Saint Markes Day

FOr those blest Pen-men of thy Word,
Who haue thy holy Gospel writ,
We praise and honour Thee, oh LORD,
And our beleefe we build on it:
Those happy Tydings which it brings,
With ioyfull hearts we doe embrace,
And prize, aboue all other things,
That precious Token of thy grace.

To purchase what we hope thereby,
Our vtmost wealth we will bestow;
Yea, we our pleasures will denie,
And let our liues, and honours goe:
And, whomsoe're it commeth from,
No other Gospel we will heare;
No, though an Angel downe should come
From heau'n, we would not giue him eare.

Our Resolutions, LORD, are such,
But in performance weake are we;
And the Deceauers craft is much;
Our Second therefore, thou must be:
So we assuredly shall know,
When any Doctrines we receaue,
If they agreeing be, or no,
To those, which we professed haue.