Christ , and 's sacred storie . Of saving grace ) who doth Salvation giue To all baptised who in him belieue . The noon-tide of this Iewish Sabbath past , About two houres , King Iames lost speech at last . After that hee his Princely sonne resolued And often kiss'd , longing to be dissolved . And though approching Death did him assaile . So that his speech had now begun to faile . Yet whilst they read , or pray ( as Christ commands ) He lifting up his eyes , his armes , his hands , Gaue cleare consent : and what hee could not speake , His sighing Soule did from Christ Iesus seeke . The twenty sixt of March ( Saturday ) gone , The Iewish Sabbath chang'd for this reason , Our Saviour rose , having made satisfaction To God his justice for all sinfull action Of all his Elect , in thought , word , and deed : And for all sinne originall did proceed From our preceeding parents whosoever , From Adam , Eue , and from them all together , Triumphing over Satan , Sinne , Death , Hell . That hee and his in heaven might ever dwell . On the first day , as then was , of the weeke , Before that Mary Magdalen did seeke The Tombe of Christ , wherein hee was interred , Calling him for the Gardner , ( having erred ) Which day all Christians doe our Lords day call , Religiously observing it , withall Sinceritie , mov'd by the good example Of the Apostles , preaching in the temple : And by the warrant of Gods word , in writ , Saint Iohn being ravish'd in his spirit on it . Heard a great voyce , as of a trumpet sound , Which Alpha and Omega did resound : Commanding him to write within a booke What he did see , ( that they thereon might looke ) And send it to the Churches seven , which were In Asia : Ephesse , Smyrne , Pergame , Thyatire : Rev. 1.10.11 . To Sardis , Philadelphia , Laodicea , Where now the Turke reignes , cruelties Idea . Even on that day Christ Iesus did arise From death , to gaine heavens glory for a prise , To him , and all his Elect , through his merit , On that Lords day , King IAMES did heaven inherit . The Holy One in persons three distinguish'd , One God , and indivisible extinguish'd His mortall life , and life immortall gaue him , And did in new Ierusalem receiue him . The three times nint , or nine times third of March , The twenty seventh , King Iames his soule did marche Amongst those Angels , and those Saints of God , Which haue with our Redeemer their abode . The thousand yeare , six hundred twenty fiue , Since our sole Saviour tooke on mortall life , Immortall life prevailing over breath , Made him triumph over sinne , shame , hell and death . O is hee gone ? and shall we not bedew His Tombe with teares , did peace and loue renew , So oft ? Shall he for such rare vertues sake As rang in him ( which many Christians lacke ) Forgotten be ? No , till this world shall end , Our pennes and poems shall King Iames commend . And were it not that heavens did so decree , Our prayers yet had stayd Deaths destinie . But that his maker would such Soule embrace , As lov'd and long'd to see his Sauiours face . To render thankes , and euerlasting praise , Alwayes to him who did through Christ him raise , Vnto such Glory as he shall adore , And never cease to praise the Lord therefore . We waile not KING IAMES Nor need we him lament , Whose Soule in Heauen , before his oyle was spent , Whose Lampe , gaue Light , and Lanterne like did lead , By his example , rightly to proceed : Both Kings , and Kaesars , Monarches of the Earth , Princes , and Peares , as well in life as death . We waile not KING IAMES who for the heauenly Ioyes , Hath left to dally with all earthly Toyes . We wail not KING IAMES whose Ioye surmounteth more Now in one houre , then all his dayes before . We wail not KING IAMES Great Britains Iewell faire , Thrise Crowned King , 'mongst Kings a Phoenix rare . We wail not KING IAMES who rendered to his race , Three Kingdomes Crownes , t' enjoy in heauen his place . We wail not KING IAMES whose potent pen refuted The Foes of Christ , and hath them much rebuted . We wail not KING IAMES who writ those thornie cares , Which Crownes and Scepters , in their compasse beares . We wail not KING IAMES who Mysteries vnfolded , Which Iohn in Pathmos I le , in trance beholded . We wail not KING IAMES whose Daemoniacke storie , Discovered many vices , and vaine Glorie . We wail not KING IAMES nor need we to deplore one , Who did afford such a Basilike Doron . Wee waile not KING IAMES , who learn'dly did rehearse , King Davids Psalmes in his owne royall verse We wail not KING IAMES , whose Name , whose Fame , whose worth , Is more and more by learned men set foorth , Ev'n Vorstius , and the Cardinalls record , King IAMES a Learned , and Religious Lord . Wee waile our want of such a worthie King , Yet more wee joye , since hee in Heaven doth reigne . Whose Corps though now