TRVTH'S TRIUMPH: OR, Old Miracles newly revived in the Gracious preservation of our sovereign Lord the KING.  
By John TAYLOR.  
— Miranda ●anunt, sed vix credenda Poëtae.  
Printed in the year M.DC.XLIII.   

TRVTH'S triumph, OR, Old Miracles newly revived in the Gracious Preservation of our sovereign Lord the KING.  
God's glorious, gracious Volume doth relate  
How (out of Nothing) He did All Create:  
Made man, True, Holy, just, who (foully) fell  
And God redeemed him from sin, death, and hell:  
His Miracles of judgement, fearful, rare,  
His Miracles of Mercy Mighty are;  
Which makes my Muse this Miracle to Sing  
How graciously God hath preserved my King.  
The Ravens fed Elias in his need,  
And Hungry Daniel, Abacuch did feed,  
The meal and oil, did every day increase  
In Rich abundance, till the Dearth did cease,  
King David, oftentimes to flee was forced,  
And (like a Partridge o'er the mountains coursed,  
Th' Almighty still being their Great defence  
Saved them from Famine, Sword, and Pestilence,  
And as these Miracles long Since were done,  
Yet God hath Lately showed a Gracious one,  
Which proves my King th' Adopted son of God,  
Else he had ruined been, or down been Trod.  
For when Rebellion had the Land or'espread,  
And that the foot durst kick against the Head;  
When each Fox had a Hole, each Bird a Nest  
And He no place his royal Head to Rest;  
Deprived of Houses, Castles, towns and forts,  
Of Shipping, Ammunition, Havens, and ports,  
Of Powder, Shot, Guns, Pikes, only one Sword  
Was Left him, which is God's eternal Word;  
Besides all this, his magazines, his Tower,  
His means, Rents, customs, ravished from his power,  
All his Revenues stopped, his aids all stayed,  
His friends, and faithful Subjects prisoners laid,  
Or banished, or undone, both they and theirs  
Whilst Povertie's their Portions, and their heirs.  
His ancient Servants, (like poor sheep forlorn)  
Despised and looked on with the Eyes of scorn,  
Because they could not, or would not maintain  
Disloyal war against their sovereign.  
Nay more, His Gracious Queen (that royal she)  
Was for Her safety forced perforce to flee;  
What wickedness Could worse be Hatched then  
When He, that is the only man of men,  
And She, the Woman for Her virtues wondered,  
So woefully should be divorced and sunderd.  
He whose Integritie's admired, approved,  
She who deserves of all to be beloved,  
A Blessed fruitful Mother, and Thereby  
Her issue may the whole world dignify.  
He, should my pen presume his praise to write  
'Twere like a Taper to give Phoebus' Light;  
She, that in Princely virtues doth excel,  
In whom the Goddesses and Graces Dwell,  
In heart heroic, like the thunderers Bride,  
Like Cytherea, She is beautified,  
Magnanimous, Like Jove's Brave brain-born girl  
In State and mind of majesty the pearl.  
This matchless pair, (with whom none may compare)  
By Rude, unruly Rebels sundered were.  
Their only faults are, they are both too good  
For such as have their goodness thus withstood.  
A mild ●osias will not serve their turn,  
But graceless they against his mildness spurn:  
A Nero, or an Heliogabalus  
Were fitter far, for Such as wronged him thus.  
His Blessed reign (from Cruelty exempt)  
Requited with disloyal cursed Contempt,  
Traduced in Pulpits, and in printed Lies,  
Abused with needless fears, and Jealousies;  
Taxed, he would bear an Arbitrary sway,  
And turn Religion to the Romish way:  
In Conventicles, Sermons, Drinking, Walking,  
Or in discourse, Treason was safest talking.  
Besides all this (to all true Subjects grief)  
His never Broken Word gained no belief,  
His vows, and Protestations, firm and Just  
(Which I account High Treason to distrust)  
All unbelieved, Misconstred, wrongly wrested  
By false Surmise of men, disloyal Breasted.  
No faith was Left'em, doubtful diffidence,  
Had banished all belief, and confidence;  
God and the King, were both used in one fashion,  
The Creed was thrust out of the Congregation:  
The devil amongst them did such whimsies fling,  
They neither would believe God, or the King.  
For if they thought there were a God indeed,  
They then would know damnation is decreed  
In Scripture, for Resisting powers ordained  
By God, which should be honoured and maintained.  
It is a maxim, hath been always held,  
The Protestant Religion ne'er rebelled:  
Their Doctrine teaches humbly to obey,  
And, Whatsoever separatists can say,  
It plain appears, they are not Protestants  
That ('gainst their King) uncivil wars Advance.  
Thus did new England's Sects Strive Impiously,  
To turn old England to an Anarchy.  
Thus was my Gracious liege of all berest,  
And (in the world's opinion) little left;  
Then was he Rich in God, Then had he most,  
Th' Almighty raised for him a mighty host,  
Brave arms, and Armies, in his Cause to fight,  
And set faiths true Defender in his Right.  
