of his word for the space of more then fiftie yeares;
it is questionlesse he lookes for no little thankes or small praise, but
for great thankes and great praise according to his excellent greatnesse
manifested in this our deliuerance. I come therefore to the second part
of this Psalme, shewing _with what_ God is to be praised, _In the sound
of the trumpet, &c._
God is to be praised (saith [eb]_Augustine_) _totis votis de totis
vobis_ with all your soules, and with all your selues. That therefore
we may manifest our inward affections by such outward actions as are
commendable, where there be _trumpets_, let them sound: where there be
_lutes_ and _harpes_, let them strike vp: where there be _loud Cymbals_
and _well tuned Cymbals_, let them ring, let them sing the praises of
God for this our most happy deliuerance; let trumpet and tongue, viol &
voice, lute & life, witnes our hartie reioycing in the Lord. If our true
zeale were more fierie within, it would doubtlesse break forth into moe
publike workes, then it doth, against that bloody brood of the
Gun-powder crue. There haue been many collections in euery Dioces for
the reedifying of the Churches of Saint _Albanes_ and _Arthuret_, the
which I assure my selfe were good works: there haue been in this latter
age many gorgeous, I might say glorious buildings erected about and in
this honorable Citie, to the great ornament of our Country, the which I
thinke you may number among your good workes: there haue bin Lotteries
to further _Virginean_ enterprises, and these (for any thing I know)
were good workes also: there haue been many new play-houses, and one
faire Burse lately built; _Paris_-garden in a flourishing estate makes a
great noyse still, and as I heare _Charing_ Crosse shall haue a new coat
too: but in the meane time while so many monuments are raised, either
to the honour of the dead, or else for the profit and pleasure of the
lyuing: _Dic mihi musa virum_, I pray Muse and shew me the man, who
ioynes with that euer zealous, reuerend, learned Deane in founding a
Colledge for a Societie of writers against the superstitious Idolatries
of the Romane Synagogue, the which happily might be like _the [ec]Tower
of Dauid_, where the strong men of Israel might haue shieldes and
targets to fight the Lords battaile: [ed]_Is it time for your selues
to dwell in your seiled houses, and this house lye wast?_
[Sidenote eb: _In Psalm. 147._]
[Sidenote ec: _Cant. 4. 4._]
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