interred in the dust , Shall rise with Iacobs , and with Iobs the just . Nor neede wee curse such mountaines as Gilboah , Nor waile such waters , as our Father Noah . Nor neede wee waile private or publicke crime Wrought in our native Soyle at any time . Nor valleyes vaunting monstruous-marching might , Of forraine foes , or homebred houshold spight : Nor thundring Cannons , nor the Trumpets sound , Nor Turkish spyte , which else where doth abound . Nor Papists plots , with Powder-plotted treason , Prepared 'gainst him , and his , against all reason . Nor Spanish-Papist policies disguised , Deliberat , and long before advised , Which masked with the shew of friendly love , Like craftie Serpent , cunninglie to move : And so to lurke amidst brave Britaines bowres , Crossing our Gardens , tripping in our Towres : Into our pleasant Palaces approching , And on our lives , Lands , Liberties enchroching , Accusing and accrochjng , and seducing , Our Nobles , and our commountie abusing With Gundomerian-Gunnes to make vs g●ne , And lose our lives , before wee see our want , Our God , and Saviour , did such things prevent , And to such Parent of our peace hath sent , In peace a Messenger to take Iames breath , His Generall-muster-master mortall Death : Bounding Deaths limits , that hee no more could , But bring to dust ( of dust ) his earthly mould . Maugre the Hells : no second Death , nor terrour Durst sease on him , nor no affrighting horrour , Durst so attempt his breast , as for to Iudge In his heroicke Heart one faithlesse grudge . Firme was his Faith , and franck his forttiude , Through and in Christ , who for him shed his blood . For Adams and for Eva's curious lust , By Gods decree ; dust must returne to dust , First Adam through his fall damnation brought , Christ second Adam our Salvation wrought , Spoyler of Death , more than Methusalem , No Babell Builder , but Ierusalem , Ierusalem the New , prepar'd of God , Where Saints amongst his Angells haue abode , Through Iesus Christ : By whom Iames justified , Heere a crown'd King : hence a King glorified . Whilst heere hee range , hee justice did affect , Truth , Love , and Peace : hee much more did respect Religion , right and reason , Chastitie : Than any King on Earth , with clemencie : Nor Glorie vaine , nor greed , nor golde , nor gaine Gould make him from the hope of heaven refraine : Nor trust in treasure , which Earth could afford : For why his trust was in the living Lord . King Iames , thy blames are buried and forgot : Thy Faith , Fame , Name , claime Crowne without a spot . Now blessed Iacob , rest in Heaven , and sing , The everlasting praise of Christ thy King : The King of Kings , thy God , the Lord of Hostes , Was , is , and shall bee : to whom the Worlds coastes Subjected are ? Didst thou the Scriptures quote To praise thy God ? didst thou thy pen devote : Loe many pens of vertuous men expresse Thy worthie parts ; thy praise for to incresse ? Wast thou of modest mind , of bodie chaste , Religious , learn'd : thou joy'st the interest . Thy Clemencie , thy bountie and thy Love : And such true vertues , sent thee from above : Returne to thee much more aboundantly Good Name , good Fame , since vertue can not dye . Thy pleasant Poems , learned , and profound , Shall till the World have end , thy worth resounds And counter-check such ignorant prophaine , As Cuckooe-glorious mocke the inspyred vaine Of Christian Poets : who in sacred verse , The praise of Christ , and of his Church rehearse . Those learned workes , which from thee did proceede , Such ignorants vaineglorie shall deride : As jeast at learning , and esteeme it folly To bee train'd vp in Christian Schooles most holy : And shall move others also to deplore This vitious Age : And praise God evermore : Who as hee gave the Kingdomes , Scepters , Crownes , So gave hee wisdome , which thee now renownes . Those earthly things too litle for thy minde : Hee gave , then tooke , when hee had thee refinde , And in exchange a Crowne of glorie gave thee , And did in Heaven for evermore receive thee , That thou to him mightst sing that sacred Song , Which doth Gods Angells , and Christs Saints belong Right faithfull Stewart , Kings may learne by thee , To serve their God , while as they Stewarts bee Heere of alitle : with the Virgins wise , Attending on their Master , and their prise : With burning Lamps , till that they heare the call Of their Bride-groome , and with him enter all In Heaven , that they may Crownes receive , makes sure In joye and glorie , ever to endure . O Potent Patron , of all vertues true , Who didst for thine , Sinne , Hell and Death subdue , Lord Iesus Christ , God-Man : my Saviour sweet , Inspire mee with the wisedome of thy Spirit : That I with Faith and zeale , may thinke , speake , write , With wisedome worke , and with discretion