The barren tree a sermon preached at Pauls cross October 26. 1623 /The barren tree a sermon preached at Pauls crosse October 26. 1623 /

Well, if the Lord complain of Sin, let not us make our selves merry with it. Like Sampson, it may make us sport for a while, but will at last pull down the house upon our heads. ¹The voice of the Turtle is (not) heard in our Land. Vox Turturis, vox gementis. True penitents be more rare then Turtles. The voice of the Sparrow we hear, chirping lust: of the Night-bird, buzzing ignorance: the voice of the Screech-owl, croaking blasphemy: of the Popinjay, gaudy pride: the voice of the Kite and Cormorant, covetousness and oppression: these, and other Birds of that wing be common. But, Non audita est vox Turturis: who mourns for the sin of the time, and longs to be freed from the time of sin? It was an unhappy spectacle in Israel, to see at once, Lachrymantem Dominum, and ridentem populum: a weeping Saviour, and deriding sinners. We complain of our crosses and losses, we complain of our maladies, of our injuries, enemies, miseries: the Lord open our eyes, and soften our hearts, to see and feel ⟨p. 14⟩the cause of all, and to complain of our sins.

Well, if the Lord complaine of Sinne, let not vs make our selues merry with it. Like Sampson, it may make vs sport for a while, but will at last pull downe the house vpon our heads. ¹The voyce of the Turtle is (not) heard in our Land. Vox Turturis, vox gementis. True penitents bee more rare then Turtles. The voyce of the Sparrow wee heare, chirping lust: of the Night-bird, buzzing ignorance: the voyce of the Scriech-owle, croaking blasphemy: of the Popiniay, gawdy pride: the voyce of the Kite and Cormorant, couetousnesse and oppression: these, and other Birdes of that wing bee common. But, Non audita est vox Turturis: who mournes for the sinne of the time, and longs to bee freed from the time of sinne? It was an vnhappy spectacle in Israel, to see at once, Lachrymantem Dominum, and ridentem populum: a weeping Sauiour, and deriding sinners. We complaine of our crosses and losses, wee complaine of our maladies, of our iniuries, enemies, miseries: the Lord open our eyes, and soften our hearts, to see and feele ⟨p. 14⟩the cause of all, and to complaine of our sinnes.