A47607:11
Zion in distressSion in distress
Zion in distress, or, The groans of the Protestant Church [sic]Sion in distress, or, The groans of the Protestant Chruch [sic]
London: printed by George Larkin for Enoch Prosser, 1681
Title page typeset from the transcription.
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
We have now a plain Prospect (by the Gracious Discoveries of Providence) of those Horrid and Execrable Plots, which the restless Adversary has contrived against ⟨image 3⟩the Peace and very Being of ZION, and which were much in the dark when my Muse first bewailed its Condition, and suspected that this Epidemical Mischief (now Revealed) was then a hatching.
We have now a plain Prospect (by the Gracious Discoveries of Providence) of those Horrid and Execrable Plots, which the restless Adversary has contriv'd against ⟨image 3⟩the Peace and very Being of SION, and which were much in the dark when my Muse first bewail'd its Condition, and suspected that this Epidemical Mischief (now Reveal'd) was then a hatching.
In a Subject of Grief, a quaint and ornamental Method is not to be expected: for an abrupt and sobbing Delivery is more natural in the Delineations of Sorrow, then a studied well-poised and artificial Harangue. The Subject is Divine, and too lofty for so weak a Muse; which I hope will oblige the Generous Reader to a candid and mild Construction. I have writ according to the measure of Light received, and have contributed my Mite (in a well-meaning Spirit) to reduce us to our Selves.
In a Subject of Grief, a quaint and ornamental Method is not to be expected: for an abrupt and sobbing Delivery is more natural in the Delineations of Sorrow, then a studied well-poiz'd and artificial Harrangue. The Subject is Divine, and too lofty for so weak a Muse; which I hope will oblige the Generous Reader to a candid and mild Construction. I have writ according to the measure of Light received, and have contributed my Mite (in a well-meaning Spirit) to reduce us to our Selves.