dite Thy praise and glorie , for thy gifts so good , Which thou to thine hast giv'n , through thine owne Blood . And for ? ( since it hath pleased thee to call , King Iames to Heaven ) thou Charles makest to all True Christian subjects , a true Patron bee , A Father , and a friend to pietie , To vertues valour , and to right and reason , A friend to peace of conscience : foe to treason Committed against Christ , and 's sacred Saints , By men , which of their sinnes and vices vaunts . O wee vnwoorthie justly did deserve , That thou hadst sent a King , to make vs swerve From true Religion ! but thou didst prevent , Our miscrie with mercie , and hast sent A Royall , Loyall , Learn'd , Religious Prince , Magnanimous , and mightie for defence Of all true Christians : Whom good God decore With wisedome , that in zeale he thee adore , In Loue , Faith , Feare , Obedience to thy will , Aye more and more , till he thy will fulfill . Wee did deserve , and did by sinne procure , That thou shouldst not haue suffred to endure : That Royall race of faithfull Stewarts line , For that wee did so oft 'gainst thee repine . If for our sinnes thou hadst cut with the stocke , The seede and siplings and madest vs a mocke To all the World ; Yet wee much more deserved , Who by our sinfull lusts , so oft haue swerved , From the obedience of thy Law , and will , Our fleshly sinfull pleasures to fulfill . And but thy mercie is so eminent , All perills of thy people to prevent , Wee had beene made a prey to everie Nation , For our contempt , and for our provocation . For our contempt of thy most sacred Word , Provoking thee to wrath , long-suffering Lord . Infinite thou ; not willing to contend 'Gainst flesh infirme : didst grace and mercie send Through Iesus Christ , in whom wee are well eased , Through whom , with vs thou canst not bee displeased . Aeternall trueth , who gavest to Iames to bee , Royall on Earth , Religious towards thee , Extend thy blessings vnto his succession , Doe not repell our earnest intercession O Lord our God : That so wee may sing praise , Aye more and more to thee , who did him raise . Now neede we pray no more for Iames , since gone : Exempt from prayer ; and exempt from mone . Direct our hearts therefore to praise thee for him , And pray that in King Charles thou doe restore him . Restore him in such vertues , and such grace , Elisha-like in good Eliah's place , With double portion of thy holy Spirit , Confirming Faith , conferring grace to vnite His whole affection , both of soule and heart Rightly to thee , so that they never part . Make the good motions of thy Spirite him guide , Supreame Essence ; who can not bee divide . Thy wings bee his protection , grace , and power , In the assalt of all temptations houre . And if his sinnes ( which God forbid ) become Notorious blacke , or thicke , or darke , or dimme , Or like such clowdes , as doth the Sunne obscure , Dissolve them Lord , and let not them endure . King of all Kings ; so make thy mercies shine , In , through , and by Christ , that he knowe hee is thine : So that hee doe repent , returne , amend , In wisedome , love , faith , zeale till life shall end . New gifts , new graces daylie to him grant , In such aboundance , so that hee nought want . Incresse in him what 's good ; and take away All sinne which may his soule seduce , or slay . Most mighty Lord from throne of mercies grace , Exempt him not ; so that thou hyde thy Face . Stand by him Lord , and save him from such errour Of mind , as may procure his conscience terrour . From damn'd defection , and from all disgrace , Good Lord deliver Charles , in each case . Remember not his sinnes : but pardon give , Exalt him by thy grace , and him relieve From danger of all foes 'gainst him repine , Who would him trap in traines which they propine . Bee his defence against all stormes , and charmes : Remember Lord to keepe him in thine armes , From all assalts bee thou his strong refuge , Save him from all temptations , and from grudge . Grant Lord he cause amend what is amisse In all his Kingdomes ; so that thou doe blesse Both him , and them ; and all to him belong . Maintaine vs : and avenge vs of foes wrong , Except they doe repent , amend , returne ; And so leave off to make thy Saints to mourne . The royall reigne of Charles wee recommend To thee O Lord of Hostes : O Lord defend , In right Religion ; his royall Realmes all , His subject Princes , Nobles great and small . His forraine Friends , and favorits reward , And vnto all pertaine him , bee a guard . His generous Gentles , blesse thou whosoever , His loyall subjects , that they not swerve , nor sever . Prevent him , and all his from Heaven above , With saving grace , with mercie peace and love . In all temptations houre must come to try ( Thy Saints on Earth , who doe on thee rely . ) O let not