isaack's PILGRIMAGE A brief and short Treatise, of the strife that Isaac had with his herdsmen, living in the Land of the Philistines, with Abimeleck and his herdsmen, shadowing out the strife which Christ our Lord had with his heardders, and with the Romayne Philistines, which hath continued unto this day, though now in a deep consumption.  
ALSO A testimony from the Prophets, Christ and his Apostles, of the abolishment of Antichrist, the man of sin, whereby the Godly shall behold as in a glass, how the work of God goeth forth, for the accomplishing of the same, which in due time shall be finished.  
The Law doth Paul a Shadow call,  
Whose substance was in Christ,  
Isaac no doubt, typed him out,  
Of types one of the Highest.  
By THOMAS ODELL Englishman.  
At AMSTERDAM, Printed by john Fredericksz Stam, dwelling by the South-Church at the sign of the HOPE. Anno M DC XXXV.   

To the Christian Reader in general, grace and good understanding from God the Father of mercy, through Christ our Lord and Saviour, Amen.  
OUR loving Lord and Saviour sitting now at the right hand of his Father, having all power in Heaven and earth, according to his promise made here on earth, powereth out of his Spirit upon all flesh in these last days; but not to all alike, to one he gives five talents, another two, and to some but one, yet would not that one should be buried, for he will ask profit of all: And his worthy Apostle and chosen vessel Paul useth these words for counsel, saying; As every one hath received, as a good disposer, distribute of the manifold gifts and graces of God. Which words with other the like in the Scripture, have emboldened me to bring that my small talent to the bank, beseeching the Almighty to make it profitable to his glory, and comfort to so many as it shall please him; desiring the friendly Reader to try all things by his Word, and keep the best, and through love bore with my weakness. And thus end the Epistle.  
T. ODELL.   

isaack's Pilgrimage.  

AS Isaac typt the Prince of peace,  
He had great trouble in his life,  
Though God him blessed, gave him increase,  
Yet he had almost lost his wife,  
Rabeckas beauty stirred strife,  
Those people thought she was a maid;  
And isaack's words they were so rise,  
Which to this King so much had said,  
Because be dwelled by them in fear,  
Told him that she his sister were.   

But at the last truth came to light,  
As he out of his window lay,  
Had these two persons in his sight,  
And did behold their sport and play.  
Then he to Isaac thus did say,  
Why toldest thou me such a thing,  
One of my folk had almost lay  
With this thy wife. And then this King  
Told his men, it would cost his life  
That touched Isaac or his wife.   

Then Isaac he did sow his land,  
Found hundredfold increase that year,  
God blessed all things he took in hand  
Whereat this people angry were,  
And King Abimeleck did fear,  
Said, thou art mightier than we.  
So Isaac went to Gerar there  
At his returning back did see  
The wells full earth his father made,  
Which is the Romish heardmens trade.   

Those herdsmen gave them other names  
Than Abraham had given before,  
Which after turned to their shames.  
These wells brought Isaac trouble more  
Than all his wealth, though he had store  
For water he could hardly want,  
His cattle would be quickly poor,  
For water in that land was scant,  
He got these wells, again was glad,  
Gave them the names before they had.   

Then isaack's servants digged a new,  
And found a living water spring,  
Which troubled that cursed crew,  
Great strife arose about this thing,  
The men of Gerar there stryving,  
Told isaack's men this was their own,  
But seeing they no proof could bring  
By name of strife this well was known,  
Yet after this digged another,  
Strove for it as for the other.   

So Isaac did remove from thence  
Digged one for which they strove not,  
He saw God's helping hand from whence  
He larged was, and room had got,  
A fruitful place fell to his lot,  
Who said that now he should increase,  
Thereof he wanted not a jot,  
For afterward he lived in peace  
From thence went to Bersheba right,  
And God appeared to him that night.   

And thus the Lord to Isaac said,  
I am thy Father's God said he,  
And therefore be thou not afraid,  
For I will bless and bide by thee,  
Increase thy seed this shalt thou see,  
Who did which him a Covenant make,  
With many words that did agree,  
That this was all for Abraham's sake.  
Then Isaac did these things record,  
An Altar built called on the Lord.   

Abimeleck then to Isaac went,  
Which Captain Phicall called by name,  
And Isaac asked his intent,  
Because for strife from them he came;  
These words might make him blush for shame.  
He saw the Lord with Isaac was,  
He came for peace, and sought the same,  
Isaac agreed, it came to pass,  
In feast they each to other swore,  
And after fell at strife no more.    

An Answer with APPLICATIONS.  

Lest some should say, from former words,  
From isaack's strife we see no light,  
There is no mention made of swords,  
Or how to use the same aright.  
For answer here we shall recite,  
His father Abraham took pain,  
Went forth against 4 Kings to fight,  
And brought his kinsman Let again,  
For Abraham shadowed out the Highest  
But Isaac was a type of Christ.   

