That the vertuous haue the Promises of this life, as well as of that to come

THy Friends (deare Lord) are too much honored;
thy Persecutor to thee reconcil'd,
Had Sacrifices to him tendered:
so much the World is forc'd t'adore thy Childe!

The People freely their possessions sell,
to lay the Price at thine Apstles feete:
To whom the worst of Ils doe fall out well;
and Gall it selfe, to them made Sugar-sweet!

Then, what but Gall it selfe will Honey seeke
besides the Honey of thy sweetest Loue?
For, who are more exalted then the meeke,
sith Heau'n and Earth of them doe most approue?
Then, if thou make me meeke, thou mak'st me more,
Then Heau'n and Earth: for, both will me adore.