The sacrifice of thankfulness A sermon preached at Pauls Cross, the third of December,…The sacrifice of thankefulnesse A sermon preached at Pauls Crosse, the third of December,…

Perhaps from his example, those desperate Wretches of England drew their instruction. They had sold their Birthright, and the Blessing which Jesus Christ, like old Isaac dying, bequeathed in his Will to all believers, and all the interest in the truth of the Gospel, to the Pope for a few Pottage, red Pottage, dyed in their own blood for seeking to colour it with the blood of Gods Anointed, and of his Saints. And now in a malicious rancour, seeing the Children of Truth to enjoy as much outward peace, as they were conscious of an inward vexation: they expected but Diem Luctus, the days of Mourning, when God should translate our late Queen of eternally-blessed memory, from a Kingdom on Earth, to a better in Heaven: and then hoped, like Bustards in a Fallow field, to raise up their heavy Fortunes, •'• turbinis, by a Whirlwind of Commotion. But our Pacator Orbis, (which was the real attribute of Constantine) beguiled their envious Hopes. And as Pat•rculus said of the Roman Empire after Augustus death, when there was such hope of Enemies, fear of Friends, expectation of trouble in all; Tanta suit unius viri Maiestas, ut nec bonis, neque contra malos opus foret armis: Such was the majesty of one man, that his very presence took away all use of Arms. Our royal Jacob precluded all Stratagems, prevented all the Plots of these malicious Esavites, and settled us both in the fruition of the Gospel, and peace with it. But in mean time, God did punish their perfidious machinations; as he will do Perjury and Treason, wheresoever he find them. For he will nail upon the Head of the Perjurer, his Oath traitorously broken.

Perhappes from his example, those desperate Wretches of England drew their instuction. They had sold their Birthright, and the Blessing which Iesus Christ, like old Isac dying, bequeathed in his Will to all beleeuers, and all the interest in the truth of the Gospell, to the Pope for a few Pottage, red Pottage, dyed in their owne blood for seeking to colour it with the blood of Gods Annoynted, and of his Saints. And now in a malicious rancour, seeing the Children of Truth to enioy as much outward peace, as they were conscious of an inward vexation: they expected but Diem Luctus, the dayes of Mourning, when God should translate our late Queene of eternally-blessed memorie, from a Kingdome on Earth, to a better in Heauen: and then hoped, like Busterds in a Fallow field, to rayse vp their heauy Fortunes, •' turbinis, by a Whirlewind of Commotion. But our Pacator Orbis, (which was the reall attribute of Constantine) beguiled their enuious Hopes. And as Patrculus said of the Romane Empire after Augustus death, when there was such hope of Enemies, feare of Friends, expectation of trouble in all; Tanta suit vnius viri Maiestas, vt nec bonis, neque contra malos opus foret armis: Such was the maiestie of one man, that his very presence tooke away all vse of Armes. Our royall Iacob precluded all Stratagems, preuented all the Plots of these malicious Esauites, and setled vs both in the fruition of the Gospell, and peace with it. But in meane time, God did punish their persidious machinations; as hee will doe Periurie and Treason, wheresouer hee finde them. For hee will naile vpon the Head of the Periurer, his Oath trayterously broken.