Christ was indeed the Prince of peace,  
And yet was drive from place to place,  
Who came his captives to release,  
Which then did lie in woeful case,  
He shed his blood to purchase grace,  
For such as would obey his word,  
From poor in spirit, turned not his face,  
Nor 'gainst his foes used temporal sword,  
Isaac was on the Altar laid,  
But Christ the Lamb the debt hath paid.   

And as Abram for to refresh  
Isaac his son diged wells store,  
Even so ere Christ came in the flesh,  
His Father had provided more,  
The Prophets all did labour sore,  
Which were the wells that did much good,  
Who long had told of Christ before,  
That he should open by his blood,  
The fountain of eternal life,  
For which now at this day is strife.   

When Christ his work had finished,  
For which he came down here below,  
And had all power obtained,  
His holy Spirit did bestoe,  
Endued his Disciples so  
With heavenly wisdom from above  
Which learned men his will to know,  
And how to live in peace and love,  
Which brought dead men unto new birth,  
Then was a Paradise on earth.   

Like wells were his Disciples all,  
From whom came much good water forth,  
But 4 of them were principal,  
Like Eden Rivers of great worth:  
From East to West, from South to North,  
Like lively fountains did refresh  
Each thirsty soul throughout the earth,  
And were great comfort to all flesh.  
Christ garden thereby was then green,  
Sweet erbs & flowers there were seen.   

Then came the Philistines of Rome  
Like those that stopped each former well,  
Who when so soon as they were come  
And these wells saw, at strife they fell,  
For they did then Christ's herdsmen tell  
These wells were theirs, and did belong  
To them, lo thus they did rebel,  
And in short time they grew so strong,  
They drove Christ's herdsmen all away,  
And stopped these wells with earth and clay.   

Lo than the Gospel was near gone,  
Which had the Lord great labour cost,  
By Matthew, Mark, by Luke and john  
Was written through the holy Ghost,  
Of Christians grief this was the most,  
To see their Bibels burnt with fire,  
And also their life water lost  
For Rome had then got her desire  
For thirsty soul their was no sup,  
But die or drink of Babel's cup.   

Yet were their many waterstreames,  
That ran from Rome to every place,  
For Gospel's truth they sent forth dreams  
Which were excepted in like case.  
Until such time the Lord by grace  
Brought his Gospel again to light,  
Which their inventions did deface,  
Lo then they fell again to fight,  
For to suppress his holy word,  
And to maintain their cause by sword,   

Of late he sought to quench the light,  
In such as lived in his land,  
Or else to put them all to flight  
That would not take his mark in hand,  
And also be at his command,  
And walk with sered conscience,  
But he shall see and understand  
The Lord comes forth for their defence,  
His captives now shallbe released  
From this tyrant and bloudly beast.   

His wise do make him still so blind,  
He cannot see Gods heavy hand,  
Seeks many means, but none shall find  
To keep Christ's captives in his lands,  
Still brakes his cords and lovely bands  
His wells are full of earth and clay,  
No Gospel's truth he understands,  
And drives his heard men still away.  
This cause makes Christian's Kings to fight,  
For it doth ask the sword aright.   

God gives the same into their hand  
His Church and people to defend,  
And David lets them understand  
Their great reward at their works end,  
Wills Kings and judge's ear to lend,  
And showeth to them God's decree,  
To kiss the son he doth them send,  
That from his wrath ye may be free.  
When it shall burn as flaming fire  
To give his enemies their higher.   

Thus Isaac strife did shadow forth  
The strife which now we hear & see,  
And Daniel a man of worth,  
Declares a dream that doth agree,  
Th'Apostle Paul and john those three,  
Do well describe that bloody beast,  
His life and course and how that he  
Shall end, and Christ's captives released,  
And so this story here we end,  
The Reader to another send.   

WIth love's intent I here present  
To Queen Elyzabeth,  
For whom I pray from day to day,  
And shall while I have breath.   

Trusting to see your Majesty  
Led by the God of grace,  
From here to part with joyful heart  
Unto your resting place.   

The time is near by sins appear,  
Which here we shall make known,  
Christ doth arise, whose enemies  
Must all be overthrown.   

That man of sin, who did begin  
To quench the Gospel's light,  
Who in Paul's time begun to climb,  
True Christians put to flight.   

Come to his heigh, yet by Christ's breath  
Consume and perish shall,  
Who now doth fume, and yet consume  
True are the words of Paul.   

Who doth profess Christ in brightness  
Of Gospel shall appear,  
And by his word, as with the sword,  
Shall him abolish clear.   

The Prophet's old these things foretold,  
And chiefly Daniel,  
Whose prophecy this mystery,  
Doth touch, and open well.   