foes prevaile gainst thee , nor Atheists , Nor none of their owne merite-vaunting Papists , Robbing the Lord of Love , and life his glorie : With Soule-ficke-fairded fictions making sorie , Praying , and causing others for to pray , In tongues vnknowne not knowing what they say : Suffer not foes , sinne , Satan , so t'assalt , That thine from thee or slide , or fall , or halt : From feare or force of forraine foes or plots , Preserve King Charles and his from all their shots . And from their craftie carriage , which is knowne , Now to bee like to bladders , which are blowne . Conspyring 'gainst our King , and Countries good , Exulting when by errours they illude . Abusing sacred Name , calde Iesuites , Who rather ought to bee calde Gibeonites . Deluding men with worse than rotten bread , In stead of such as Soules , and bodies feed . Respecting the proud Pope , and his curst traine , More than Christs glorie : which they doe restraine , Whilst craftelie they derogate from Christ , And arrogate vnto their perverse Priest . Distich . King Charles takes vp , what did King Iames lay downe , Three Swords , three Scepters , and a triple Crowne . On King Iames the defunct dead to sinne and living for ever to righteousnesse . On the liuing King Charles , dying to sinne , living and to live for ever to righteousnesse . On the perverse Pope living to sinne , dying and to dye for ever to righteousnesse , except he repent and convert to the Trueth . Francis Hamiltoun his first Essay . Feb. 7. 1626.

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A Poeticall Ecphrase and Paraphrase on the 13 verse of the 14 chapter of S. Iohns Revelation SAying to me from Heaven a voice hear I , Write , Blest are they , which in the Lord doe die From hence foorth : yea , the Sprit sayes , for they rest Them from their labours , and their workes ( whilst blest ) Doe follow them : * — ( even their reward is such According to their workes , litle or much . ) Not for their workes , for they doe much debord From the commands , and will of Christ our Lord : Although good workes from his good Sprit proceed , And as from him are perfect workes indeed : Yet in all mortall men by sinfull nature , Are more or lesse infect'd with sinnes foule feature : And as in sinfull man they cannot merite , That man the ioyes of Heaven for aye inherite . Through faith in Christ , our Saviour God and Man Heavens ioyes we gaine , which Christ vnto vs wan . Yet must we have good workes , as fruit which show , The goodnesse of the tree whereon they grow , Least wee bee lyke to fruitlesse trees ; which cut Are cast in fyre : For to each tree its roote The axe is layd , and if they bring not foorth Good fruit , they are cut downe as nothing woorth . But to be cast in hell amongst the Divels , The Authors ; and suggesters of our evils . The triumph of every true Christian defunct . O death where is thy sting , O grave where is thy victorie , now shaw : O all your strength through sinne was in Gods Law , Which Christ fulfil'd : ( My King . ) Through faith which Christ inspired by his Sprit , I now with him doe rest , And shall aye praise my God and Saviour sweet , No more with sinne opprest . Song to the comfort of every true Christian . BLyth may he be , though his death doe arrest him , Hath his sinnes dash'd out of the bookes of accounting . Blyth may he be , though his friends haue opprest him , Finds by true faith , true spirituall ioyes surmounting . Earthly things , though prompt in pomp , like to flowres are fading , When the Arch-Angell soundeth his Trumpe , no time for dissuading . Death when past , brings at last , either ioy or sorrow , Then respect , doth neglect , one moment to morrow . Time then is gone , and no more can returne , Time can no more as then deiect nor advaunce thee . Heaven or in Hell , man must dwell , ioy or mourne , Even as a tree cut downe to dye , shall thy death inhaunce thee . Chaunce and Fortune haue no place : God for all provideth , Sinfull life , or mercies grace , makes what man betideth . Life or death , after breath , from which is no returning , God doth guide , and provide , mirth for those are mourning . If thou to day , heare his voyce who doth says , Better now thou weepe for sinne , nor to laugh for pleasure : Banish therefore away , all shifts of delay , Turne , repent thee with teares , to be kept in his treasure : Mind'st thou to haue , knock , seeke , and craue , for the time is sliding , Knock , he wil open : seek , thou shalt find ; aske whiles thy Lord is biding He will grant , thou nought want , who so deare hath bought thee , He will redresse , thy distresse , who so much hath sought thee . Goe then and count , though thy sinnes doe amount The sand of the sea , like red crimfie , thou repenting , Thy faith shall surmount , or them thou recount , If thy abode