God's terrible voice in the city

No, I would rather endeavour to turn peoples eyes from men to God; for whoever were the instruments, God was the Author of this evil, which hath come upon us; there being no evil in the City (that is, evil of punishment) which the Lord, as a righteous, and the supreme Judge, doth not inflict. And surely more of the extraordinary hand of God, than of any men, did appear in the burning of the City of London. God could have prevented men, by discovering their plots (as he did that of the Gun powder-treason) before they had taken effect. God could have directed and given a blessing unto means for ⟨p. 57⟩the quenching of it when it was first kindled. God, who hath the winds in his Fist, could have gathered in the Wind, and laid it asleep, or so turned it the other way, that it should have been a defence to the City▪ or God who hath the Clouds at his command, and the Bottles of Heaven in his hand, could have gathered his thick Clouds together, and squeezed them; opened his Bottles, and poured down Rain in abundance upon the City, so that if the wind had blown as it did, it should have blown water upon the fire, which would quickly have put it out. But the Heavens at that time were Brass, no showering Clouds to be seen: the Fire begins, is quickly taken notice of, though in the midst of the night; Fire, Fire, Fire doth resound the streets; many Citizens start out of their sleep; look out of their windows; some dress themselves, and run to the place. The Lord Major of the City comes with his Officers; a confusion there is: counsel is taken away: and London, so famous for wisdom and dexterity, can now find neither brains, nor hands to prevent its ruin. The hand of God was in it▪ The Decree was come forth: London must now fall: and who could prevent it? No wonder, when so many Pillars are removed, if the Building tumbles; the prayers, tears, and faith which sometimes London hath had, might have quenched the violence of the fire; might have opened Heaven for rain, and driven back the wind: but now the fire gets mastery, & burns dreadfully; and God with his great Bellows blows upon it, which makes it spread quickly, & go on with such force and rage, overturning ⟨p. 58⟩all so furiously, that the whole City is brought into jeopardy of desolation. That night most of the Londoners had taken their last sleep in their houses;