His king had sight of things by night,  
Whereat he was dismayed,  
Which he forgot, and did thereat  
Make all his wise afraid.   

This King was great, Babel his seat,  
It was Nebugadnezer,  
We write here short, for your comfort,  
The story read at leisure.   

The Lord then told, and did unfold  
To Daniel this dream,  
Which at this day doth keep his way  
Like to a running stream.   

This Daniel the King did tell,  
That he upon his bed  
Could take no rest, but was oppressed,  
Strange things came in his head.   

His might and seat was large & great,  
He was exalted high,  
And fain would know how it should go,  
When as he came to dye.   

The Prophet than forthwith began  
His vision to unfold,  
Said he saw stand one like a man,  
Whose head was of fine gold.   

His arms and breast of silver best,  
His thighs and belly brass,  
His legs iron, he stood upon,  
His feet and tooes alas.   

Iron and clay that could not stay,  
Or make it long to stand,  
For from a mount, a stone of count  
Was taken without hand.   

Fell on his feet, as it was meet,  
For than he needs must fall,  
Then were they found, to powder grong  
These mighty Monarches all.   

Thus broken all in pieces small,  
Long there they did not stay,  
For then the wind thereto assigned,  
Did drive them quite away.   

Which being gone, this worthy stone,  
Became a mighty mount,  
That filled the earth brought in new birth,  
A work of great account.   

The dream here ends, & this depends  
Which Daniel did unfold,  
He did relate, this King's estate,  
Who was this head of gold.   

O King, said he, now after thee  
Another Kingdom shall  
To silver he may likened be,  
That third rulles over all.   

Although but brass, it comes to pass,  
He rulls over the earth,  
The fourth shall be stronger than he,  
But not of so great worth.   

He is Iron, regardeth none,  
But treeds all under foot,  
In pieces break, and spoils the weak,  
And seeks all out to root.   

But that his strength, begun at length  
To fall into decay,  
For why his feet were matched unmeete,  
As Iron is with clay.   

This clay was then the seed of men,  
Which he did join withal,  
And suffered them to live by him,  
Lest they should work his fall.   

For it is found, he had a wound,  
That came from Gospel's light,  
Who brought to pass, it healed was,  
Through this his subtle flight.   

Whose present state, we shall relate  
He lately changed his mind,  
With clay could he no longer gre,  
His wise had made him blind.   

Of that image, in this our age,  
The feet alone remain,  
And at this day, we see the clay,  
Doth fall from him again.   

Like Eagle he, begins to flee,  
Is driven from place to place,  
His fothers' fall, both great and small,  
His young in woeful case.   

He must feel smart, he is last part  
Of that red bloody beast,  
For his works all, reward he shall  
Receive at hester's feast.   

The time near is, an end of his,  
By sins that do appear,  
Which Christ hath told, that makes us bold,  
To say the time is near.   

This stone is Christ, Son of the Highest,  
Who now comes forth to fight,  
With his own word, as with a sword,  
To bring again the light.   

This stone shall grind the wilful blind  
The Iron with the clay,  
The Gospel's wind, that shall they find,  
To drive them all away.   

For than forewindes, shall in their kinds  
Blow over all the earth,  
To waken such, as fleepe too much.  
And bring them to new birth.   

Christ is the stone, we build upon  
Who will perform this all,  
There shall not miss, one word of his  
The heavens shall rather fall.   

He to the jews these words did use,  
From David's words of old,  
He them asked, how they had read,  
And did this thing unfold.   

Told them anon, how that the stone  
The builders did refuse,  
Was chosen forth, and of great worth,  
In house of God to use.   

He told them well, who thereon fell  
Should geat a deadly wound,  
But every one, it fell upon,  
Should be to powder ground.   

He fallen is, for good of his,  
And doth like milestone grind,  
Search in his word, which gives record,  
For truth you shall it find,   

And mind withal, the words of Paul,  
Which we before recite,  
They are so strong, Christ's foes ere long  
Shall be abolish quite.   

Some may ask who this work shall do,  
The which we shall declare,  
This to fulfil, and do Christ's will,  
Ten horns appointed are.   

These we horns call, are not Kings all,  
Though Christ the name affords,  
Kings did begin, this work werein  
Are Princes, Dukes and Lords.   

Which heretofore the beast upbore,  
Their power did abuse,  
Whom he released, took from the beast,  
In this his work to use.   

He them converts, put in their hearts,  
For to perform his will,  
Which did consent incontenent,  
And shall the same fulfil.   

These hate the whore, and will no more  
Drink out of Babel's cup,  
But eat her flesh, which is the trash  
That must be burned up.   

And naked she, at least must flee,  
Her wealth consumed quite,  
Both spiritual, and temporal,  
And forced to take her flight.   

