The Jews high Commondation of the Metrapolitant cathedral Church of St. Paul, having viewed the greatest Effiges in the world: With Paul's complaint to his Sacred Majesty of all his sad Losses and all uses in the time of his absence, and his majesty's gracious promise for the Repairing of it to its former state & condition.  
To a delicate new tune, Or, The Repairing of Paul's.  
 coat of arms of the City of London  

NOw I am canstrained to write of a thing  
was builded a thousand years ago,  
For all the Effugies that ever was seen  
old Paul's still carries the bravest show.  
Indeed I have travelled kingdoms far,  
and seen their famous fabrics all.  
Yet never a one could be compared  
unto the cathedral Church of Paul's.   

The City of room I have been in,  
and many weary step have I trod,  
The Tower of Babel I have seen,  
in travelling over the world abroad.  
Yet never a Monument I found.  
of such aspiring heigh of all.  
As is that noble ever renowned  
the brave cathedral Church of Paul.   

The Pilgrims asked me severally  
what manner of thing this Church it was,  
Whose height was raised up to the sky,  
and the very walls were beaten brass.  
I answered them these words to the same  
that story I often times had been told,  
And great report I heard of the name,  
which was not the like in all the world.   

Then presently I tied up my reed,  
it ravished me with so much delight,  
And over the Seas I sailed with speed.  
so willing was I for to see this sight.  
But when I came to Paul's Church yard.  
Lord quoth I what a Church is here.  
I thought the English people had made  
their way to heaven thorough the spire.   

I was amazed amongst the crowds,  
and staring upwards still did I.  
The top of the church did seem in the clouds  
& I thought the steeple did reach to the sky  
now hear the complaint which Paul did make  
unto the King when he came home,  
I have been abused my Liege for your sake  
which make me stand in my rags so torn   
 

FOr in fifty seven and fifty nine,  
with grief my ●ds began to crack,  
My aged corpse did much decline,  
for my clothes were pulled off from my back  
My leaven covering they did take,  
their guns were then so hungry grown,  
A purpose Bullets for to make,  
they never would let old Paul's alone.   

They did not care who they abused,  
for ruin was their chief intent!  
Where Prayers formerly was used.  
here they did make a stable in't.  
Yet for all this I still held up,  
though weather-beaten many a year,  
But several people were in a doubt,  
this last year I was in great despair.   

But now bespeak our gracious King,  
for all the abuse you received then,  
With speed I do intend to begin  
to give old Paul a new trimming again  
Then presently I took heart of grace,  
because our sovereign Lord the King,  
Did say he'd make a sacred place,  
and give old Paul a naw trimming again   

The Service Book shall then be read,  
the Queristers shall sing like men,  
The Bishop he shall be the head,  
and all things shall come in old fashion again  
The Organs merrily they shall play,  
and David's music we shall hear,  
The Harps and Timballs all the day,  
which much delighteth then the ear,   

All these were godly sons that were  
Delightful much in David's days,  
Which made his Subjects God to fear,  
whilst he was playing with thanks & praise  
The Clergy flourish shall again,  
and heretics they must all go down,  
True Christian faith we shall maintain  
and Paul's shall be called Sacred ground   

As famous as I ever have been,  
I now shall receive my high renown,  
And all my honours returned me again,  
I am old Paul of London Town.  
Now God preserve our Gracious King,  
Lord Mayor and the Aldermen.  
which have been pleased in this noble thing  
to give old Paul a new Trimming again    

printed for F. Coles, T. Vere and W. Gilbertson