With Hope, and Confidence he's armed still,  
And humbly waits upon his makers will:  
With thief he hath opposed false fortunes frowns,  
With these he hath recovered Strength and towns,  
With these he hath got money (Wars strong nerves)  
With these he's served because his God he serves.  
With these his Magnanimity hath won  
Triumphant Honours, that shall ne'er be done.  
But Beyond Time his fame shall ever last,  
And he in blessed Eternity be placed.  
All praise to thee, eternal King of Kings,  
That coveredst Him with thy protections wings  
With Such Miraculous Grace, that all may see  
My sovereign's Safety All Consists in Thee.  
When as Assiria's King, (or th' Aramite)  
'Gainst Israel came, with Numbers Infinite, 
2 Kings. 6. 8.   
The Man of God (Elisha) did disclose  
The plots and purposes of Israel's foes.  
In Dothan than the Prophet did Reside,  
And Aram did a Mighty Host provide,  
And seidged that town, (with terror much dismayed)  
Elisha's Servant also was afraid:  
Alas Master, How shall we do said He,  
The Prophet said, fear not, for with us be  
More than with them; Then did the Prophet pray  
His man's minds blindness might be took away,  
And presently Such Sight did Him Inspire  
He saw his Master compassed round with fire,  
And all the mountain full of wondrous forces  
Of Heavenly Soldiers, Charets, men and Horses.  
Elisha's Prayer did such favour find  
That all the Aramites were straight struck Blind  
And so captived, their mighty Host did bring  
Into Samaria, unto Israel's King.  
Again the Prophet prayed unto the Lord,  
And presently their Sights were all restored,  
With fear, 
V. 20.  they saw themselves environed Round,  
By those, whom they had purposed to Confound.  
Th' Assyrians Being in this piteous plight,  
Quoth Israel's King (twice) Father, shall I Smite,  
The Prophet answered, I say Smite them not,  
Those with the sword whom thou hast Captive Got;  
Although they're foes they're men, oppressed with grief,  
Give Bread and Water to'em, for relief.  
Then did the King Great preparation make,  
And (on his foes did much compassion take,  
He fed them, and in peace he sent them back  
Who came to be his Ruin and his Wrack.  
So, thus th' Almighty pleased his foes to tame,  
And Arams' Bands no more to Israel came. 
V. 23.   
Thus unto Israel was deliverance given,  
Miraculously by the hand of Heaven.  
When Ammon joined with Moab, and Mount Seir,  
Good King Jehosophat to overbear 
2 Chr. 20.   
With Multitudes of Horse, and men of war,  
So that all human Hope, and help was far.  
God then a Prophet raised who truly said,  
Stand Still Jehosaphat, be not dismayed,  
Behold the Lord's Salvation, he hath spoke,  
The field is thine, thou shalt not strike a stroke.  
straight the mistaking Ammonite (pell-mell)  
Together by the ears with Moab fell,  
Each, thought the other Judah's force to be  
In bloody battle deadly blows did flee.  
At last Mount Seir, (or th' warlike Edomite)  
Came in, and on them both, renewed the fight;  
The slaughter was so Great, that death was Cloyd,  
And thus God's foes, themselves, themselves destroyed.  
Thus whilst they did each other overthrow,  
The King had victory and struck no blow.  
My application of all this, is this,  
That God that ever was, for ever Is,  
He saved Samaria from the Aramites,  
And Just Jehosaphat from Ammonites,  
And from th' Incestuous brood of Moabites,  
And Esau's rough-haired seed, the Edomites.  
The thoughts of Kings are open to his sight,  
And he doth know, King Charles his heart is right.  
By Miracles of old 'tis Manifest,  
Th' Almighty hath his wondrous power expressed;  
And Sure, the Miracle, God showed of late  
Is Admirable, Loving, Gracious, Great.  
The Kings own Subjects, His own servants too  
Paid, and gave aid, their sovereign to undo:  
With His own Weapons, arms, and every thing  
They, (in the King's Name) war against the King.  
Then, in that Low, unworthy exigent  
The powerful hand of the Omnipotent  
Raised him again, to beat Rebellion down,  
And to regain again, (in peace) his own.  
When (like to Aram) our Blind Separatists  
Have cleared their bleared Eyes from Erroneous Mists,  
The Nose-wise Brownist gravely doth begin  
To see the foolery he hath lived in,  
The Anabaptist likewise hath found out  
How he hath gone the furthest way about.  
The Papist (as I hope) is quite past Hope  
That England shall be pestered with the Pope,  
And every Idle Sect discountenanced,  
And only Protestants true faith advanced.  
This God by Miracle for us hath done,  
And England Hath it's ancient glory Won.  
Prophetically true, I hope these Lines  
Of mine will prove, for (as my soul divines)  
The Lord these things to pass will shortly bring,  
And God, for ever bless and Save the King.  
FINIS.