The beast were on she sat upon,  
With all his bloody train,  
Her false prophet, shall none unset,  
For they shall both be ta'en.   

Yet some shall fear, and drove Christ near,  
And leave that wicked race,  
Won by his word, that lovely sword,  
Which he will save by grace.   

The others all, both great and small,  
What favour can they cleme,  
sixth plagues no doubt, one them cast out,  
And yet they do blaspheme.   

Now these horns ten, Kings & great men,  
Are not all in one land,  
God doth such call, in Kingdoms all,  
To take his work in hand.   

The whore her seat, is large and great,  
As Nations people's tongues,  
In places all the Lord bring shall  
What to this work belongs.   

The Denmark's King, begun this thing  
And his labour much cost,  
One feigned friend, did at the end,  
Make all his labour lost.   

Yet for all this, he would not cease,  
But sent his son for aid,  
Which lost his life their in the strife,  
Which shortly was betrayed.   

The King of Swede came forth to aid,  
The captives their distressed,  
Who sought each way from day to day,  
To bring them to their rest.   

This worthy horn like unicorn,  
Did lead the others one,  
That they went forth like men of worth,  
With courage have they gone.   

This King at rest, and doubtless blessed,  
This changeth not the case,  
Want of one man not hinder can,  
Another comes in place.   

His Kingdom still strive to fulfil  
The work which he begun,  
So shall each horn the like perform,  
Until this work be done.   

This work of worth, shall still go forth,  
The horns have took in hand,  
Which is we see for to set free  
Christ's captives in each land.   

For pool nor Spain shall long remain,  
Nor yet the Eag'ls grace,  
Chief members in that man of sin,  
Which would Gods truth deface.   

Nor Rome the seat, though it be great  
For it must have a fall,  
God's work of grace shall now take place,  
And overthrow them all.   

Though they cry peace, they do not cease,  
But seek with treachery,  
To win the prize, but all their lies,  
God daily doth descry.   

With that their net, which now they set,  
They will be taken all,  
They dig a pit, and into it,  
Themselves shall shortly fall.   

Except they cease, and seek true peace,  
With King Abimeleck,  
But this we know, they will not do  
Till Christ do bow their neck.   

That work to end, we do commend,  
Unto the Lord of life,  
Wishing that we, an end might see  
Of this their bloody strife.   

True Christians all both great & small  
Ought for this thing to pray,  
That God these rocks, and stumbling blocks,  
Would take out of the way.   

That his Gospel, might prosper-well,  
And bring in peace and love,  
Which we must seek with prayer meek  
It comes from God above.   

O might we see the Teacher's gree,  
Which long have left the whore,  
Labour with love, things rightly prove,  
And so Christ's truth restore.   

Paul having told how manifold  
God's gifts are from above,  
And saith withal the principal  
Is faith that works by love.   

True love this day is in decay,  
Men seek for worldly wealth,  
Stryving for it, their souls forget,  
Seek not Gods saving health.   

True love saith john found in each one  
Their faith will God approve,  
He dwells in them, and they in him,  
For God himself is love.   

Sought of him then like children,  
This gift for to inherit,  
He would it give, that we might live,  
And worship him in spirit.   

Community, in unity,  
Would then confirm our faith,  
The bands of love, than we should prove,  
Would hold it fast Paul saith.   

Knowledge without love, makes men stout,  
It makes them spiritual blind,  
Love is lowly, and not lofty,  
Her speeches very kind.   

Her prophecy will edify,  
Whereby she may be known,  
Her words are food, seeks each one good,  
So earnest as her own.   

This love in heart, shall not depart  
From such as love the Lord,  
But love in tongue, cannot last long,  
This like a rotten cord.   

And such their be, this day we see,  
In this course cannot stay,  
Whose words are fair, yet like a snare  
To draw men's hearts away.   

From Gospels' truth, in age or youth,  
Or else give them no rest,  
But wise will try, things carefully,  
And keep that which is best.   

Leave of this toil, and rest a while,  
This strife shall likewise end,  
There shall come peace, this strife shall cease,  
With such as now contend.   

When God hath laid, as he hath said,  
Christ's foes at his foot stoelle,  
Then those now learn, shall then deserve  
The wise man from the fool.   

And hear new things, for all plantings,  
Not planted by the Lord,  
He will root out, there is no doubt,  
For Christ hath spoke the word.   

His testament, must us content,  
As it was given at first,  
Who putteth to, or taketh fro,  
Shall find himself accursed.   

The Gospel says, how that Moses  
Was faithful found in all,  
How much more Christ, in his house highest,  
A Prophet principal.   

Our talon small, now showed all,  
This is our heart's request,  
That each would try, it lovingly,  
And keep those things are best.   
FINIS.