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The godly exhortation of holy Father Bradford which he gave to his wife, children…
The godly exhortation of holy Father Bradford which he gave to his wife, children and friends a little before his death, who dyed a martyr for the Gospel in Q. Mary's days : wherein is plainly shown the excellency of the Protestant religion and the happiness of those that profess and live the same : as also the damnableness of the Romish religion with their bloody and rebellious crimes laid open : with the relation of the murder of that just justice Sir Edmund-bury Godfrey.The godly exhortation of holy Father Bradford which he gave to his wife, children and friends a little before his death, who dyed a martyr for the Gospel in Q. Maries days : wherein is plainly shown the excellency of the Protestant religion and the happiness of those that profess and live the same : as also the damnableness of the Romish religion with their bloody and rebellious crimes laid open : with the relation of the murder of that just justice Sir Edmund-bury Godfrey.
London: printed for T. Passenger, 1683
A Song of these present Times, SHOWINGA Song of these present Times, SHEWING
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And for his welfare pray most zealously, That God would save him from all destiny: And with him those that love & fear his Name. And Church of Protestant preserve the same.
Pray likewise that the Popish party may Be entrapped in the snares the which they lay For those who wish our King & Country well, And whose demeanours us the same do tell.
Pray likewise that the Popish party may Be intrap'd in the snares the which they lay For those who wish our King & Country well, And whose demeaners us the same do tell.
Pray for the downfall of that Man of Sin, And those likewise who have Combiners been, Against the welfare of our English Realm, And of our Sovereign sitting at the Helm.
Pray for the downfall of that Man of Sin, And those likewise who have Combiners been, Against the welfare of our English Realm, And of our Soveraign sitting at the Helm.
Loud as a Trumpet lift up voice and cry To the all-seeing God that dwells on high: For nearer never were to destiny, Then now; record it to Posterity.