bee with God , who likes not thy tormenting : Whiter then the whitest snow he shall make thy being , Who obedience to his law craues , but not thy dying . As he liveth , so he sweareth , he hath no delight in Sinners death , if from wrath , they returne or smiten . Loe as a Hen calls her Birds to defend , He calling cries , more then twice or thrice , for repentance , Harden not thy heart , least he depart in end , And sometime thou heare , in thine eare , this fearefull sentence . Goe yee cursed into hell , where damned Divels are dying , And from heaven he you repell ( for your sinnes and lying ) Kisse his sonne , our Saviour sweet : Brace him by returning , Rest at your redeemers feet , till he end your mourning . What though a day , or a month , or a yeare , Crosse thy desires with imagin'd discontentings , Can not the change of an houre from all feare , Crowne thy delights with ten thousand true contentings . Worldly honour , beautie , wealth , like vnto flowres are fading , Painted pleasures posting pelfe : from true ioyes disswading . But when grace , guides there place , then in seemly sorting : Loue , faith , truth , zeale and ruth , makes them all comforting . What if at morne , at noone-tide , or evening , Thy God shall recall thee : art thou not content than , Time to regard when he is befreanding , Think not that hee 'l saue thee , without thy consent man . Turne he from thee , looke for wrath : for he is all-seeing , No repentance after death : but aye life or dying . Heav'n or in Hell , man must dwell : thence is no returning , Glore or griefe , without reliefe , alwayes ioy or mourning . Make thy abode in this world with thy God , By faith , feare , loue , zeale , prayer , praise , and repenting Thy sinnes , which blinds thy soule with such loade , As seeme gainst heav'n , with the Divels , or their evils , indenting . Wouldst thou ring with thy King , in heav'n at his appearance , Heere thou must fight , as a Christian knight , by faith & perseverance . Triumphs ioyes , fred from noyes , there we will finde aye byding , Crownes of glore , evermore , which are never slyding . Then new heaven , and new earth , when gone's all breath Create shall be by infinitie , both former not remembred , In the towne , of renowne , where is no death , Saints shall dwell , fred from hell , and be no more dismembred . Saint Iohn saw that towne , out of heaven coming downe , new Ierusalem , From God prepared ( in this compared , to Methusalem , The spoyler of death , where is no wrath ) as a bride for her husband , Full of glory and ioy , Loue freeing from noy , many thousand . There Saints shall remaine where is nothing filthy , The Citie pure gold , like glasse ( free from mould ) transparant , The foundation of the walles of the Citie , Were garnish'd with all sorts of precious stones ( apparant ) 1 Iasper , 2 Saphyr , 3 Chalcedone , 4 Emeraude , 5 Sardonixe , 6 Sardius one , 7 Chrysolite , 8 Beril , 9 Topas one : 10 Chrysophras , 11 Iacinth , 12 Amethist stone . Twelue gates , twelue pearles , each gate of one pearle was ( apparant ) And the streets of the Citie pure gold , as glasse , transparant . God and the Lambe are the Temple therein , There no need of the Sunne , nor shining moone , where Tri-unitie , For the glorie of God did it lighten , And the Lambe is the light thereof ( most bright Infinitie , ) And the people sav'd , shall there be receav'd , & shall walk in its light , & the kings of the earth , shal bring ( after death ) to it their glory & might & the gates of it shal by day not be shut , for there shal be no night there , And the honor & glore of the gentils evermore , vnto it shal be brought there . There shall enter in it nothing vncleane , Nor that doth work lies ( falshood to lurke ) or abhomination , But onely those who are written ( and seene ) In the Lambs book of life ( where is no strife ) there rests al contentation : In him who belieue , was dead and doth liue for aye , & in his purchesse , Who hath an eare let him heare what the spirit sayth vnto the Churchs , To him that overcommeth : To him will I giue for ever to liue , and with me to haue abode , And to eate of the tree , of life we shal see , in the midst of the paradice of God . Exhortation to all true Christians for the praising of our Saviour . KIng CHARLES our King come now and sing , Exult for ioy before thy King , The King of Kings , thy God and Lord , And let thy soule and heart accord To magnifie and to extoll Thy King , who doth his foes controll . Mine heart reioyceth whiles I heare , How Christian like thou doest thee beare : Obedience offering to Christs will , By life and conversation still : The sacrifice of Thankesgiving , With prayers offring to thy King , Through Iesus Christ thy Saviour sweete , Who thee protecteth with his Sprite . When God King David had