Commentary upon the Prophecy of Isaiah

Thrice happy (England) if thou knew'st thy bliss, Since Christs eternal Gospel in thee shined Thou art, He is beetle-blind that sees not this, Brutishly ingrate that with a thankful mind Doth not acknowledge Gods great Grace herein, And learn thereby for to forsake his sin.

THrice happie (England) if thou knew'st thy blisse, Since Christs eternall Gospell in thee shin'd Thou art, H'is beetle-blind that sees not this, Brutishly ingrate that with a thankfull mind Doth not acknowledge Gods great Grace herein, And learne thereby for to forsake his sinne.

Gods word hath long in thee been soundly taught, The sound thereof hath rung throughout the Land, And many a Soul by Fishers net been caught, Which erst lay thrall in Satan's cruel band: This favour great by none can be expressed, But such as have it felt in their own breast.

Gods word hath long in thee been soundly taught, The sound thereof hath rung throughout the Land, And many a Soule by Fishers net been caught, Which erst lay thrall in Satans cruell band: This fauour great by none can be exprest, But such as haue it felt in their owne brest.

Thy native sons in thine own bowels bred, Like faithful Shepherds have done worthily, And thee with store of heavenly Manna fed, Forcing the Wolves to leave their cruelty, To slink aside, and hide themselves in holes, In caves and dens, like purr-blind Backs and Moles.

Thy natiue sonnes in thine owne bowels bred, Like faithfull Shepheards haue done worthilie, And thee with store of heauenlie Manna fed, Forcing the Wolues to leaue their crueltie, To slinke aside, and hide themselues in holes, In caues and dens, like pur-blind Backs and Moles.