Distressed Zion relieved, or, The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness wherein…Distressed Sion relieved, or, The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness wherein…

Scions Children. Ah! How can we with any patience bear This sad Complaint? Ah! How can Children hear Their Mother deluged in a Sea of grief, And not step in to give her some relief? Cheer up, Illustrious Zion, be not cast Into despair by this impending blast; Christ is our Captain, and we may be bold. For in all Storms he is our Anchor hold But what's that Beast where of thou dost complain From whence came he? And of what date's his Reign? Give us his marks, that we thereby may know him, And then abate his pride, and overthrow him With Universal, and United force, Our Armed Legions shall impede his course, I'th' cause of God who does all Sceptres wield We'll fight his battles, and dispute i'th' Field, In Martial Syllogisms our Arms shall speak We'll storm his Walls, and make his Bulwarks quake Revenge and Anger in our bosom burns Patience too much provoke to fury turns.

Sions Children. Ah! How can we with any patience bear This sad Complaint? Ah! How can Children hear Their Mother delug'd in a Sea of grief, And not step in to give her some relief? Chear up, Illustrious Sion, be not cast Into despair by this impending blast; Christ is our Captain, and we may be bold. For in all Storms he is our Anchor hold But what's that Beast where of thou dost complain From whence came he? And of what date's his Reign? Give us his marks, that we thereby may know him, And then abate his pride, and overthrow him With Universal, and United force, Our Armed Legions shall impede his course, I'th' cause of God who does all Scepters weild We'l fight his battels, and dispute i'th' Field, In Martial Syllogisms our Arms shall speak We'l storm his Walls, and make his Butwarks quake Revenge and Anger in our bosom burns Patience too much provoke to fury turns.

Zion. See! That's the Beast upon whose back the great Jaticing Strumpet rides in pomp and State By him she was supported all along By his Impostures she was rendered strong He's not content to be Supreme below, And make all Sceptres to his Crozier bow, But th' Impious wretch is grown so bold that even He dares affront the Majesty of Heaven What God Commands this Antichrist controls Condemns the Saved, and saves Condemned Souls. Himself he places in jehovahs Throne, As Principal, and Second unto none; A brace of Keys he carries in his hand To shut and open at his own Command; He curses and absolves; He binds, releases, Puts down, advances, whom so ever he pleases This is th' Apocalyptic Beast that claims Sublimest Titles, and Blasphemous names, With matchless Pride, and monstrous Impudence, He does for money with Gods Laws dispense; Yea, such is his unheard of avarice, Upon the worst of crimes he set a price.