God is decreeing to begin some newand great period in his Church, even to the reforming of Reformation itself. What does he then but reveal Himself to his servants, and as his manner is, first to his Englishmen?

Believe and be confirmed.

Or if Virtue feeble were, Heav'n itself would stoop to her.

But oh! as to embrace me she inclin'd, I wak'd, she fled, and day brought back my night.

His rod revers'd, And backward mutters of dissevering power.

Virtue that wavers is not virtue.

Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony.