A godly exhortation to this distressed nation Shewing the true cause of this unnaturall civill war amongst us. Crouch, Humphrey, fl. 1635-1671. This text is an enriched version of the TCP digital transcription A81065 of text R212538 in the English Short Title Catalog (Thomason 669.f.6[87]). Textual changes and metadata enrichments aim at making the text more computationally tractable, easier to read, and suitable for network-based collaborative curation by amateur and professional end users from many walks of life. The text has been tokenized and linguistically annotated with MorphAdorner. The annotation includes standard spellings that support the display of a text in a standardized format that preserves archaic forms ('loveth', 'seekest'). Textual changes aim at restoring the text the author or stationer meant to publish. This text has not been fully proofread Approx. 5 KB of XML-encoded text transcribed from 1 1-bit group-IV TIFF page image. EarlyPrint Project Evanston,IL, Notre Dame, IN, St. Louis, MO 2017 A81065 Wing C7279 Thomason 669.f.6[87] ESTC R212538 99871147 99871147 160948 This keyboarded and encoded edition of the work described above is co-owned by the institutions providing financial support to the Early English Books Online Text Creation Partnership. This Phase I text is available for reuse, according to the terms of Creative Commons 0 1.0 Universal . The text can be copied, modified, distributed and performed, even for commercial purposes, all without asking permission. Early English books online. (EEBO-TCP ; phase 1, no. A81065) Transcribed from: (Early English Books Online ; image set 160948) Images scanned from microfilm: (Thomason Tracts ; 245:669f6[87]) A godly exhortation to this distressed nation Shewing the true cause of this unnaturall civill war amongst us. Crouch, Humphrey, fl. 1635-1671. 1 sheet ([1] p.) Printed for Richard Harper, London : 1642. Verse - "VVhen pride aboundeth in the City,". Signed at end: Humphrey Crouch. At head of text: Psal. L. Verst XV. Call upon me in the time of trouble, so will I heare thee, and thou shalt praise me. With engraved border. Annotation on Thomason copy: "nouemb. 9th". Reproduction of the original in the British Library. eng English poetry -- Early modern, 1500-1700. Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Poetry -- Early works to 1800. A81065 R212538 (Thomason 669.f.6[87]). civilwar no A godly exhortation to this distressed nation. Shewing the true cause of this unnaturall civill war amongst us. Psal. L. Verse XV. Call upon Crouch, Humphrey 1642 696 0 0 0 0 0 0 0 A This text has no known defects that were recorded as gap elements at the time of transcription. 2007-10 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2007-10 Apex CoVantage Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2007-11 Mona Logarbo Sampled and proofread 2007-11 Mona Logarbo Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-02 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion A GODLY EXHORTATION TO THIS DISTRESSED NATION . Shewing the true cause of this unnaturall Civill War amongst us . PSAL. L. VERSE XV . Call upon me in the time of trouble , so will I heare thee , and thou shalt praise me . VVHen pride aboundeth in the City , And peoples hearts are void of pity ; When little children learne to sweare , And wickednesse abounds each where . Then let Gods people crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When as Gods service is neglected , And able Ministers rejected : When Popery resteth in the land , And strives to get the upper hand . Then let Gods people crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When people they have itching eates , Desturb our Church , and grieve our Peers : When men despise good government , And spurne against the Parliament . 'T is time for us to crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When as the Kingdome is divided , And by the sword the cause decided : When Law and Justice take no place , And people lose their hold of grace . 'T is time for us to crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When people stumble at a straw , And make their own selfe will a Law : When people maketh sanctity A cloake to hide hypocrisie . 'T is time for us to crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When people for meer trifles quarrell , And make a Pulpit of a barrell : When people run from place to place , Unreverently Gods Church deface , 'T is time for us to crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When some that cannot read nor write Shall tell us of a new-found light , And Scripture unto us expounds , True learned Discipline confounds . 'T is time for us to crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When people are distracted so , Distressed England fil'd with woe : When people for the common good , Unnaturall shed each others bloud , 'T is time for us to crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When dire destruction runs before , And brings bad tidings to our door : When arme , arme , arme , is all the crie , To adde griefe to our misery . 'T is time for us to crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When armed men each day we meet In every lane and every street : When as our streets are chained streight , And Ordnance plac'd at every gate . 'T is time for us to crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When London is entrenched round , When feare our senses doth confound ; When men with griefe behold those works , As if we were besieg'd by Turks . 'T is time for us to crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . Now since we are distressed thus , Good Lord make haste to succour us ; On wofull England cast thine eye , And ease us of this misery . For now 't is time to crie and call Good Lord have mercy on us all . When King and Peers agree in one , And cause a blessed union ; When all imbrace , and throw downe arms , And we be freed from publick harms . Then shall we finde when we do call That thou dost heare and helpe us all . When they shall fall that doe oppose Thee in thy way , O Lord , and those That wish well to thy Church encrease , Then shall betide a happy peace . Then shall we finde when we doe call That thou dost heare and helpe us all . Humphrey Crouch . FINIS . LONDON , Printed for Richard Harper . 1642.