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Annotation on Thomason copy: "July 20th". Reproduction of the original in the British Library. eng Sermons, English -- 17th century. Fast-day sermons -- 17th century. Great Britain -- History -- Civil War, 1642-1649 -- Sermons -- Early works to 1800. A86311 R201717 (Thomason E399_15). civilwar no An alarm for London: partly delivered in a sermon the last fast, neer by Bishopsgate in London. / By Iohn Hackluyt, a well-wisher to the pe Hackluyt, John. 1647 2041 3 0 0 0 0 0 15 C The rate of 15 defects per 10,000 words puts this text in the C category of texts with between 10 and 35 defects per 10,000 words. 2008-01 TCP Assigned for keying and markup 2008-02 SPi Global Keyed and coded from ProQuest page images 2008-03 Emma (Leeson) Huber Sampled and proofread 2008-03 Emma (Leeson) Huber Text and markup reviewed and edited 2008-09 pfs Batch review (QC) and XML conversion AN ALARM FOR LONDON Partly delivered in a Sermon the last Fast , neere by BISHOPSGATE in LONDON . By IOHN HACKLUYT , a Well-wisher to the Peace of ENGLANDS ISRAEL . Awake thou that sleepest . EPHES. 5.14 . LONDON Printed by I. Coe , 1647. To the truly Christian Reader . THe title may strike terrour , but in whom . Those , by Heavens finger marked out for doome ? Caelestiall powers are just ; and therefore will Never destroy the good men , with the ill . Though stormes fall fierce , and floods o're Mountaines roare , Noah shall have an Arke ; what would he more ? The Corne must now be fannd ; strive then t' appeare , Good seede not mixt with either Chafe , or Tare . To the City . Nor think him for , who now so rudely roares , And beats Alarums at thy tainted doores . Cease thou to sin ; and then his Pen shall say , Thy fable night shall be a Summers day . And those strecht Cloudes of wrath , all wrath shall bury , And drop with fatnesse then , as now with fury . Praemonitus Praemunitus . VIewing with a serious , ( but a sad ) eye ; into what a sabarinth of woes , the Kingdome in generall , and the City in particular , is like unavoidably to plunge , unlesse those two grand Compurgators of a sin-desiled Nation ; Repentance and Reformation do make a speedy and forcible step into the gap , made wide for judgement . I am constrained , by the great engagements of nature , and Religion , thus in publike , to unmaske my ne●rest thoughts , and with the strong ( echoes of a troubled spirit , to unbosome my sad complaynts : What is become of those quondam dayes , those harmlesse times , which well may be accompted happy ; for though they were ignorantly zealous , yet they were not learnedly , knowingly , vitious ! O Sodom and Gomorah , and ye Cities of Pentaepolis , now the ruinous monuments of celestiall vengeance , had those things been heard of you , done in you , that have been done , and heard of in thee , O Englands Ierusalem ! ye had remained untill this day . O City of harlots , though now thou sittest like a Queen , among the virgin Daughters of Sion , and by thy sorceries art become mighty ; thou , that hast subdued that terrible enemy conquered Princes ; at last , hast lost thy selfe , by thy selfe ; shall the blood of Goates and Calves propitiate ? no , not the obl●●ion of many thousand soules , where is the prin● of all thy faults ? where is the returnes of all thy teares ? thou fasted , but not to the Lord ; thou wept , but not for sin : they were but the lowings of beasts for want of Fodder ; howling for supplyes of nature , not mournings for defects of grace . Abating of sin , is the allaying of Judgement , unfined humiliation : the onely Antidote against distruction ; ballance thy sorrowes with thy sins , thy repentance with the true effects , then tell me , are not thy transgressions sealed , thy dayes numbred . O City of Stirrs ! is not thy hand drunke with the blood of innocents ? hath not thy arme layd wast the dwelling places of thy sisters , and art thou better then they , no , 't is thou hast sinned , is for those sheepe , those lambes , what have they committed ? Heaven made thee the word of his fury ; when the Children bleedes , shall not the world be burnt ? Though Babel was that fatall Engine to level Israel with the earth ; yet as she hath done , so shall it be done unto her , the hammer shall be broken , Babel shall become desolate among the Nations . Jer : 50.15.23 . And why ? because she hath been a golden cup in the Lords hand ( by whom he powred out his vengeance ) that made all the earth drunken ; the Nations have dranke of her wine ; therefore do the people rage ( because of the great afflictions they sustained by her ) therefore will the Lord render unto Babel , all the evill she hath done to Zion , A Post shall run to meete the Post , and a Messenger to meete the Messenger , to shew the King of Babel , the passages are stopped , the City is taken , come therefore , and let us go every one to his owne Countrey ; for her Judgement is come up to heaven , and is lifted up unto the Cloudes . Ier. 51.7.9 31. O City of blood ! how hast thou slaine the Priests of the Lord ; and cast them out , ( like Dung ) from the Inheritance of the God of Iacob , how hast thou exalted in their roomes , Prophets that prophesie falsly ; because the people love to have it so : thy adulterate Pallate loathed Manna , choosing rather Egiption morsells , stinking garlick before the bread of Heaven . Thou hast pull downe Ceremony , and set up heresie , cast out innovation , and brought in confusion , the basest of thy people wing'd