Long lookt for is come at last People were fill'd with discontent, wanting their wisht for Parliament: but call'd by Charles our gracious King, merrily now they laugh and sing. To the tune of, Let bumpers go round, &c. Papists shall here receive their fatal doom, because they've acted for the Pope of Rome.

Long lookt for is come at last . People were fill'd with Discontent , Wanting their wisht for Parliament : But call'd by Charles our Gracious King , Merrily now they Laugh and Sing . To the Tune of , Let Bumpers go round , &c.

Papists shall here receive their fatal Doom , Because they 've acted for the Pope of Rome . a man on a throne

figures standing under an archway guarding a captive while armed men march past

NOw the Parliament Sits , Traytors look to your Hits , there 's no doubt but they 'l call you to Question , Some do boldly declare , that in Earnest you were , and I hope they will not go in Iest on : Th●n come to the Bar , since Invited you are , and freely acknowledge your Plots ; For your great Friend the Pope , is almost out of Hope , and in each of your Scutcheons there 's Damnable Blots : Give Traytors their Due , Give Traytors their Due , or else we shall find Loyal hearts but a few ; For it is a sad thing , To Murther a King , and Destroy , and Destroy Religion too . The Great Gun-powder-Plot , will ne'r be forgot , nor the Cruelties Papists intended , And no Man can tell , what would us have befell , if the Heavens had not us befriended : While for Mercy we pray'd , it was not Delay'd , but we found to our comfort and Ioy , That God would us keep , both Awake and Asleep , and the Pope and his Agents could not us Destroy : Give Traytors their Due , Give Traytors their Due , or else we shall find Loyal hearts but a few , For it is a sad thing , To Murder a King , and destroy , and destroy Religion too . Since the Parliament then , is made up of brave men , and none Sits but are bravely esteemed ; Let us Laugh and Rejoyce , at this Noble brave Choice , and thank God we from Foes are Redeemed : Live long then great Charles , with your Lords and your Earls who our Religion do strive to Defend , When the Pope doth come in , will our Sorrows begin , and there 's no Man can tell when our Torments shall end : Give Traytors their Due , Give Traytors their Due , &c. Then Blow merry Gales , for to fill up the Sails , and Transport all our Foes from the Nation ; For they Comfort will find , that are all of one mind , and Division's the Devils Creation : Sure he 's not very Wise , who doth Shapes Idolize , or suppose that the Pope can Forgive ; For he is but a Man , and pray tell me how than , can he the Sin-loaded poor Sinner Relieve ? Give Traytors their Due , Give Traytors their Due , &c. But since at the worst , we by them are Accurst , and all Hereticks we are supposed ; Were it well understood , they do thirst after Blood , our Creator he certainly knows it : What Devices they had for to make their Hearts glad , they did Surfeit with hopes to Destroy , This Plot we do know , was laid long ago , but the Heavens did Smile , and now fills us with joy : Give Traytors their Due , Give Traytors their Due , &c. Long lookt for at last , to the Plot gives a Blast , and the Parliament now doth befriend us , And doth seperate those , whom we lookt on as Foes , what Misery then can attend us : Let us pray Night and Day , since God found out a way , to Deliver us from Sword and Fire ; And we are not Bereft , but have Witnesses left , to Attest what the Papists did freely ●eare : Give Traytors their due , Give Traytors their due , &c. But this proves a great Cross , and the Papists sad Loss , thus strangely to be Disappointed , When they thought they were sure , to bring us to their Lure , their whole Frame it was strangely Disjoynted : And their Friends ( as they thought ) have our Happiness wrought , then give the Almighty the Praise , Who takes no Delight , in such Deeds of Dark Night , but Discovery's made us by several ways : Give Traytors their due , Give Traytors their due , &c. And now for to Close , let us pray for our Foes , that God wou●d be pleas'd to Indue them With a sight of their Sins , since all Europe begins with a Circumspect Eye for to view them : Oh , let them Repent , for their Wicked Intent was the Innocent Blood for to spiil ; But our Great God above , who 's the Author of ●ove , declares 't is against his most Heavenly Wi●l . Give Traytors their due , Give Traytors their due , &c.