advaunced , Before Gods Arke good David daunced With all his might , for he reiosed In God , in whom he still reposed . Great Britaine with the Ocean sea Inviron'd , come now , and with me , Sing praise and glore to Christ our Lord , Who grace , peace , mercie doth affoord . Come learned , and come Laickes all ; Come Nobles , Gentles , great and small , Come rich , come poore , come every creature , Conformed in true Christian feature . Now let vs sing in songs the praise , Of God , who Charles our King doth raise , And doth devouring pests repell , Captiving Satan , Sinne , Death , Hell , The World , ( and whatsoe're gaine-stood His glorie ) through his precious blood Who by the power of his Sprite , Doth his owne Saints to him vnite . Come Scotland , and exult for ioy , Praise Christ who doth prevent thy noy : And Charles thy Soveraigne Lord hath sent , Apparent perils to prevent . Come Edinburgh renown'd for worth : The towne wherein I had my birth : Thou Citie situate on a mountaine , ( Wherein doth flow the liuely fountaine Of Christs Evangell ) for whom Christ , Is Sacrifice , and King , and Priest . Come , come , all Christians true , resound The praise , and glorie so profound , Of God our Lord , of Christ our King , Who moff triumphantly doth raigne . Let men and Angels all agree To praise his glorious Maiestie : Extoll the name of Christ our Lord , And from his will doe not debord . O Christians true , O Saints of God , Whiles heere on earth you haue abode , Suffer for Christ , and for his sake , If need require , all things forsake Which doth to mortall life pertaine , For he doth all in all containe . Who every moment doth thee view , For loue of Christ , O Christian true If need require , if iust occasion , Affoord thy liues sincere oblation . O Christian rather then thou slide From Iesus Christ ( who from his side His royall precious blood made fall To saue the faithfull great or small , Who doe beleeue in him through grace , Sent by his Sprit , for to deface Satan , sinne , shame , the world , death , hell , That such with him may alwayes dwell . ) Forsake thy father and thy mother , Forsake thy sister and thy brother Forsake thy children , health , wealth , wife , Thy credite , and thy mortall life , Or whatsoever's to thee deere , Loe he shall recompence thee heere , And hence give million millions more , Which he in heav'n hath layd in store For thee ( true Christian ) and for thine An Oceant of true ioyes ; propine Surpassing thought of mortall man . For let man thinke all that he can , And speeke and write , it to define , Man in this life can not attaine Vnto the thousand millions part Which he shall haue in soule and heart When the Arch-Angell shall with sound Of Trumpet , raise the dead from ground , And Christ with his eternall sentence Shall doome pronounce , when as repentance Shall after that no time receaue , Though damn'd could giue what Christ did craue , Then after that there 's be no time , For time shall then run out of time , As doth that Angell testifie Rev. 10.5.6 . To Iohn , whom Iohn in traunce did see , Which sware by him ( who life vs giveth ) For ever and for ever liveth : Who Heav'n , earth , sea , and all therein Created . ( Who subdued sinne , Through Iesus Christ , and his great store Of grace ) That time shall be no more . Come all true Christians now whiles time , Doth pardon to your sinnes proclaime . Returne againe to Christ our Lord , And from his will no more debord . Come , come , and ioyfully resound The praise of Christ , who doth abound In loue , in mercie , peace and grace , And shall make vs to see his face In ioy and glory , who contend 'Gainst sinne and Satan , till hee end This mortall life , and to vs giue For evermore with him to liue . Michael the Dragon cast from Heav'n , And Babels whoore shall als bee driven , And dashed strongly downe to dust , The Antichrist whom God hath curst : O she is fallen in Gods sight , And daily falling through his might . The glorie of her pompe and pride , Must yeeld to Christ , and to his Bride . Gods Israel . O Christians true , Come shoute for ioy , and still renue A battery to proud Babels wall , Till that presumptuous Harlot fall . Would God mine eyes might see her dash'd And dung to dust , who long hath fash'd The Bride of Christ . O Lord of might , Grant we may shortly see that sight . O mightie Lord , delay not long , Behold thy little ones in throng , And front of battell , fighting still , Attending thy command and will . How long , how long , remember Lord , Thy Saints ( with whom we doe accord ) Vnder thy throne , who call and cry , How long , how long , doest thou delay For to avenge vs of our wrongs ? But thou Lord know'st what best belongs Vnto thy glorie ; which fulfill , According to thine holy will .

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