with thy shelter , have exchanged stalles for Pulpits ; as if no Rabby so seraphicall as an ambitious Mechannick ( under the false glosse of illumination ) to make the Proselite . Rotten sticks do yeeld a light , but not profitable , if starres appeare by day , 't is no lesse then ominous ; and what influence these Glo-wormes have on thy diviner part , to act thy soule for heaven , to the judicious eye is held miraculus ; shall not these things be required of thee . O City of pride , hath England trembled , and art thou exalted , what a miseable solecisme is this humilem deum , & superbum hominem , to have a humble God in heaven , and a proude man on Earth ! Oh blush for shame , if yet be left one drop of grace within thy veines , should one of our forefathers arise from his bed of earth , behold our garbes , and take a strict survey of all our vaine attire ; would he not stand amazed , and disacknowledge us his generation , being so divercified in moode and figure from our quondam dayes ? what a monstrous birth flowes from thy fruitfull wombe ? what prodigious meteors , apparitions of men and women , se we dayly in our streetes ? what ? the glorious Queene become so base a whore , to prostitute under every hedge , to open her quiver to every arrow , to act every new invented sin , to embrace lovers of all sorts , of all fashions , knowest thou not that Pride goes before distruction , Prov. 16.18 . Therefore because the Daughters of Zion , yea and persons too , are haughty , walking with stretcht out necks , and with wandring eyes , walking and minsing as they go , &c. the Lord shall make their heads bald , and discover their secret parts , Esa. 3.16.17 . and because thy wantonnesse is so exceeding great , as to act thy shame in publike , with such brazen impudency ; instead of sweet savour , there shall be a stinck , and instead of a girdle , a rent ; instead of dressing ( frizlig podering ) the hare baldnes instead of a stomack , sackcloth , & burning instead of beauty ; yea thy men shall fall by the sword , and thy strength in the battel ; then shall thy gates mourne , and thou being desolate shall sit upon the ground . Esa. 3.24,25,26 . O City of sin ! how do thy streetes ring with oaths ? & thy houses with such hydeous blasphemies , enough to blast the universe , and make it crack into a dissolution : The very Pagan Gods ( whereof the Divell was one ) durst never ( without death ) be so blasphemed , as is ( by thee ) that glorious Diety whose Character thou bearest , by whose name thou art called Christian ; do not thy horrid oathes , thy hellish execrations Peale lower then the thunder , though those elementall jarrs makes the earth to quake , and the very roof of heaven to tremble . To slay a man is death ; but to murder the Sonne of God , a twelve-penny fine is a sufficient expiation ; nay it were well if that were done ; our iniquity intollerable ! good lawes ; bad executioners . In a word , what cryes , what cruelties , what yellings of the poor , what clamours of distressed soules , what roaring of the bruised bones , what crashing of broken limbs , proclames thy ruine ? what drunkennesse and open vomitings , what whoredoms and unheard of filthinesse ? ( the nomination whereof would sparkles blushes in a heathen cheek ) what prophanations of the Lords day , what tragicall tyrannies and bloody expressions , what unmercifull extortions infects the very aire , and like so many shrill Alarmes , trumpets forth thy desolation . Niniveth had bnt forty dayes to breath repentance in , thou hast had many thousands ; but she repented , go to sinners schoole O City of abomination ; coppy out , practice Niniveth . Art thou sure of her priviledges hast thou forty dayes to turne thee in ? Generall sorrow may beget a generall safety ; but without a speedy humiliation , expect a speedy desolation ; what is thy Beloved more then other Beloveds ? this City more then other Cities ? The Lord is just , and his spirit will not alwayes strive : when the Lyon roares , all the Beasts of the Forrest tremble , when the Lord shall utter his voice , and the Almighty Thunderer blow upon a people , is then the time , to sit downe to eat and drinke , for to morrow they must dye ? the great Belteshazars joynts uncymented , his whole frame fell into an Earthquke , when the finger of heaven was penning out his doome , Dan. 5. Oh that thou hadst an eye to see , an eare to heare , a heart to consider , thy grievous sin , thy great reproach , thy approahing ruin , shall the Lord whistle for an executioner from farre ; behold the Sonne eut of thy bowels , longs for thy dayes of mourning , and the Lord will reinforse that Arme , thon hast strengthned , exalted , to destroy thee . Therefore if any roome for sighs , if any way for teares be left unto the throne of grace , step into the gap , quench the wrath gone forth , make an attonement for the people ; if but tenn faithfull ones , be found within thy specious walles , cry aloud , spare not ; the Lord will do great things for the tenns sake , And the everlasting God gracious and mercifull , who forgiveth iniquity , transgression and sin , pardon thy rebellions , and grant thee favour in his sight , that thou mayst live to laugh thine enemies in the face ; to be the joy and comfort of this dejected Nation , and the glory of the world ; for his sake , that bought thee with his own hearts blood , Jesus Christ true , God blessed for ever . Amen . Discite justitiam moniti . Prudentia non exigua , alieno sapere periculo . FJNJS .